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Chapter 921: The Beginning of the Warfare Editor: Henyee Translations

The little girl obediently responded, “I understand.”

Chu Qingzhi beckoned the little girl, “Come, let’s go find the warehouse, and after that, the cellar. With such a large mansion, it’s very likely that not everything was taken when they left.”

The little girl followed her instructions, “Okay.”

Chu Qingzhi added, “We can look elsewhere for blankets and quilts, as well as fabrics and clothes.”

The little girl earnestly replied, “I’ve remembered all that.”

After searching, the two reached the warehouse.

The warehouse was located in the backyard and was locked, suggesting that it contained valuable items. Chu Qingzhi kicked the door open.

The little girl was startled but then admired Chu Qingzhi, staring at her legs. Despite looking slender, they were incredibly powerful.

The pair entered the warehouse to find several boxes amidst a largely empty space.

Upon opening the boxes, they were disappointed to find only valuable porcelain, not a single grain of rice—completely impractical.

Wiping her face with the back of her hand, the little girl expressed her disappointment, “There’s nothing here.”

Chu Qingzhi pulled out a set of teacups, “We can take these home for drinking water, aren’t they beautiful?”

The little girl took them, smiling again, “Beautiful.”

Chu Qingzhi patted her head, “Let’s keep looking.”

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“Yeah.”

At the cellar entrance outside the kitchen, the little girl set down the teacups, clasped her hands together, and prayed, “May the heavens bless us, there must be food down there.”

Chu Qingzhi smiled, opened the cellar, and climbed down the ladder.

The little girl followed slowly.

The cellar of the large household was spacious, filled with many pickling crocks, baskets, and cabinets.

Opening one of the crocks, they were greeted by a foul smell of rotten pickles. The water seal had dried up, allowing air in and causing decay.

Suddenly, the little girl exclaimed, “Ah, I found some dried radishes.”

Chu Qingzhi walked over to see several dried radishes, about five or six kilograms, “Let’s take these back, we can cook them later.”

“Okay.” The dried radishes were put into a cloth bag, easy to carry. The little girl grabbed the bag and headed towards the exit.

Chu Qingzhi opened all the cabinets to find them empty, then searched the surrounding area to no avail, “We can go out now.”

“Yeah.”

After searching all likely places in the mansion, they found only two items: a set of tea ware and a few kilograms of dried radishes.

The little girl, holding the tea set in one hand and the radishes in the other, treasured them greatly, “Fairy sister, are we going to look for more things?”

“Let’s take these back first, then continue searching.”

“Okay.”

The two searched three large mansions and finally found ten kilograms of rice in a rice container, although the rice had been mostly eaten by bugs, leaving little left.

Under such circumstances, having something was better than nothing. The little girl got a cloth to bag the rice, bugs included, to take home.

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Chu Qingzhi helped her bag it, then found a small jar of salt in the kitchen, taking it with them on their way home.

Exhausted from hunger, the little girl could no longer search, and at that moment, Xue Gui arrived.

At the city gate, Xue Gui greeted with a bow, “I have seen Miss Chu.”

He was a close associate of Tang Jinghong. Chu Qingzhi did not conceal her identity, “Have the medicinal herbs been loaded onto the cart?”

Xue Gui pulled back the curtain of the cart, “They are loaded, miss, please take a look.”

Chu Qingzhi climbed onto the cart to check, especially the turmeric, and seeing no issues, she jumped down, “Send it back.”

Xue Gui, puzzled, “Aren’t you coming with me, miss?”

“I’ll say goodbye to the little girl and catch up with you.”

“Okay.”

Chu Qingzhi returned to the county office and handed over the collected vegetable seeds to the little girl, “I have to leave now, you’ll have to make your own way from here.”

The little girl knelt and kowtowed, “Fairy sister, I will remember you for a lifetime, never forgetting this kindness.”

The old grandmother and others came out to see Chu Qingzhi off, “Miss, we will remember your great kindness.”

Chu Qingzhi smiled, “Take care, I’m leaving.”

The little girl looked up, her eyes filled with earnest desire, “Fairy sister, can you tell me your name?”

Chu Qingzhi replied, “Chu Qingzhi.”

The little girl etched the name “Chu Qingzhi” deep into her memory. “Sister Qingzhi, farewell.”

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Chu Qingzhi nodded and mounted her horse, riding away.

The sound of horse hooves faded into the distance in the empty county town.

The little girl knelt down three more times in the direction Chu Qingzhi had left, “Sister Qingzhi, may your journey be smooth. I hope we can meet again.”

…

Linzhang City, South Gate.

Before dawn, the riverbank near the south gate was already crowded with people. Both inside and outside the city, the people almost surrounded the entire area, with some even climbing trees.

Despite the crowd, it was eerily silent.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Everyone’s eyes were fixed on a large pit dug by the riverside, as if it contained some precious spectacle.

As the sky began to lighten, a troop of soldiers pushed through the crowd to the edges of the pit, standing tall and exuding an aura of invincibility like an unbreakable iron wall.

Between the soldiers, the crowd parted to create a pathway two meters wide.

After a brief wait, Tang Jinghong arrived on horseback. His face was handsome and commanding, dressed in a battle robe, his presence fierce and imperious, almost too daunting to look directly at.

He dismounted before the pit, proclaiming, “For too long, this divine ointment has caused suffering. Today, it shall all be destroyed here, witnessed by the heavens above and the people here, marking the start of the gunfire!”

The crowd cheered, “Good! Good! Good!”

Boxes of divine ointment were carried to the edge of the pit and poured in. The divine ointment looked unassuming in its dark green hue but was notoriously harmful.

Everyone watched this scene, hearts pounding with excitement, relieved to see the substance being destroyed.

Those who had suffered, losing families and homes because of this powder, cried on their knees, shouting praises to the heavens for this justice.

A staggering five thousand pounds of divine ointment were confiscated—a truly shocking amount.

Amidst the cheers, a stealthy threat approached.

Some assassins, disguised among the crowd, slowly edged closer to Tang Jinghong, armed with knives, sleeve arrows, and crossbows, determined to kill him.

Tang Jinghong issued another command, “Pour the lime!”

Mixing the divine ointment with lime would properly destroy it.

“Yes, General!” The lime had been prepared, and upon his command, soldiers swiftly began cutting the bags…

“Stop!” A masked figure in black descended from the sky, landing on a tree, “Kill Tang Jinghong, seize the divine ointment!”

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As his voice fell, countless figures emerged from the crowd, surrounding Tang Jinghong, launching arrows with their crossbows.

Meng Shengdong drew his sword, “Protect the general!”

Tang Jinghong’s personal guards quickly shielded him in the middle, blocking the arrows with their shields in an impenetrable formation, while hidden archers retaliated against the assassins.

In an instant, the scene was filled with flying arrows and a thick air of murderous intent.

Tang Jinghong, wielding a heavy bow, casually pulled an arrow from the quiver and fired at the masked man who had just given the order.

Anticipating that they would come for the divine ointment, Tang Jinghong was thoroughly prepared. He had even worried they might not show up. Now, it appeared the enemy had mobilized everyone they could. If he could annihilate them here, it would significantly weaken their forces.

The arrow flashed and struck the masked man’s face. He tried to dodge but was a step too late; the arrow sliced off the flesh of his face, leaving him in severe pain and covered in blood.

How could Tang Jinghong’s arrows be so powerful? They seemed like divine weapons.

Soon, a second arrow from Tang Jinghong flew towards the masked man, who again tried to dodge too late. This time, he lost an ear and fell from the tree in agony.

A righteous fighter quickly followed up, finishing off the masked man and then saluting Tang Jinghong before rejoining the fray.

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As the assassin spoke, the citizens had scattered and fled, nearly all gone but not far away. They needed to witness the destruction of the divine ointment before they could leave.

The assassins were numerous and highly skilled, but the soldiers fought bravely. For a time, the battle was evenly matched.

More and more volunteers joined, aiding the soldiers in killing the assassins.

After killing the leader, Tang Jinghong shifted his aim slightly to the left, and fired another arrow…

One assassin, unable to react in time, was struck through the chest by the arrow. The arrow’s momentum didn’t stop there; it continued to kill a second and then a third assassin before finally embedding itself deep into a wall.

