He looked just like a fortune teller from some back-alley street corner.

If Shen Bai were holding a long banner inscribed with the four words "Iron Mouth, Direct Verdict," he would look even more the part.

’Could it be that Lord Shen also possesses astonishing skill in divination?’

The carriage driver thought to himself, ’It seems the title "Eight Extremes Young Master" isn’t Lord Shen’s limit. Perhaps it should be Nine Extremes, or even Ten Extremes.’

At this thought, a look of adoration spread across the carriage driver’s face as he watched Shen Bai perform his divination.

Shen Bai, however, paid no mind to the carriage driver’s thoughts, focusing earnestly on his calculations.

After his Divination Skill reached Level 3, Shen Bai gained the ability to perform divinations. Furthermore, this particular Divine Power didn’t require any complicated tools; he only needed to make calculations with his fingers and could attempt to divine just about anything.

If he could divine something, he could. If not, it was simply beyond the scope of his Third-level Divine Power.

Shen Bai was just trying to see if his Divination Skill could actually uncover any clues. After all, he was facing far too many problems at the moment.

For all he knew, anything happening around him could be related to him.

That was why Shen Bai was being extra cautious.

As the Qi in his body was gradually consumed, the speed of Shen Bai’s fingers began to quicken.

After nearly the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Shen Bai finally stopped.

Immediately after, a faint, barely visible thread appeared before Shen Bai’s eyes, extending out from in front of him and stretching into the distance.

"That’s the direction of Nanxing Prefecture."

Seeing this, Shen Bai stroked his chin. "Get in the carriage. We’re heading to Nanxing Prefecture."

From his recent Calculation, Shen Bai had determined that the events at the post station were unrelated to him but were connected to Nanxing Prefecture.

And the thread was pointing toward a certain corner within Nanxing Prefecture.

Now that he had a lead, Shen Bai didn’t intend to waste any time. He wanted to get there sooner rather than later and see what was going on.

The carriage driver couldn’t have been more eager to leave. With Shen Bai’s permission, he quickly hopped onto the driver’s seat and waited for Shen Bai to board before leaving the cold post station behind.

But at that very moment, something abnormal happened.

SWOOSH!

A piercing whistle shot out from the nearby woods, sweeping towards the carriage driver.

Shen Bai glanced up and saw that the source of the piercing whistle was a Silver Needle.

A black sheen glinted from the end of the Silver Needle.

With just a single glance, Shen Bai knew it was coated in a potent poison.

"Trying to kill my man right in front of me? Aren’t you getting a little ahead of yourself?" Shen Bai said coolly.

With that, he drew Cold Moon from his waist.

Cold Moon transformed into a streak of light, and a burst of Blood Red Sword Qi sent the Silver Needle flying.

The carriage driver shivered in his seat. He heard a crisp CLINK, and when he turned his head, he saw that the Blood Red Sword Qi had shattered the Silver Needle into fragments.

A sense of danger washed over him, and the carriage driver subconsciously looked toward the dense woods within the post station grounds.

"Lord Shen, you mustn’t chase after them recklessly! Never enter a forest you don’t know—it’s dangerous!" the carriage driver warned.

The saying was a warning that in an unfamiliar forest with unknown terrain, the danger would multiply.

Besides, the driver was also worried that Shen Bai would get hot-headed and chase after the attacker, leaving him all alone at the post station where he would be completely helpless.

Shen Bai smiled faintly. "No need to chase them into the woods."

As soon as his voice fell, Shen Bai slowly thrust Cold Moon forward.

The next moment, a torrent of Blood Red Sword Qi erupted, sweeping through the entire forest before them at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the Blood Red Sword Qi swept through, the woods were reduced to ash, and a pained scream echoed from deep within.

Shen Bai made a beckoning gesture. A man, his limbs pierced through by the Blood Red Sword Qi, was held aloft by that same energy and flew rapidly toward him.

A moment later, the man was thrown at Shen Bai’s feet, where he convulsed uncontrollably in pain.

"See? That solves that," Shen Bai said with a smile as he sheathed Cold Moon.

Seeing Shen Bai’s smile, the carriage driver felt an inexplicable chill and couldn’t help but shiver.

’More than "solves that,"’ the carriage driver thought. ’That was downright terrifying.’

In his mind, Shen Bai had always been a gentle and refined young master. Only now did the carriage driver remember that before "Young Master," his title also contained the two words "Eight Extremes."

This man before him had never once shown mercy to his enemies.

Shen Bai paid no mind to the driver’s thoughts, turning his gaze to the man on the ground.

The man was dressed all in black, his face covered by a mask that was now stained red with blood.

A trace of fear was visible in his eyes, and it deepened, especially after he saw the smile on Shen Bai’s face.

"It’s good that you’re afraid. Once you’re afraid, I can get some answers," Shen Bai said, slowly walking closer.

But in the next moment, something abnormal happened.

Blood suddenly began to pour from the man’s eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. He collapsed, twitched a few times, and then lay still—a corpse.

Seeing this, Shen Bai frowned. "How did he die?"

He had laced his Sword Qi with a trace of poison precisely to prevent the man from committing suicide, yet he had died anyway.

"Lord Shen, in the Jianghu, there are many methods of remote control. I think this man was likely killed by whoever was controlling him from afar," the carriage driver said.

"Oh? How interesting. It seems they don’t want me to find out who’s pulling the strings."

Shen Bai raised his index finger and began the finger gestures once more. "But I insist on finding out who you are today. And then, I’ll finish this by pulling out the roots."

As Shen Bai performed his calculations, he activated his Divination Skill. A thread materialized, connected to its target, and floated off into the distance.

"Let’s go. We’ll pay them a visit."

Shen Bai grabbed the carriage driver by the shoulder. As the driver stared in terror, Shen Bai activated Divine Thousand Miles, and in an instant, they vanished, following the direction of the thread.