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Wu Manyue's face showed a trace of confusion:
"The Human Clan and Demon Race are at war, you've killed so many demons, they'd hate you to the bone."
"How could they possibly give you intelligence?"
Jiang Fan took out the parchment scroll and glanced at its contents.
Then he asked Wu Manyue: "Why don't you talk about yours first."
Wu Manyue frankly shared her intelligence, spreading out the paper.
It contained a line of bold and powerful handwriting.
"Two hours ago, traces of the Hell Beast were discovered on Chongcui Mountain."
Jiang Fan's eyebrows raised ever so slightly.
One had to admit, Wu Manyue indeed had connections within the Demon Race.
And quite high ones at that.
If the news from two hours ago came from the Sea Charm, it likely had just barely been leaked.
This was the limit of intelligence the Human Clan could obtain from the Demon Race.
"What about you?" Wu Manyue looked at the parchment scroll in Jiang Fan's hand.
"An hour ago."
Jiang Fan replied.
