Chapter 81

**Knock, knock!**

The sound of knocking suddenly rang out.

The three people inside immediately stopped talking, exchanged a glance, and then Zhao Yun called out, "Who is it?"

"Delivery!"

The three of them relaxed their expressions.

Zhao Yun quickly walked out and saw a delivery man standing outside the door, holding a package.

The delivery man glanced at Zhao Yun and asked, "Who are you?"

"I live here, who do you think I am?" Zhao Yun said, "Give me the package."

The delivery man did not hand over the package but instead said with some caution, "You don't live here."

Zhao Yun felt a bit strange and asked, "How do you know I don't live here?"

The delivery man said, "I deliver packages here every week, but I've never seen you before. And it was always Chen Ge who came out to receive the packages."

"Which Chen Ge?" Zhao Yun asked again.

"Dong Chen!" The delivery man said, looking at Zhao Yun with a puzzled expression and asked, "You don't know Dong Chen? Who are you really?"

"Hahaha, how could I not know Dong Chen? He's my cousin," Zhao Yun laughed, "I used to work in my hometown, and I just came over today."

"No wonder I've never seen you before," the delivery man relaxed his guard and asked, "Where is Chen Ge?"

"He's out on business."

"Then can you sign for Chen Ge?"

The delivery man handed the package to Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun took the package and quickly signed, but noticed that the delivery man was still standing there, not moving as if he had no intention of leaving.

"Why aren't you leaving?" Zhao Yun asked in confusion.

The delivery man said, "Chen Ge always gave me a hundred yuan tip after signing for the package."

"Is that so?" Zhao Yun's heart stirred, and he asked, "Then tell me, what does my cousin look like?"

"Are you serious? You don't even know what your cousin looks like? Are you really Chen Ge's cousin?"

"Rubbish! If I'm not his cousin, are you? I just want to confirm if you really know my cousin, after all, there are too many scammers these days, I don't want to be deceived."

Seeing Zhao Yun's slightly angry expression, the delivery man laughed and said, "I see, okay, I'll describe Chen Ge's appearance to you."

"Chen Ge has a round face, very short hair, and a mole the size of a thumb on his chin, right?"

"Anything else?"

"Chen Ge's complexion is paler than normal people. I asked him about it before, and he said he was sick when he was young, and his complexion has been like that ever since, right?"

"Do you know how tall my cousin is?"

The delivery man glanced at Zhao Yun again and said, "You are a head taller than Chen Ge."

"It seems you're not lying, you really know my cousin." Zhao Yun took out a red bill and handed it to the delivery man.

"Thank you." The delivery man smiled and rode away on his bike.

Zhao Yun returned to the room and asked, "Did you hear what the delivery man said just now?"

Ye Qiu and Long Wang nodded.

"It seems this Dong Chen is likely a member of the Witch God Sect," Zhao Yun said.

"Whether he is or not, since we now know his physical characteristics, we should immediately issue a wanted notice and have our brothers help us find him," Long Wang instructed Zhao Yun, "Tell the brothers that whoever finds Dong Chen will receive a reward of one million yuan."

"Yes." Zhao Yun took out his phone and quickly made a call.

At this moment, Ye Qiu's eyes fell on the package.

It was a square, tightly wrapped. He weighed it in his hand and found it was not heavy, then tore off the tape.

"Be careful," Long Wang reminded him.

"Okay." Ye Qiu's movements were very slow and gentle, and it took him thirty seconds to tear off the tape on the package.

Opening the box, they found two stacks of cash inside.

Ye Qiu carefully examined the cash, which was all real, totaling twenty thousand yuan.

"Strange, who would still mail cash these days?" Ye Qiu muttered to himself.

Long Wang laughed, "That's not strange. Nowadays, people mail all sorts of things."

Ye Qiu added, "The sender must have a close relationship with Dong Chen if they are mailing him cash."

Long Wang nodded in agreement, "The delivery man said he delivers packages here every week. If we assume that each package contains cash, then Dong Chen receives at least eighty thousand yuan a month. The question is, who would give him so much cash, and what is it used for?"

"Could it be operational funds?" Ye Qiu asked.

"I think you're right," Long Wang said, "This is the Jiangzhou branch of the Witch God Sect. Besides Dong Chen, there must be others. They have monthly expenses, and this money is likely the operational funds provided by the Witch God Sect."

"I have another question. If this money is indeed the operational funds for the Jiangzhou branch of the Witch God Sect, why don't they transfer it via bank or Alipay, but instead mail cash?"

"I think the Witch God Sect might believe that mailing is safer, as online payments and bank transfers are easily traceable."

Ye Qiu glanced at the package again. The sender's address was blurry, and only the characters "Jiangzhou" were faintly visible, indicating that the package was sent from somewhere in Jiangzhou.

Moreover, the mailing date was 8:00 AM today, which meant the sender was unaware that Dong Chen had already left the branch.

Ye Qiu asked, "Long Wang, can we find the sender's address?"

"You want to find the sender?"

"Yes," Ye Qiu said, "Based on our reasoning, the sender is likely also a member of the Witch God Sect. If we can find him, we might uncover something unexpected."

"That's a good idea. We'll take two steps: one, find Dong Chen, and two, find the sender. Whichever one we find first, we can follow the trail to the assassin of the Nine Thousand Years." Long Wang said to Zhao Yun, who had just finished his call, "Both tasks are yours. Any problems?"

"No problem. If the sender's address is real, we'll find it soon." Zhao Yun started making calls again, arranging for people to find the sender's address.

Time passed slowly.

Before they knew it, they had been in the courtyard for almost an hour.

Zhao Yun's phone kept ringing, but no particularly valuable leads were found.

Ye Qiu decided not to wait and decided to use the tracking talisman again to trace Dong Chen's whereabouts.

He quietly placed his hands in front of him, formed a seal, and silently recited a spell. Suddenly—

Puff!

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

Ye Qiu's eyes went black, and he lost consciousness.