The assassins, witnessing this, trembled with fear. How could Tang Jinghong’s strength be so great as to shoot an arrow with such force?

Inspired by their general’s prowess, our soldiers fought with renewed vigor.

Tang Jinghong drew another arrow, aiming towards a denser group of assassins, his triple shot causing them to sweat profusely.

To die without even realizing it—what a terrifying thought!

Seeing this, some assassins considered retreating, but this was not a place they could come and go as they pleased.

Soldiers stationed at a distance moved in, trapping all the assassins between them and the front-line soldiers.

Together, the forces quickly slaughtered the disorganized assassins.

Tang Jinghong roared, “Leave none alive!”

His command spurred the soldiers to even fiercer, more valiant efforts. Before long, all the assassins were slain on the spot.

Tang Jinghong declared, “The operation continues!”

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The crowd quickly regrouped around the pit. No one cared about the dead assassins, but the wounded soldiers were quickly brought to Tang Jinghong’s side, where military doctors were present.

The divine ointment and lime continued to be poured into the large pit, a process that lasted for half an hour.

A soldier reported to Tang Jinghong, “General, all is ready.”

Tang Jinghong looked towards the pit, “Bring in the water!”

“Yes, sir!” The soldier acted, opening a sluice nearby. Water from a pre-prepared reservoir flowed in, rushing into the pit.

The reaction of lime with water produces intense heat, incinerating the divine ointment thoroughly.

Only by this method could the substance be completely destroyed.

The water slowly covered the base of the pit, enveloping both the divine ointment and the lime. The lime began to emit heat, the water steaming and bubbling intensely hot.

Under the eager eyes of the citizens, the divine ointment was gradually destroyed…

The scene quieted down once more, everyone’s gaze fixed on the pit, relieved to finally see the end of the harmful substance.

This process lasted a day, and by evening, the divine ointment was completely gone. Light rain began to fall, as if the heavens too were blessing the people’s deliverance.

Having dealt with the divine ointment, the next step was to address those who sold it. All proprietors of opium dens and their associates were arrested. The proprietors were sentenced to fifteen years of hard labor, and the severity of sentences for associates varied based on their involvement.

Death was too easy; they should spend their lives atoning for their sins.

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Such measures were greatly satisfying to the public.

Linzhang City was cleansed of the divine ointment, and the surrounding poppy fields were completely destroyed. The farmlands were returned to the villagers, and all drug production sites were demolished, gradually restoring order.

…

Inside a room.

The Left Emissary walked in, and instantly the atmosphere became oppressive. The people inside scarcely dared to breathe. “Linzhang City has been completely destroyed. What are your thoughts?”

The voice of the Left Emissary was calm but inexplicably sent chills down everyone’s spine, making them shiver.

Hong Feiyun stood up and bowed, “Left Emissary, I will personally take action to eliminate Tang Jinghong with all my efforts.”

The Left Emissary looked up at Hong Feiyun, “You indeed need to show some results. Lord Yun has been quite dissatisfied with your recent performance. If you fail again, you know the consequences.”

Hong Feiyun’s heart tightened, and he broke out in a cold sweat, “Understood, I will not disappoint Lord Yun.”

The Left Emissary did not respond to this commitment. Disappointment was not expressed in words but shown through actions. “What about the person you were sent to find? How is that going?”

Hong Feiyun bowed lower, his voice subdued, “There is still no news.”

The Left Emissary’s eyes turned cold, and everyone felt as if they were in the depths of winter, “How many days has it been, and still no news? Are you planning to have Lord Yun handle this personally?”

Hong Feiyun quickly replied, “No, I will find this person as soon as possible.”n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The Left Emissary then turned to Wen Changyuan, who was responsible for finding new poppy cultivation sites, “The farmlands have been returned to the villagers. What’s your plan?”

Wen Changyuan stood and bowed, “I will immediately find new cultivation sites, places fertile yet hard to locate, to alleviate Lord Yun’s concerns.”

The Left Emissary spoke slowly, “The organization has lost many people recently. Mo Xiao, you need to recruit more to handle our affairs.”

Mo Xiao responded, “Yes, Left Emissary.”

The Left Emissary issued one final order, “Linzhang City is now completely under Tang Jinghong’s control. Withdraw all operations to the neighboring city. If there is another failure, you may as well pay with your lives.”

Several people responded resoundingly, “Yes, Left Emissary!”

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Chapter 923: Arriving at the Theater Editor: Henyee Translations

In the military camp.

Worried about the safety of the medicinal herbs, Chu Qingzhi accompanied Xue Gui back to Dalin. The journey there took a few days, but the return trip stretched over ten days, making Chu Qingzhi anxious to hurry everyone along.

Chu Qingzhi didn’t return to the military camp upon arrival; instead, she went to meet Zeng Huo to catch up on the events of the past twenty or so days, particularly concerning the Yun Organization.

She handed over the medicine and prescriptions to Xue Gui to give to Tang Jinghong.

Inside the main tent.

Xue Gui saluted Tang Jinghong, then presented the prescriptions and medical records, saying, “General, I’ve brought back the medicinal materials and the items you requested. Miss Chu has other matters and said she would come to see you this evening.”n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

“Remember, keep quiet about anything related to Qingzhi,” Tang Jinghong instructed as he took the items and inspected them. “Thank you for your hard work. You can rest now.”

“Thank you, General.” Xue Gui bowed and then left the main tent.

Tang Jinghong handed the prescriptions to Meng Shengdong, “Take the turmeric and these prescriptions to Doctor Fang, and tell him he’s in charge of what comes next.”

“Yes, General.”

Tang Jinghong changed clothes and headed to the kitchen to prepare a welcome meal for Chu Qingzhi.

Before long, an announcement was posted at the entrance of Linzhang City’s government office: “Those wishing to quit smoking, come to the government office for treatment.”

Half a month later, the entire city of Linzhang had successfully quit smoking, and life in the city slowly began to return to normal.

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…

In an inn, Lou Ze sat on a stool eating osmanthus cake, with a teacup beside him emitting wisps of steam. He waved his hand through the steam, quickly filling the room with a fragrant aroma.

Zeng Huo flew in through the window, “Sorry, it took me a while to shake off someone tailing me.”

Lou Ze took a sip of tea and asked, “Did you expose yourself?”

Zeng Huo was also puzzled, “I don’t know. Hong Feiyun has people following me.”

Lou Ze was not particularly interested in that detail and said, “Let’s skip over that for now. Tell me about any changes in the organization these past few weeks.”

Zeng Huo explained, “Quite a few changes. First, the Lord of the Left has come over personally to direct operations against Tang Jinghong. Second, Hong Feiyun is preparing to assassinate Tang Jinghong himself. Third, the organization has started to recruit members on a large scale. Fourth, members in Linzhang City are now moving to the commercial city.”

After hearing this, Lou Ze picked up another piece of osmanthus cake and began eating, “Prepare yourself, we’ll also head to the commercial city.”

Zeng Huo asked, “When are we leaving?”

Lou Ze thought for a moment, “Not sure yet, just be ready, and I’ll let you know.”

“Okay.” Zeng Huo agreed and then flew out through the window.

After finishing his cake, Lou Ze clapped his hands, went to bathe and change clothes, eager to meet Tang Jinghong since it had been nearly a month since they last saw each other.

…

Tang Jinghong personally cooked several dishes and took them to the camp, surprising everyone in the kitchen.

The last time Tang Jinghong had cooked was at the border when General Fan came to the camp with health issues from traveling too hastily, and Tang Jinghong had personally prepared some nourishing soup for him.

Who could he be cooking for this time?

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Regardless of the soldiers’ speculations, after cooking, Tang Jinghong bathed, changed into casual clothes, and sat at the table, handling military affairs while waiting for Chu Qingzhi.

Chu Qingzhi arrived after dark, an hour after Tang Jinghong had finished cooking.

A gentle smile appeared on Tang Jinghong’s handsome face, his eyes also filled with warmth as he stood up and gently embraced Chu Qingzhi, “I missed you.”

Chu Qingzhi wrapped her arms around Tang Jinghong’s waist, smiling slightly, “I missed you too.”

Tang Jinghong kissed Chu Qingzhi’s face and let go, “Are you hungry? I’ve cooked, have some.”

