Shi Lang left the big city and was handling the clean up of the monks when after seven days, he received the intel from Zen Lei. The old monk said, "Sir Shi, what you seek lies in the centre of the land. Be careful, you would need to pass through seven layers to find the core."
Shi Lang rolled his eyes at the way this man said things. Like unnecessary dramatization of the situation, and for what? The young man raised his hand and checked the holographic map. After a few minutes he managed to locate the place that was described as the centre of the land. It turned out to be a small secluded island that sat between a pond.
The satellite scan displayed seven layers of security spanning over fourteen hundred kilometres. The young man sighed and said, "Raksha, what shall we do?"
The sword spirit appeared beside him and said, "Well, if you attack the first layer of the people, then it would attract attention from the monks in the back."
