Mu Feng ignored him, instead sitting down to recall the origins of the cultivation technique.
"I see you have nothing more to say. You're truly a newborn calf unafraid of a tiger. We shall see in three days!"
The middle-aged man squinted, casting a dismissive glance at him before leaving the conference room.
"Benefactor, I am truly sorry for putting you in such a difficult position!"
Qian Yuan was extremely embarrassed and hurriedly bowed deeply.
Mu Feng sighed, "This person's desire for gain is too strong. I wasn't trying to compete with him at all. I don't know what's gotten into him!"
"Mr. Ouyang is a globally renowned detective. Some arrogance is understandable, but he does indeed have his ways!"
"He said he could find the children within three days, which means the children are indeed safe, and perhaps can really be rescued!"
Qian Yuan's mood was already much better than before, as he believed the children were already saved.
Seeing this, Mu Feng couldn't help but chuckle, "Are you really thinking he can find the children?"
He stiffened, asking in disbelief, "Could it be? Did Mr. Ouyang misjudge?"
"You've all forgotten the most important and conspicuous clues. I really don't know what you're doing!" Mu Feng continued to shake his head.
Qian Yuan quickly picked up the list and studied it for a long time, but still found no clue.
"There are indeed no clues. Benefactor, is there some great secret hidden within?"
Mu Feng snapped his fingers and pointed to the birth date column.
"Look at the birth dates of these people. Is there anything wrong?" Mu Feng pointed to the inconspicuous small print in that column.
The font was extremely small, and if one wasn't young, they wouldn't be able to make out what was written.
Perhaps because of this, Qian Yuan and the other man had forgotten this most important clue.
Qian Yuan continued to shake his head, "I still don't understand. Benefactor, please enlighten me!"
"Their birth dates are all different, but their birth times are all concentrated at the Zi Hour. Doesn't this indicate a problem?" Mu Feng tapped the table with his knuckles.
Qian Yuan stiffened, and a chill ran down his spine.
He jumped up, his hands trembling as he clutched the list, "This, this is actually true? All at the Zi Hour? It's impossible for it to be such a coincidence. How can such a coincidence happen?"
Mu Feng rubbed his nose, "When things are abnormal, there must be a reason. This is the most significant clue. If we don't judge based on these birth dates, all our routes will be wrong!"
Qian Yuan's heart pounded, "Then, then what does this indicate? Benefactor, why are they all born at the Zi Hour? It's so strange. How can such strange things happen?"
"Legend has it that a long time ago, there was a demonic art that could absorb human essence and blood. This demonic art used the essence and blood of children born at the Zi Hour as sustenance to strengthen itself!"
Mu Feng paused and continued, "It is said that when this demonic art is mastered, one can achieve immortality!"
Qian Yuan found it hard to believe, "There is actually such a demonic art? It's too terrifying. No, absorbing the essence and blood of children? Then the children's lives are not..."
Thinking of this, he immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.
If Mu Feng's words were true, the consequences would be unthinkable.
"There can't be so many coincidences in this world. It must have something to do with the birth time!"
Qian Yuan gritted his teeth and knelt down with a thud, "Mr. Mu, you must find a way. The children are all innocent. The children of many employees in our company have been abducted. They are all innocent!"
This Qian Yuan was truly kind, willing to kneel for the sake of other people's children.
Seeing this, Mu Feng immediately helped him up, "Don't worry. I will naturally not stand by and do nothing. I already have some ideas, and it's easy to find the culprit!"
Qian Yuan wiped the tears from his eyes and choked out, "Thank you, Mr. Mu. Thank you so much. If you can save the children, it would truly be a great fortune. Buddha will surely bless you for your entire life!"
Mu Feng waved his hand, "You're exaggerating. It's just a small effort!"
"But Mr. Mu, what should we do? Where will the children be held?"
Qian Yuan was still confused. After all, knowing about the demonic art was useless.
"A place of extreme yin!" he said word by word.
Qian Yuan stiffened, and a chill ran down his spine, "What? A place of extreme yin? What kind of place is that?"
"This is a bit difficult to explain. I can only say that such places have extremely heavy yin energy. You could say that if a tomb were buried in such a place, the corpse might even reanimate. Such a place is called a place of extreme yin!" Mu Feng explained.
Qian Yuan swallowed and lowered his head fearfully, "Are there such places in this world?"
"You should be quite familiar with Hong Hai!" Mu Feng suddenly asked.
He nodded repeatedly, "I am a native here. I have lived here for over thirty years. There's nowhere I don't know!"
"Then it seems I've asked the right person. Do you know of any place in Hong Hai that is near stagnant water and also near mountains?" Mu Feng inquired.
Qian Yuan pondered for a long time, then his eyes suddenly lit up, "There are very few such places, but there is indeed one place in Hong Hai that fits your description!"
"Tell me about it?" Mu Feng was also very curious.
"There is indeed a stagnant body of water. Thirty years ago, it was a brickyard. Later, after years of excavation, a huge pit was formed!"
"Then someone wanted to develop it into a tourist attraction and diverted water from outside into the pit, eventually forming a lake!"
Qian Yuan paused and continued, "However, because it was stagnant water, the lake quickly became foul. It is said that many people committed suicide there, and few people would go to such a place!"
Mu Feng took out his phone and opened the map, searching for the brickyard. He was surprised to find that the brickyard was indeed backed by a mountain.
"There shouldn't be a second such place in Hong Hai City!" he asked.
Qian Yuan shook his head, "Impossible. If it were other places, I wouldn't know, but I am very clear about Hong Hai City!"
"Very good, it seems it's time to visit that brickyard!" Mu Feng's lips curved upwards. He was now certain the culprit was there.
Qian Yuan was extremely shocked, "What? Mr. Mu, you plan to go alone?"
"Why? Do you doubt my strength?" Mu Feng asked with a faint smile.
He stiffened, then recalled the scene of Mu Feng's rampage at Qingyu Taoist Temple, and couldn't help but feel relieved.