“Sure, I’m actually quite hungry.” Chu Qingzhi brushed her hand over the food, which immediately became steaming hot again. She took a seat cushion, sat down on it, and chose a comfortable position to eat.

Traveling had left her exhausted; her entire body felt lazy.

Tang Jinghong served Chu Qingzhi some soup, “This is black chicken soup, specially prepared to nourish your body. Give it a try.”

“Thanks.” Chu Qingzhi took the soup and began to drink, “It’s perfectly simmered, delicious.”

Tang Jinghong’s eyes were full of affection for Chu Qingzhi, “I’ll cook for you again next time.”

Chu Qingzhi served Tang Jinghong some food, “You probably haven’t been eating well either. Let’s have a good meal today.”

Tang Jinghong smiled and nodded in agreement. “Okay.”

As they ate, they chatted about recent events. Tang Jinghong discussed the happenings in the camp and the city, while Chu Qingzhi shared her experiences in Chen’an Kingdom. By the time they finished talking, they had also finished their meal.

Just then, a letter was delivered. It read, “Chu Qingzhi is performing at the Linzhang City theater.”

Chu Qingzhi glanced at the letter, “Jinghong, this seems like a trap to lure you out.”

Tang Jinghong pondered for a moment, lips pressed tightly, “Since they’ve gone to the trouble of sending this message, I must go and see for myself. You stay here and rest, I’ll check it out.”

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Chu Qingzhi grabbed Tang Jinghong’s wrist, “I’ll go with you. I want to see who is impersonating me.”

Tang Jinghong’s voice softened, “Aren’t you tired? Rest here.”

Chu Qingzhi stood up, adjusting her clothes, “It’s okay, I can rest when we come back.”

Tang Jinghong said no more. He fetched a cloak and draped it over her shoulders, “It’s a bit chilly at night, this will keep you warm.”

Chu Qingzhi wasn’t afraid of the cold, nor would she normally feel cold, but she accepted Tang Jinghong’s kindness without objection, “Let’s go.”

They avoided the people in the camp and used their light skills to fly towards Linzhang City, their figures landing on the rooftop across from the theater.

The theater in front of them was an old and expansive building, reputedly constructed a hundred years ago by Linzhang City’s wealthiest man to please his wife. It still looked quite magnificent.

Chu Qingzhi said, “Jinghong, you go inside alone. I’ll follow behind and observe the situation.”

Tang Jinghong replied, “Call me if you need anything.”

Chu Qingzhi nodded. “Okay.”

Tang Jinghong gracefully descended to the theater’s main entrance, looked around, and then walked inside.

Chu Qingzhi flew down into the alley, transformed into the appearance of Lou Ze, and after waiting a bit, entered the theater.

The theater was performing “Man Jiang Hong,” and it was quite busy, with not a single empty seat in the house.

“Excellent!” As the performance reached a compelling part, the audience clapped and cheered enthusiastically, the venue buzzing with popularity.

The arrival of Tang Jinghong caused a momentary hush over the crowd, but it quickly resumed its normal buzz, as if nothing had happened.

He scanned the room and did not see anyone resembling Chu Qingzhi; it indeed seemed like a real trap.

Acting nonchalantly, Tang Jinghong sat down, joining the audience in applause. Many snacks were laid out on a table beside him. Lou Ze, now in disguise, came in, sat on the opposite side, and casually started to eat the snacks.

Lou Ze, unfamiliar to Tang Jinghong, didn’t know if he would be recognized. “Join me.”

Tang Jinghong’s eyebrows raised, sensing something familiar in the eyes of this stranger, though the rest did not resemble Chu Qingzhi. He smiled, “Go ahead, they’re all yours.”

Lou Ze turned to look at Tang Jinghong, “You…”

Tang Jinghong pushed the plate of snacks towards Lou Ze, “They’re all yours, help yourself.”

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Lou Ze regained his composure, curious about how Jinghong had recognized him.

Tang Jinghong didn’t look at Lou Ze anymore; his attention was on the surroundings. Although it seemed peaceful, the faint traces of killing intent in the air were unmistakable to him.

The people trying to kill him were clearly from the Yun Organization, but why choose this place?

Lou Ze, while watching the performance on stage, discreetly extended his divine consciousness to envelop the entire theater.

He understood what was happening now; an interesting show was about to unfold.

At a commanding position on the second floor of the theater, a woman in theatrical costume stood puzzled. Why was Lou Ze here? And why did he enter just before or after Tang Jinghong?

With the recent failures within the organization, could Lou Ze have betrayed them?

If he was a traitor, thinking through the implications made too much sense. She quickly turned and headed to a room.

“Master, I suspect Lou Ze is the traitor.”

“On what grounds?”

“Last time, when we attempted to assassinate Chu Qingzhi, only Zeng Huo and Lou Ze returned. I’m unsure about Zeng Huo, but just now, Lou Ze and Tang Jinghong entered one after the other; they must be connected.”

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The person called Master’s expression turned cold, and after a moment of silence, they ordered, “Regardless of their relationship, go and lock the doors. Once we deal with Tang Jinghong, we’ll take care of Lou Ze as well. Better to kill wrongly than to let go.”

“Yes, Master.”

After leaving the room, she immediately instructed her subordinates to lock the front and back doors, preparing to trap Tang Jinghong inside.

Tang Jinghong, seemingly oblivious, sat calmly in his seat, enjoying the lively performance on stage.

“Many a soul sighs, yearning for the endless mortal realm…”

Clang, clang, clang—

Tang Jinghong rested his arm on the chair, glanced at Lou Ze, “Brother, have you had enough?”

Lou Ze popped a peanut into his mouth and patted his hands cheerfully, “I’m done eating, but it wasn’t very tasty. I’ll buy something better from a shop later.”

Tang Jinghong smirked, “Buying your own is indeed more fitting.”

As they spoke, a woman in a red theatrical costume took the stage and began to sing, “Fury boils over, leaning on the railing, as the gentle rain stops, I look up…”

Lou Ze admired the performer on stage, recognizing something admirable.

They say the world might harbor two people who look alike. If he didn’t know she wasn’t his twin, he might have thought she was his sister.

The performer looked nearly identical to Chu Qingzhi, even her gestures and expressions resembled her. Anyone not familiar with Chu Qingzhi wouldn’t be able to tell them apart.

Tang Jinghong also seemed momentarily stunned. Although the performer wore stage makeup, it didn’t obscure the facial features. He instinctively compared her with the Chu Qingzhi in his mind; she did look very similar. The only discrepancy was the eyes.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The emotions and thoughts of a person are often reflected in their eyes.

Chu Qingzhi’s eyes always conveyed calmness, fearlessness, and confidence, while this imposter’s eyes carried a clear purpose and an artificially crafted fragility.

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Lou Ze tapped his fingers on the table lightly, “Brother, any thoughts?”

Tang Jinghong calmly observed, “The real Qingzhi is elegant and confident, not petty like this. Even if their faces are similar, their auras are worlds apart.”

Lou Ze felt amused, “Later, that lady will invite you to meet. What will you do?”

“I won’t let her continue impersonating you,” Tang Jinghong paused, a flash of murderous intent briefly visible in his eyes.

A chill passed through the air, causing a few strands of Lou Ze’s hair to flutter.

Lou Ze grabbed a handful of sugared beans, “Brother, these beans are quite sweet.”

Tang Jinghong’s eyes softened slightly, “Want anything else? I can ask the staff to bring it.”

Lou Ze adjusted the dishes on the table to be more orderly, “No need, this is enough.”

Tang Jinghong tried a sugared bean; it was indeed quite sweet. “Let me know if you need more.”

“Alright,” Lou Ze continued eating.

As the act ended, the performer dramatically swung her long sleeve, pausing with a meaningful glance at Tang Jinghong before leaving the stage.

Lou Ze finished the beans in his hand, “Brother, she’s inviting you to meet. Are you not going?”

“The one who should be anxious isn’t me.” Tang Jinghong calmly sat, took a sip of tea, then after a short while, stood up and headed backstage.

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Lou Ze raised an eyebrow slightly, admiring Tang Jinghong’s strategic demeanor, which was full of allure. He called out to Tang Jinghong’s retreating figure, “Well said.”

