This Miyun Reservoir used to be a vital part of Jiangbei City, supplying water to the entire population.
But as the city grew, the reservoir got old and outdated, gradually phased out and left abandoned there.
Though the interior was backfilled to prevent accidents, plenty of derelict buildings still dotted the perimeter.
Being deserted, it vanished from maps.
That made it a perfect spot for the Red Buddha Society crew to use as a makeshift hideout.
After about twenty minutes, Xu Fei reached the outskirts of the abandoned Miyun Reservoir.
As he stepped out of the car, two figures emerged from the nearby woods.
Though they kept their faces hidden, their blood-red robes were a dead giveaway to Xu Fei—Red Buddha Society, no doubt.
“Where’s my master? Let the old man go, now!”
Xu Fei didn’t mince words, cutting straight to the chase.
“Less yapping! Bring what you’re supposed to, and we’ll reunite you with your master pronto!”
The two red-robed figures weren’t here for niceties, moving in to grab Xu Fei.
But Xu Fei wasn’t some pushover, the moment they reached for him, he broke free.
“Back off! Lead the way from up front, if you dare come closer, I don’t mind sending you to the underworld!”
Xu Fei wasn’t bluffing, as he spoke, his hands moved lightning-fast.
The two barely reacted before two glinting silver needles hovered at their throats.
One wrong twitch, and they’d be meeting their maker on the spot.
That taught them Xu Fei wasn’t to be trifled with, they clammed up and trudged ahead, leading the way.
Following them, Xu Fei soon got a look inside.
Once in, he saw the reservoir’s three-story office block, now a lair for the Red Buddha Society.
On the ground floor’s sprawling workshop, clusters of red-robed men lounged about, clearly society members.
His master, Mo Wentian, was tied up nearby, alongside another bound man.
“Master! You alright? Who’s this bloke?”
At Xu Fei’s shout, Mo Wentian snapped his eyes open.
“I’m fine, don’t worry… this chap’s the hostage they used to threaten me, otherwise I wouldn’t have given up so easily!”
Xu Fei had wondered before coming, his master wasn’t just a top-tier healer, he was a skilled fighter too.
No way he’d surrender to the Red Buddha Society’s ambush without a fight.
Now it clicked, they’d sussed out his master’s soft spot beforehand.
They’d used an innocent’s life as leverage, forcing Mo Wentian to comply.
Whatever the how, they’d got what they wanted.
“Well, well, this master-disciple reunion’s enough to bring a tear to the eye! But let’s cut to it—did you bring what I asked for?”
A tall, burly man strode out, his robe an especially vivid blood-red, likely the ringleader here.
