Inside the Northern Overlord Pavilion, Du Fei sat cross-legged on the throne, gazing up at the clear night sky, lost in thought.

"Du Fei..." Chu Ling, standing nearby, hesitated for a moment before speaking softly.

Du Fei reached out to gently rub the head of the Little Tiger resting in his lap and replied, "You don't need to worry too much. Although Zhang Tian indeed got the map to the Heavenly Thunder Pill, don't we have a copy as well? Even without his ...