Tang Jinghong gave a slight smile, turned the corner of the corridor, and disappeared from sight.

The second act on stage began, and not a single spectator had left the hall. It seemed as though they were there to watch the play, yet also waiting for something else.

Lou Ze grabbed another handful of sugared beans to munch on.

As Tang Jinghong made his way through the corridors behind the stage, a maid approached him, her demeanor respectful, “Is this General Tang?”

Tang Jinghong scrutinized her; she was clearly trained, possibly a martial artist. “Yes.”

The maid’s face lit up with surprise, “If you are General Tang, Miss Chu has been waiting for you for a long time.”

Tang Jinghong feigned surprise yet remained composed, “Who is this Miss Chu you speak of?”

The maid observed Tang Jinghong’s expression and responded, “Miss Chu Qingzhi, of course. Surely you haven’t forgotten her? She was in trouble, but our theater saved her. Initially, she wanted to find you, but due to the numerous assassins and her injuries, we had to keep her hidden. Out of desperation and concern for her safety, we couldn’t risk exposing her. However, Miss Chu couldn’t bear the separation any longer and thus risked arranging this meeting.”

They had crafted quite the story, and it seemed they had prepared thoroughly. Tang Jinghong pretended to be anxious, “Please, take me to her quickly.”

The maid hesitated for a moment, “General, please wait just a moment. Miss Chu is removing her makeup and changing clothes. She will come to meet you soon.”

Tang Jinghong acted impatiently, “Where is she? I’ll wait by her side.”

The maid inwardly thought his expressions were too genuine to be faked, “Seeing how deeply you care, follow me, please.”

She led Tang Jinghong through several corridors, then up to a room on the second floor, “General, please wait here. Miss Chu will be out shortly after she changes.”

Tang Jinghong thought to himself that the theater wasn’t as large as the route they took suggested. There must be hidden mechanisms or secrets within these walls.

It would be a shame to damage such a beautiful theater.

While Tang Jinghong waited, Lou Ze had disappeared from his original spot. By the time others noticed, he had made his way to the theater’s kitchen.

The kitchen housed a cellar that was more than it appeared to be.

The first level of the cellar was used for storing vegetables, but the second level revealed an underground theater mirroring the grandeur and decor of the one above, equally luxurious and splendid.

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“What on earth is the owner of this theater thinking?” Lou Ze mused as he descended deeper into the building. He could hear voices discussing quietly, though they were quite distant; the volume was low but didn’t impede his eavesdropping.

“Grandfather, our theater has been overtaken by thieves. This theater is a legacy passed down to us, and I fear it might be ruined in our hands.”

“Right now, preserving our lives is what matters. A building can be rebuilt.”

“But why did these thieves target our theater? Everything here is invaluable. I’m worried they might damage something.”

“Grandfather, must we just sit and wait for death?”

“The thieves are not ordinary; we are no match for them. Any rash actions would simply lead us to our deaths without serving any purpose.”

…

Lou Ze stopped in his tracks.

Hearing their conversation, it was clear that they were the true owners of the theater, now hiding here because the place had been occupied by people from the Yun Organization.

Lou Ze turned back; he had gathered enough information and didn’t need to investigate further.

Suddenly, two figures in black blocked his path in the corridor. “Lou Ze, the master requests your presence.”

Lou Ze smiled faintly, “Let’s go then; I was just about to look for your master.”

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Following the two men in black, Lou Ze entered a room decorated with red silk and shining candles, resembling a bridal chamber.

As he walked through, Lou Ze casually pulled at a piece of the red silk, and with a “rip,” all the silks swept towards him.

The opponent’s strategy was quite ingenious—using the softness of the silk to trap him, a form of attack without needing to lift a finger.

If he hadn’t changed his “shell,” he might have been captured…

Lou Ze stepped back, pressed against the wall, then ducked to the floor, avoiding the trap. He flicked a flame towards the red silk.

“Whoosh—!” The fire spread rapidly across all the red silk.

A scream erupted as a figure, entangled in silk, struggled frantically to escape but couldn’t, eventually being consumed by the flames.

The sound of many footsteps approached from outside…

Lou Ze slipped into a corner’s shadow, using the darkness to hide. Just as he concealed himself, the door was pushed open.

Several men in black entered, and the smell of charred flesh hit them, causing them to retch instinctively and hurry back out.

At that moment, Lou Ze silently appeared behind them and with a single palm strike, sent all of them to their deaths.

He dragged their bodies into the room, then made his escape.

Meanwhile, Tang Jinghong was led by a maid into a room, “General, the lady has been waiting for a long time, she’s in the inner room, please go in.”

Tang Jinghong stood still until the maid left and closed the door behind her; only then did he walk forward.

Just a few steps in, “Chu Qingzhi” emerged from behind a screen, looking at him with a face full of longing, “General…”

Tang Jinghong raised an eyebrow, noting how similar the two looked.

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He played along, knowing they intended to kill him. His goal was to gather more information. “Qingzhi, I’ve been searching for you for so long. How come you never sent word that you were hiding in this theater?”

“I was afraid of implicating you. There are so many in the eastern border who wish to see us dead, one must be careful,” “Chu Qingzhi” said, stepping closer to Tang Jinghong.

“That makes sense,” Tang Jinghong replied, continuing the conversation.

“Jinghong, did you bring people with you? Can you take me away?” “Chu Qingzhi” asked tenderly.

Tang Jinghong furrowed his brows slightly, “Take you away?”

“Chu Qingzhi” looked pleadingly at him, “They claim to be rescuing me, but in reality, they’re holding me captive. I don’t want to be controlled by them. Jinghong, please take me with you.”

As she spoke, she raised her palm discreetly, then quickly lowered it, the words “SAVE ME” written in her palm.

Tang Jinghong was momentarily at a loss.

Was this person sent to kill him? What kind of trap was this?

Tang Jinghong told “Chu Qingzhi,” “You might be mistaken, but I will now take you out of here. If anyone dares to stop us, they will pay with their life.”

“Chu Qingzhi” expressed profound gratitude, “Jinghong, then let’s go.”

She ran to open the door, only to find the person she feared the most standing there. She stepped back, her eyes filled with panic.

Hong Feiyun drew her sword and placed it against “Chu Qingzhi’s” neck, her eyes filled with murderous intent. She had intended for “Chu Qingzhi” to assassinate Tang Jinghong, but now the impersonator had used the opportunity to seek help instead. “General Tang, now that your fiancée is in my hands, what do you plan to do?”

Tang Jinghong remained composed as he regarded the scene before him, his deep gaze inscrutable. He countered, “What do you intend to do?”Nôv(el)B\\jnn

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Hong Feiyun pressed the blade slightly harder, causing a trickle of blood to appear on the impostor’s delicate neck. “I want her life. Is that acceptable?”

Tang Jinghong, realizing that the leader of the Yun Organization’s assassins was a woman, coolly responded, “That’s fine, as long as you can take it.”

Hong Feiyun was visibly agitated, “Do you doubt I dare kill her?”

Tang Jinghong dismissed her with indifference, “If you wish to kill her, go ahead. Don’t mind me.”

Hong Feiyun then realized that “Chu Qingzhi” had already asked Tang Jinghong for help, and she felt like a fool for her oversight. “In that case…”

Just as she was about to enact her threat, a loud shout, “Attack!” echoed through the area, halting Hong Feiyun’s actions as she quickly looked downstairs.

Her brow furrowed instantly, puzzled by the sudden arrival of numerous soldiers—hadn’t Tang Jinghong come alone?

Of course, it must have been Lou Ze, the traitor!

Hong Feiyun barked out an order, “No matter the cost, capture Tang Jinghong!”

She turned back to look into the room, but both Tang Jinghong and “Chu Qingzhi” had vanished. Her face turned ashen, “Pursue them!”

Assassins spread out in all directions to encircle and trap Tang Jinghong.

However, Tang Jinghong and “Chu Qingzhi” hadn’t actually left the room—they had merely hidden behind the door, successfully deceiving the flustered Hong Feiyun.

Once the commotion outside died down, Tang Jinghong stepped out from behind the door, ready to find Lou Ze.

As he emerged, Lou Ze approached him, “Let’s go. Leave this place to them.”

