Ice Sea Lord: Starting with Intelligence Update

The White Dove, directly ahead, suddenly turned, its hull side rubbing against the ice floes ahead, producing a piercing noise similar to a cat's claws scratching a blackboard.

They rushed towards the Azure Ship from both directions along the ice path they had just broken through during their hasty escape.

He Feng did not have everyone put away the Blue Ship's weapon systems; it was both reasonable and necessary to be prepared.

Firstly, it serves as a deterrent; secondly, it prevents the other side from becoming enraged.

After a while, the White Dove had already closed in.

This fortress is not much different in size from the Azure, with an ordinary icebreaker bow, ordinary decorations, and ordinary cannons.

Because it was so ordinary, even He Feng didn't know what flaws he could criticize.

The deck, worn and unrepaired over the years, bears the marks of time, its uneven surface conveying a sense of urgency as people scrimp and save to make a living.

This fortress possesses the general strength of a median-level fortress on the ice sea.

Why would such a poor fortress be in such urgent need of finding Lin Qingqing? This made him even more curious.

The other party's helmsman, dressed in tattered clothes, took the initiative to signal the Blue to lower the bridge.

With the gangway lowered, the two finally established a connection as fragile as a candle flickering in the wind.

"We request that your personnel from the Fortress come to my Blue Ship for further discussions."

The helmsman of the Azure shouted at the people opposite him, with a hint of smugness.

On the other side of the gangway, the crew of the White Dove stared at the swaying iron bridge, a group of people huddled at the base of the bridge, trembling with fear.

Only at the very end did a few guys who seemed to be the leaders manage to squeeze out through pushing and shoving.

Only after stepping onto the swaying gangway did they bow their heads and walk over, following the lead of others.

Several city guards, armed with real guns, practically escorted the men to the office door.

"Knock!" several city guards shouted angrily.

First, an old man was startled and gave him a venomous look before tremblingly knocking on the hatch of the lord's office.

"Come in!" He Feng replied, with a reserved young girl sitting beside him.

After searching the men, the city guards released them.

As soon as they entered, the group was stunned by the luxury before them.

The room is square, yet arranged quite comfortably.

Yellow and brown wallpaper was pasted on the surrounding walls, bringing warmth and elegance to the whole environment, while candlelight was placed on a classic metal coffee table.

There are also several genuine leather sofas surrounding it, exuding a familiar rounded feel.

But they all look brand new, and it's hard to imagine how the owner could be so extravagant as to afford them.

The extravagant lifestyle of the people before them, in stark contrast, inevitably fueled their resentment and hatred towards the wealthy.

"Sit down, sit down!" He Feng urged enthusiastically.

"I am He Feng, the lord of the Azure. Please give me your guidance!" He Feng smiled and extended his hand.

An old man with a sour face reached out his hand and shook hands with He Feng tremblingly, but his gaze shifted to He Qingqing standing to the side.

Seeing the girl delivered to his door, he was somewhat puzzled, but his seasoned experience made him even more wary of the young lord before him.

"I am Lin Fang, the city lord of White Dove City. I apologize for not greeting you sooner."

He Feng waved his hand dismissively and got straight to the point.

"Speaking of which, Lord Lin Fang, you've been searching for the young lady of White Raven City, haven't you?"

He Feng placed his right hand on Lin Qingqing's shoulder, his eyes sharp like a wolf's.

"Lord He, how did you find out?" Lin Fang asked blankly, his eyes filled with fear.

"That's not important. What's important is that I know you need her. Isn't that enough?"

He Feng smiled slyly, his left hand almost pulling the girl into his arms.

The overly intimate gesture made Lin Qingqing lower her eyes, her face as red as the sunset clouds.

"I've brought the person here, so what's your price?"

He Feng's tone became impassioned, and his words shifted as if he were interrogating someone.

It's all about emotion, without a trace of technique.

Lin Fang and the others sat quietly in place, looking at each other with some doubts in their hearts.

"As you can see, I'm not short of money, so I don't expect you to come up with any extraordinary resources."

Lin Fang stared blankly at the uninvited guest before him, feeling utterly bewildered.

"If you don't want resources, then what do you want?"

The other party's absurd actions caused his brain to freeze instantly.

Why does the White Dove need Lin Qingqing? Is it for political asylum, or out of a sense of charity?

Actually, none of that was it. What he wanted was a blood sample from a direct relative of the Lord of White Raven City flowing through her veins.

The first is to unlock the insurance on the precious resources left on their fortress by the former lord, as only the genes of the lord's direct bloodline can break the blockade.

Although the White Dove is known as the sister fortress of White Raven City, what is not widely known is that White Raven City actually surpassed it in both fortresses.

Afterwards, the former lord transferred the original resources of the White Dove, leaving only a bare shell for the White Dove.

Resources that could not be moved or were surplus were locked in a secret room on the White Dove, effectively halting development.

Secondly, there's the second half of the Gale Breathing Technique that she might possess.

Previously, due to the tyranny of White Raven City, although he only possessed the upper half of the breathing technique, he was still stuck at the level of a level 2 Evolver and could not improve.

To improve, he exhausted all the resources on the fortress to reach the level he had just achieved.

Now you're telling me that someone not only knows what you're thinking, but also thoughtfully brings you a pillow.

Isn't that a bit too absurd?

To accept such a hasty decision would be tantamount to negotiating with a tiger for its skin, thus jeopardizing the future of the White Dove.

Large beads of sweat dripped from Lin Fang's forehead. He raised his head and glanced at He Feng out of the corner of his eye, as if trying to survive.

He's good-looking, but he has a world-weary face, like a cunning and calculating person in disguise.

With such a sure-fire victory, wouldn't this man have a great deal of information about him?

Although I don't know where such a strong fortress force came from in the entire sandy sea area.

If it were a direct confrontation, his White Dove City would certainly be no match for it.

But the fact that the other party knew so much had already touched a nerve.

If this blond-haired brat is dealt with, given his status as an evolved being, probably no one here can stop him.

In this way, no matter how arrogant this junior is, everything he has done will ultimately benefit him.

"This man deserves to die!" he muttered, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

"Boy, since you're so clueless, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Seeing that the person opposite seemed to be stunned, He Feng couldn't help but feel a little troubled.

If you can't even handle this much pressure, what kind of lord are you? You should just go to bed.

He looked at Lin Fang, whose mood was unpredictable, and sneered inwardly.

Suddenly, the alarm in He Feng's mind went off again.

[Standing Intelligence: Lord Lin Mo of the White Dove, fearing that you know too many secrets about the White Dove, has already decided to kill you. He will make his move in ten seconds. Countdown: ten, nine, eight, seven...]

Looking at the intelligence report in front of him, He Feng inwardly exclaimed, "Holy crap!"

How does he know anything about your White Dove City? He just wants to recruit you.

Why make things so difficult for people?

"Lord He, please come closer. I have something I want to talk to you about in private."

Lin Fang slowly raised his hunched body, appearing quite frank.

Meanwhile, his left fist was gathering power under the table, forming a wind blade that seemed ready to be unleashed.

Without further hesitation, He Feng clenched his fist and slammed it hard into Lin Fang's face, his expression ferocious.

"Old Deng, you want to get in the way, huh?"