With so many soldiers around, none of the people here could escape.

“Wait for me!” “Chu Qingzhi” followed closely, clinging to Tang Jinghong, fearing he might leave her behind.

Lou Ze glanced at “Chu Qingzhi,” feeling as though he was looking in a mirror—this girl genuinely looked just like him, not merely a painted imitation.

Seeing Lou Ze’s scrutinizing gaze, “Chu Qingzhi” quickly hid behind Tang Jinghong, intimidated by his penetrating stare, unable to meet his eyes directly.

Lou Ze was puzzled by the uncanny resemblance between the two.

“Stop right there!” A sword suddenly thrust towards them from the side.

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Lou Ze swiftly blocked an attack with his hand while simultaneously pushing Tang Jinghong and “Chu Qingzhi” to the side.

Tang Jinghong drew his sword and lunged at Hong Feiyun, who dodged the thrust, missing the strike. Lou Ze then slapped Hong Feiyun, causing her to inadvertently lunge toward Tang Jinghong’s sword.

“Thwack—” the sound of the weapon piercing flesh was unsettlingly crisp.

Hong Feiyun looked at the sword impaled through her abdomen in disbelief. Why couldn’t she resist when she was pushed just moments ago?

Tang Jinghong withdrew his sword. “Chu Qingzhi,” standing at a distance, rushed forward in excitement, pulled out a dagger, and slit Hong Feiyun’s throat. Blood splattered over her. “I have finally killed you, avenging my family. I have done it at last!”

Hong Feiyun’s expression was one of shock and realization, succumbing to her wounds in resentment.

Lou Ze, utterly confused, remarked, “What’s going on? Is this some kind of internal conflict?”

Tang Jinghong whispered to Lou Ze, “I’m not sure either. When I went to the room to see her, she asked me to save her, even writing the message in her palm.”

Lou Ze thought to himself that something was amiss, “Let’s deal with these assassins first.”

They then split up to counterattack.

Just then, “Chu Qingzhi” shouted, “Your leader has been killed by us, any resistance will be met with death!”

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Lou Ze and Tang Jinghong ignored her and continued fighting. At such a critical moment, her cries were ineffective.

With the military pressing in and the formidable combat skills of Lou Ze and Tang Jinghong, it wasn’t long before they had eliminated all the assassins. The theater was soon filled with the stench of blood.

Lou Ze and Tang Jinghong descended to the ground floor.

Tang Jinghong ordered, “Check for survivors and secure the finances.”

This was everyone’s favorite moment, gathering the spoils after annihilating the enemy. Meng Shengdong responded, “Yes, General.”

Others took over the responsibility, leaving nothing for Lou Ze and Tang Jinghong to do. They stepped out onto the street.

Zeng Huo approached them with a bow, “I didn’t expect Hong Feiyun to personally engage and still be defeated by you two.”

Lou Ze looked at Zeng Huo, “When they deliver themselves to our doorstep, how can we refuse?”

“Hundreds of people, Hong Feiyun had indeed gambled everything,” Zeng Huo remarked, awestruck, “What’s next?”

Lou Ze proposed, “I’ll impersonate Hong Feiyun, and you’ll assist me in meeting this Left Emissary.”

Zeng Huo expressed concern, “The Left Emissary is one of Lord Yun’s ten close attendants, highly skilled and extremely sharp. He won’t be easy to handle.”

Lou Ze bluntly stated, “If that’s the case, then we’ll just have to eliminate him.”

Zeng Huo was nervous, “Be careful. If something goes wrong, and Lord Yun finds out, you might never see him again.”

Lou Ze secretly resolved to uncover exactly who Lord Yun was first, “I understand. I won’t act rashly.”

At least before killing the Left Emissary, he would need to master his mannerisms and tone.

Zeng Huo nodded.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

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Lou Ze then turned to Tang Jinghong, “I’m off. Take care of yourself and keep in touch.”

Tang Jinghong squeezed Chu Qingzhi’s hand reassuringly, “Be careful. Let me know in advance the next time you return; I’ll prepare a meal.”

Lou Ze smiled, “Sure.”

The two parted ways. “Chu Qingzhi” ran out from the theater, looking around, “Jinghong, where did that young man go?”

Tang Jinghong, with a stern voice and commanding presence, replied, “The name of this general is not for you to use casually. Mind your words!”

“Chu Qingzhi” shuddered with a chill, stammering, “Ge-General, have you recognized me?”

Tang Jinghong gave her a look that said ‘are you an idiot’, “I knew from the beginning you were not her. Now, who are you?”

“Chu Qingzhi” knelt down, “Forgive me, General. My name is Lan Qiongzhen, daughter of a theater troupe leader in the city. A year ago, a group of men in black raided our home, killed the entire troupe, and kidnapped me.”

“I was taken to a mysterious place where they forced me to learn everything about Chu Qingzhi.”

“I never wanted to learn about Chu Qingzhi, but if I refused, they beat me and threatened to sell me into a brothel. I had no choice but to comply.”

“I’ve been trying to find a way to escape, but the security was too tight, and I couldn’t get away.”

“It was only two days ago that I was brought to this theater. They instructed me to lure you in and then take the opportunity to kill you. However, I did not follow through with their plan.”

Lan Qiongzhen spoke earnestly, “General, every word I say is true. If you don’t believe me, you can verify my story in the city. Can you let me go?”

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Tang Jinghong looked at Lan Qiongzhen intently, “If I let you go now, you’d be killed the moment you step out. Do you still want to leave?”

Lan Qiongzhen, confused, asked, “Why?”

“Because you look like her!” Tang Jinghong scrutinized Lan Qiongzhen, searching for any differences between her and Chu Qingzhi. He finally noticed a small mole at the tip of her eyebrow.

Lan Qiongzhen pleaded urgently, “It’s not my fault I look like her. I can’t help it.”

“That’s something you might want to explain to the assassins, though they might not listen,” Tang Jinghong remarked coldly. Someone with Chu Qingzhi’s face could easily be used by malevolent forces to wreak havoc, potentially ruining Chu Qingzhi’s reputation in the army or among the public.

Lan Qiongzhen’s expression stiffened, realizing the gravity of her situation, “General, please save me.”

Tang Jinghong instructed, “Wear a veil. Come with me to the military camp. Without my order, you must not remove the veil in public, you cannot leave the camp, you must not meet anyone, and you must behave. Once the matters in the eastern border are settled, you will be free. If you disobey, you will be dealt with according to military law.”

Lan Qiongzhen, somewhat frightened, asked, “What is military law?”

Tang Jinghong spoke slowly, “Public beheading.”

Lan Qiongzhen was taken aback, “…”

She didn’t want to die. She still wanted to find her brother, see the destruction of the Yun Organization, and witness the end of all this before she could consider death.

Lan Qiongzhen solemnly vowed, “I will follow your orders precisely.”

Tang Jinghong no longer engaged with her. After the army looted the spoils of war, he returned to the military camp.

He took Lan Qiongzhen to Chu Qingning’s tent and stood at the entrance, “Qingning, come out for a moment.”

Chu Qingning immediately emerged from the tent. Her gaze briefly flitted over Lan Qiongzhen, who was veiled, then settled on Tang Jinghong, “Jinghong, what happened?”

Tang Jinghong, with one hand behind his back, explained, “This person will be under your care from now on. She will serve as your maid and assistant.”

Chu Qingning looked puzzled, “Who is she?”

Tang Jinghong instructed Lan Qiongzhen, “Remove your veil and show her. From now on, she is your mistress. Besides keeping your identity hidden, you have an additional duty to protect her.”

“Yes, General,” Lan Qiongzhen said as she removed her veil.

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Chu Qingning was overjoyed and rushed forward to embrace Lan Qiongzhen, “Fifth sister, you’re finally back! Your fourth sister has been waiting for you every day.”

Chu Qingzhi had communicated with Chu Qingning beforehand, so Chu Qingning knew that Chu Qingzhi hadn’t perished.

Lan Qiongzhen did not move, her eyes welling up with tears. She too had a sister, but everything had vanished when the assassins invaded, “Sister.”

Chu Qingning stiffened, releasing Lan Qiongzhen, and stared at her warily, “You are not my fifth sister.”

The scent on her was wrong, her voice was wrong, the feeling of her embrace was wrong, and Qingzhi would never call her sister, but always fourth sister.

She turned to Tang Jinghong, “What’s going on?”

Tang Jinghong explained in a low voice, “Do you understand now?”

Chu Qingning nodded, “If that’s the case, I’ll take care of her.” She beckoned to Lan Qiongzhen, “Come inside with me.”

Lan Qiongzhen bowed to Tang Jinghong and followed Chu Qingning into the camp tent.

Tang Jinghong returned to the main tent and summoned Wen Shaoyuan, “Keep a close watch on Lan Qiongzhen, do not allow any mistakes.”

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Wen Shaoyuan, the leader of Tang Jinghong’s secret guards, was always tasked with handling these covert matters.

Wen Shaoyuan cupped his fists. “Yes, General.”

Elsewhere, the persona Chu Qingzhi had adopted, Hong Feiyun, was successfully rescued and taken to a Yun Organization stronghold called Shangyun.

The Yun Organization was immensely large, spreading through the eastern border like a spider web, already infiltrating every aspect of the region. To eradicate this organization was no overnight feat, nor an easy one. The stronghold mentioned had over a hundred locations, this being one of the smaller ones, and it was also Zeng Huo’s first visit.

In a room, Hong Feiyun feigned severe injuries while Zeng Huo covered for her, bringing in a doctor for treatment. Now, she was resting in bed.

Hong Feiyu came to see her, “Sister, look at how miserable you are, you were beaten so badly.”

Hong Feiyun opened her eyes and slightly turned her head to look at Hong Feiyu, “Are you happy now that your sister is ‘dead’?”

Now that she had become Hong Feiyun, she couldn’t let Hong Feiyu become an obstacle; she needed to pull her in as an ally.

She hadn’t expected Hong Feiyun to still not have killed Hong Feiyu, nor had she ever taken the latter out on missions. Blood ties were not so easily severed.

Hong Feiyu’s face flashed with anger, “Hong Feiyun, you always think so highly of yourself. Just because you’re the older sister, do you think you’re so great?”

Hong Feiyun cut to the chase, “I’m giving Mu Xiao to you, from now on he’ll work for you.”

This statement confused Hong Feiyu, “What do you mean?”

Hong Feiyun repeated, “I don’t fancy Mu Xiao anymore, I’m letting him be yours.”

Hong Feiyu stepped back, incredulous and somewhat angry, “Why would you give him to me? Do I need your charity?”

“You’re my sister, we shouldn’t become enemies over a man,” Hong Feiyun earnestly looked at Hong Feiyu, “If I get involved, you’ll never be able to be with Mu Xiao.”

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Hong Feiyu’s rage almost materialized, “Why are you doing this? You act all conceding when I hate you, why? Are you expecting my gratitude?”

Hong Feiyun was even more sincere, “Because you’re my sister. After the life-and-death ordeal just now, I realized nothing is more important than family.”

Hong Feiyu stared blankly at Hong Feiyun, not believing her words. She knew how much Hong Feiyun liked Mu Xiao; how could she simply let go?

As she was lost in thought, Zeng Huo’s voice rang out from outside the door, “Master, Mu Xiao has arrived.”

Both Hong Feiyun and Hong Feiyu turned towards the door.

Hong Feiyun gave Hong Feiyu a look, it’s your decision whether to see him or not.

After a struggle, Hong Feiyu went to open the door. Seeing Mu Xiao at the door, her expression became complex for a moment, “Come in, my sister is severely injured and can’t be exposed to the wind.”

Mu Xiao glanced at Hong Feiyu and walked into the room, approaching the bed, “I heard about your accident and came to see how you were.”

Hong Feiyun looked at Mu Xiao, surprised that the person responsible for recruiting members into the organization was a scholar with a refined appearance, “Thank you.”

Mu Xiao, showing concern, said, “I also know some medical techniques, let me take your pulse.”

A doctor too? Hong Feiyun thought, wondering why such a person would join the Yun Organization, “No need, the doctors have already treated my wounds.”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Mu Xiao insisted, “I’m not reassured, let me check.”

This scene made Hong Feiyu breathe faster with jealousy; she always said Mu Xiao liked her sister, his concern was proof enough.

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Ridiculous, Hong Feiyun had just said she was giving Mu Xiao to her, surely she was just showing off.

The more Hong Feiyu thought about it, the angrier she got, and then stormed out.

Mu Xiao turned his head slightly, “Feiyu probably needs to go through some things before she can grow up, she’s still just a child at heart, don’t take it to heart.”

“I won’t hold it against her,” Hong Feiyun observed Mu Xiao’s expression, it seemed that Mu Xiao really did like Hong Feiyun, and treated Hong Feiyu like a sister?

As Mu Xiao took her pulse, he said soothingly, “You’re injured now, try to stay calm, I’ll talk to Feiyu.”

Hong Feiyun looked up into space, thinking to herself, Mu Xiao could even tell how agitated she was just by taking her pulse, his medical skills must be more than just superficial, “I know, my sister is always impulsive, you must really talk to her, she always listens to you.”

Mu Xiao paused, “Don’t misunderstand, I also just see Feiyu as a sister.”

So…

Mu Xiao saw Hong Feiyun staring blankly at him and felt somewhat unable to bear it, “Don’t you understand after all these years?”

She understood, but the ‘she’ he referred to probably didn’t.

At that moment, a dreadful guess formed in her mind: Mu Xiao liked Hong Feiyun, but Hong Feiyun, knowing Hong Feiyu also liked Mu Xiao, had never accepted him?

If that was the case, it was truly melodramatic to the extreme.

“Don’t look at me like that, I’m sorry.” Mu Xiao said awkwardly and hurried away.

Zeng Huo came in, “Did they all leave angry because of you?”

Hong Feiyun sat up in bed, “They’re angry at themselves, I haven’t got the time for that.” Love triangles, the most annoying.

Zeng Huo stroked his chin, “Leaving angry isn’t the worst, I’m more worried they might end up dead because of it, what’s our next step?”

Hong Feiyun thought for a moment and asked, “Where is Left Emissary?”

She needed to meet this Left Emissary to better mimic his behavior.

Zeng Huo replied, “Left Emissary has been at another stronghold for the past few days, you won’t be able to meet him anytime soon, luckily you didn’t see him, otherwise he would have to hold you accountable, do you know how much you’ve cost the organization?”

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“Looks like the next step is to regain the trust of Left Emissary,” Hong Feiyun said, dismissing her own concerns, “What does it matter to me anyway?” She changed the subject, “What does Left Emissary like?”

Zeng Huo looked at Hong Feiyun incredulously, “You’re not thinking of giving a gift, are you?”

“Why not?” Hong Feiyun retorted.

Zeng Huo crossed his arms, shaking his head, “Left Emissary has countless rare treasures. He won’t fancy anything you offer.”

Hong Feiyun asked further, “Then, does this person have any weaknesses?”

Zeng Huo thought for a moment, “There is one.”n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

“What is it?” Hong Feiyun inquired.

Zeng Huo revealed, “It’s said that Left Emissary has a son who is paralyzed. If you can cure his son, he would surely cover for you regarding this incident.”

“Fine, we’ll use his paralyzed son as our breakthrough.”

…

In a room somewhere, a man wearing an eagle mask stood in front of a window, gazing at the moon in the sky.

Behind him, a subordinate reported, “The assassination attempt at Hong Feiyun’s opera house failed. Except for Hong Feiyun being rescued, the rest were annihilated!”

The masked man burst into laughter, “Well done, well done!”

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The subordinate continued, “However, Master, the target Lou Ze you asked us to monitor disappeared after the assassination attempt. We searched the entire opera house and couldn’t find him.”

The masked man’s smile faded, turning to anger, “Vanished into thin air?”

The subordinate knelt, “Master, Lou Ze has always been elusive. We had difficulty capturing his whereabouts. Please give us more time, we will definitely find him.”

The masked man closed his eyes in resignation, not in a hurry, “After you find Lou Ze, don’t bother reporting back to me. Directly tell him that I know the whereabouts of the second batch of military supplies, and have him come to me.”

The subordinate replied, “Yes, Master.”

The masked man waved dismissively, “You may leave.”

The subordinate responded, “Yes.”

…

With matters settled in Linzhang City, Tang Jinghong led his army toward Shang City.

All the officials and citizens of the city came to see them off.

The magistrate watched the departing troops, “Fortunately, we had General Tang and Chu Qingzhi; otherwise, I might still be in a dark prison, and Linzhang City would have been doomed.”

The magistrate’s advisor concurred, “Lord, Chu Qingzhi and General Tang are the lucky stars of the eastern border.”

The magistrate nodded, “Send out an order, if anyone discovers the presence of the ‘Celestial Ointment’ within Linzhang City, they must report it to the authorities immediately. Rewards will be given for contributions, and failure to report will be considered complicity.”

It was essential to maintain the newly achieved peace.

Wen Jun became rode up on a fast horse, “Big brother, I’m going to serve the court now. Don’t worry about me. I’ve made many mistakes before, and now it’s time to make amends.”

The magistrate was greatly relieved; his brother had truly matured through this ordeal, “Be careful, and write to me often.”

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“Sure.” Looking towards the horizon, knowing he might not return, Wen Jun became somewhat sentimental, “Big brother, take care of yourself, and look after my sister-in-law and my niece and nephew.”

The magistrate nodded, “I will. I won’t let them suffer like before.”

“Big brother, I’m leaving.” Wen Jun bowed to the magistrate, then rode swiftly to catch up with Tang Jinghong.

Several other righteous warriors who had been observing from afar also decided to join Tang Jinghong. After this incident, everyone saw Tang Jinghong’s determination and had great confidence in him.

…

From Linzhang City to Shang City, the army needed to march for three days.

Three days later, the army encamped on the outskirts of Shang City, with tents stretching for miles, a magnificent sight.

Meng Shengdong entered the main tent, “General, Yan Zihao requests an audience.”

Tang Jinghong was reading a letter. Upon hearing this, he pressed the letter under a book and gestured, “Let him in.”

Meng Shengdong bowed and went to the tent door.

Soon, Yan Zihao entered, “I’ve come to see the general.”

Tang Jinghong looked up, his gaze indifferent, “What is it?”

Yan Zihao saluted and got straight to the point, “General, I wish to earn military merits.”

Tang Jinghong raised an eyebrow, “Earning merits is not as simple as saying so. Are you aware of the possible price, even risking your life?”

Yan Zihao did not hesitate, “I am willing to risk my life.”

Tang Jinghong regarded Yan Zihao with increased interest, “Even if it means getting nothing in return, you’re not afraid?”

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“Not afraid!” Yan Zihao said decisively. For someone of his background, living an inconsequential life was the true fear.

Tang Jinghong, seeing Yan Zihao’s determination, decided to give him a chance, “If that’s the case, I’ll assign you a mission. If you accomplish it, I will make full use of your abilities.”

Yan Zihao’s heart leaped with eagerness, “Please tell me, General.”

Tang Jinghong revealed, “I’ve just received intelligence that there’s a secretive cult within Shang City. Your task is to infiltrate this organization, clarify their personnel relationships, and most importantly, identify their leader. If you can confirm the leader, you don’t need to report back; just eliminate him.”

Yan Zihao’s heart tightened slightly, “Yes, General, I will complete the mission.”

Tang Jinghong cautioned, “While I say this, your safety is still the priority. Loyalty and capability are not merely demonstrated by dying; I value results. Do you understand?”

Yan Zihao had an epiphany, “Thank you for the guidance, General.”

Tang Jinghong waved him away, “Go now.”

After Yan Zihao left, Jiang Zhanglin entered, “I’ve come to see the General.”

Tang Jinghong examined Jiang Zhanglin. Although he was a noble son, he had been with the army without a single complaint of fatigue. For this reason alone, Tang Jinghong held him in higher regard, “Are you also here to take on a mission?”

Jiang Zhanglin bowed, “General, I wish to serve.”

Tang Jinghong was surprised, “Do you know that Yan Zihao has also taken on a mission?”

“I am aware,” Jiang Zhanglin paused, then added, “General, you must have assigned him to investigate the cult in Shang City.”

Tang Jinghong was quite taken aback, “Why would you say that?”

Jiang Zhanglin carefully explained, “At this moment, that is the only significant challenge you face, and with Yan Zihao’s eagerness to prove himself, it is the mission you would most likely assign him.”

Clearly one of the top scholars from the Imperial Academy, Jiang Zhanglin’s astuteness impressed Tang Jinghong, “You are correct. If he completes this task, I will indeed credit him with military merits.”

“That is only appropriate,” Jiang Zhanglin agreed.

Tang Jinghong considered him, “You lack martial skills and are too conspicuous, too eye-catching.”

He thought for a moment, “I want you to check out the surrounding villages and towns. I’ll give you three days to investigate. I want results after three days. Can you manage that?”

Jiang Zhanglin requested, “May I ask the General to assign some men to assist me?”

Tang Jinghong tapped his fingers lightly on the table, “There are no men in the army to spare for you. However, you can command Du Zhaolin and others as you see fit. I will issue a military order to that effect.”

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Jiang Zhanglin’s expression stiffened momentarily when General Tang Jinghong assigned him a few unreliable men, “Thank you, General.”

General Tang waved his hand dismissively, “Go on.”

In truth, General Tang already knew the situation in the villages and towns. Sending Jiang Zhanglin to inspect them once more was also a test of his capabilities.

The face of the former Grand Tutor couldn’t be ignored, but Jiang Zhanglin was also a talent worth developing. By putting him through these tests, Tang felt more assured about his future service to the great Ling Empire.

Du Zhaolin, Rong Shennning, and Yi Chuanchuan immediately received a military order, instructing them to follow Jiang Zhanglin’s arrangements under penalty of twenty military canes for disobedience.

Du Zhaolin, holding a sieve, joked, “Our delicate skins can’t handle twenty lashes. Wouldn’t that kill us?”

Gambling was forbidden in the camp to avoid the cane, and he had been holding back because he feared for his buttocks.

Rong Shennning lazily lay on his bed, “I want to sleep, not interested in completing any missions.”

Yi Chuanchuan was packing his bag and scoffed, “You lazy bugs are good for nothing. What else can you do besides being parasites? Useless!”

Du Zhaolin gripped the sieve tighter, his fingers whitening with anger, “Who are you calling useless?”

Yi Chuanchuan glanced at the two, “If the shoe fits, wear it!”

He wasn’t afraid of them. This was a military camp; if they dared to start a fight, he was ready to retaliate. Their pathetic skills meant nothing to him; he could flatten them in minutes.

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Du Zhaolin and Rong Shennning approached Yi Chuanchuan threateningly, cracking their knuckles as if ready to fight.

Yi Chuanchuan put down his bag and stared them down coolly, “I’m warning you, I don’t hold back in a fight, and if you get hurt, don’t blame me!”

“Yi Chuanchuan, we’ve tolerated you for a long time!” Du Zhaolin swung a punch at Yi Chuanchuan’s face.

Yi Chuanchuan ducked, swiftly turned around, and kicked Du Zhaolin’s buttocks, “You think you’ve tolerated me? You think I haven’t tolerated you?”

Du Zhaolin fell forward, his nose hitting the ground, blood gushing instantly, “It hurts, it hurts…”

Rong Shennning rushed to help Du Zhaolin up, then aimed a kick at Yi Chuanchuan, “You’re hitting too hard, I need to teach you a lesson.”

Yi Chuanchuan raised his leg too, and their feet collided.

Rong Shennning stumbled backward, pulling Du Zhaolin with him as they both fell to the ground, their rear ends aching, “Ouch…”

Yi Chuanchuan casually retracted his leg, “I told you, I know martial arts. You two are just fluff, dealing with you is as easy as eating.”

Rong Shennning gasped in pain, “Yi Chuanchuan, I’ll remember this. Wait till we get back to the capital, I’ll make sure you regret this.”

“Is that so? Shouldn’t I get some retribution now then?” Yi Chuanchuan sneered as he approached them.

The two slowly moved backward, fearing another bout of Yi Chuanchuan’s wrath. The pain was too much.

Du Zhaolin clutched the sieve, ready to throw it at Yi Chuanchuan if he came closer, “Yi Chuanchuan, we came from the capital together. My father is closely watching my progress, if you dare to hit me, my father won’t let your family off in the court.”

Yi Chuanchuan paused, but then thought, they would target his family regardless of the excuse, “Threats won’t work on me. I’m not scared.”

Seeing Yi Chuanchuan was serious, Rong Shennning hurriedly added, “Yi Chuanchuan, if you dare hit me…”

Yi Chuanchuan punched Rong Shennning, giving him a black eye. After hitting him, he mockingly asked, “So what if I hit you?”

Rong Shennning was speechless…

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Yi Chuanchuan also punched Du Zhaolin, giving him a matching black eye, “You like to gang up, right? I’ll let you share the pain!”

Rong Shennning and Du Zhaolin’s eyes blazed with rage, Rong Shennning roared, “Yi Chuanchuan, we’re sworn enemies now.”

Yi Chuanchuan shrugged, “Whatever.”

At that moment, the tent flap was lifted and Jiang Zhanglin entered, “Are your things packed? We need to leave soon.”

Yi Chuanchuan turned and smiled, “I’m ready, not sure about them.”n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“We’ll be ready in a moment.” Facing the threat of military discipline, Rong Shennning and Du Zhaolin hurriedly got up and looked sheepishly at Jiang Zhanglin, feeling somewhat shamed by their disheveled state.

Jiang Zhanglin observed their black eyes, glanced at the sky, and noted the symmetry of their appearance.

The two quickly went to pack their things. Seeing them pack as if they were going on a spring outing, Yi Chuanchuan dumped out their excessive supplies, keeping only a few necessary items of clothing, “Let’s go.”

Jiang Zhanglin patiently waited on the side. Once all three were ready, he said, “The General has given us only three days to complete this mission. If we don’t clarify the situation within three days, this mission will be considered a failure, and no military merits will be recorded.”

Yi Chuanchuan asked with surprise, “From what you’re saying, if we succeed, we’ll get military merits?”

Jiang Zhanglin nodded, “Yes.”

“Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s go.” Yi Chuanchuan thought to himself that if he earned military merits, it would prove his maturity and reliability back home.

Du Zhaolin was indifferent.

Rong Shennning felt a spark of motivation. As the grandson of the Prime Minister, if he could earn military merits, he would be even more cherished when he returned home.

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Right, this mission to scout the area had no inherent danger; he was determined to succeed and gain those merits.

With their own thoughts, they set off under Jiang Zhanglin’s leadership.

Yan Zihao watched their departing figures, his gaze deepening. Everyone wanted to earn military merits, but were military honors that easy to come by?

He went back to pack his things and left the camp after dark.

Inside the main tent.

Tang Jinghong inquired, “Have they all left?”

Meng Shengdong replied, “Yes, General, they have all left. Yan Zihao left after dark. General, should we send someone to protect them covertly?”

Tang Jinghong instructed, “Assign one person to each, but remind them not to intervene unless their lives are in danger.”

Meng Shengdong affirmed, “Yes, General.”

Tang Jinghong then penned a confidential letter to be sent to the capital.

…

At the Shangyun Stronghold.

Having explored the area for three days, Chu Qingzhi had a clear understanding of the entire stronghold.

The Shangyun Stronghold was located in the mountains near Shang City, resembling a bandit’s den but with beautifully constructed buildings that occupied a large area. The entire expanse was part of the Shangyun Stronghold.

Surrounded by dense, towering trees, the stronghold was invisible from the outside unless viewed from the sky.

Near a waterfall.

Zeng Huo returned from the outside, “Master, General Tang’s army has now encamped outside Shang City.”

“They’re moving fast this time. Does he have any other moves?” Hong Feiyun asked, catching raindrops from the waterfall, cool to the touch.

Zeng Huo found it odd, “I only saw a few scholars leaving the camp, no other activity.”

They were either scholars or minor hooligans; what could they do? Hong Feiyun didn’t understand Tang Jinghong’s strategy but assumed he had his reasons, “Never mind what Tang Jinghong is doing. Has Left Emissary returned?”

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Zeng Huo had come specifically to convey this news to Hong Feiyun, “He’s back, and he will probably summon you soon.”

As the saying goes, speak of the devil and he appears. A man flew in and landed in front of them, “Red Hall Master, Left Emissary requests your presence.”

The title of Hall Master was Hong Feiyun’s rank within the Yun Organization, known to all as the Red Hall Master.

Hong Feiyun nodded, “Lead the way.”

In the room, Left Emissary sat prominently, exuding an icy aura, his eyes dark and cold, more terrifying than those of a venomous snake, “Hong Feiyun, how do you explain yourself this time?”

Hong Feiyun clutched her chest to feign severe injury, coughing twice, “Left Emissary, I did not anticipate that Tang Jinghong would use himself as bait to set a trap, nor did I expect Lan Qiongzhen’s feigned allegiance when she actually did not assassinate Tang Jinghong but sought his help instead.”

It was unexpected for such endurance from this woman. Left Emissary looked at Hong Feiyun, “You said you would take your own life as penance for this failure.”

Hong Feiyun quickly responded, “I did say that, but I’ve ‘died’ once before, and now I no longer wish to die. Left Emissary, I have a proposal to exchange for my life, if you would hear it?”

“Speak,” Left Emissary’s gaze was icy, seeing her as good as dead, someone had to be accountable.

Hong Feiyun hinted, “The individual Left Emissary asked me to find has been located, and his medical skills are unparalleled. He could cure your son’s paralysis…”

At the mention of “curing paralysis,” Left Emissary’s gaze sharpened instantly, “Do you understand what you are saying?”

Hong Feiyun calmly stated, “I do, which is why I wonder if Left Emissary would grant me an opportunity.”

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The matter of his son was a sore spot for him. If there was a chance to resolve this issue, he would pay any price. Left Emissary promised, “If you can indeed bring this person into our organization, then I will consider this matter resolved.”

Hong Feiyun straightforwardly said, “It’s a deal!”

But Left Emissary was not so easily fooled and demanded sternly, “How much time?”

Hong Feiyun showed a slightly troubled expression, “I will go speak to him tomorrow.”

Left Emissary fixed his gaze on Hong Feiyun, “I await your news.”

“Yes.” Hong Feiyun bowed and left.

Exiting the room, Hong Feiyun glanced back slightly; she understood Zeng Huo’s feelings now. Left Emissary was like a dangerous block of ice, ever ready to crash down upon you.

Back at her residence, Zeng Huo approached, “How did it go?”

Hong Feiyun glanced at Zeng Huo, her gaze lingering on a nearby daffodil, “When have I ever failed to handle a situation?”

Zeng Huo breathed a sigh of relief but quickly grew anxious again, “Where are we going to find this mysterious person?”

Hong Feiyun pointed at herself, “Aren’t I the obvious choice?”

Zeng Huo was taken aback, “What about Hong Feiyun?”

Hong Feiyun pointed at Zeng Huo, a playful smile on her face, “Who better than you?”

Zeng Huo squirmed, “I’m a man.”n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Hong Feiyun crossed her arms, looking at Zeng Huo, “Changing appearance isn’t changing gender, don’t overthink it.”

Zeng Huo was overwhelmed, “Can’t we find someone else? I don’t want to do this…”

Hong Feiyun cut him off, “Enough, stop complaining. Don’t you want to leave this place sooner?”

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Zeng Huo had no comeback. He dreamt of the Yun Organization falling apart so he could leave this bloody and dangerous life behind.

Hong Feiyun whispered, “If you want out, follow my lead. Otherwise, you and your wife might be separated forever.”

Zeng Huo knew she spoke the truth. After struggling internally for a moment, he relented, “Alright, I agree.”

Hong Feiyun spoke louder intentionally, “Since we’re prepared, let’s go invite that person right away.” There were spies nearby, hiding behind a house.

Zeng Huo looked around subtly, “Alright, I’ll get ready.”

…

Hong Feiyun and Zeng Huo moved swiftly through the dense forest, disappearing in the blink of an eye. The person tracking them lost their trail and stepped out of hiding.

Hong Feiyun appeared behind him and knocked him out with a palm strike.

Zeng Huo was puzzled, “We had already evaded him, why did you come back to knock him out?”

Hong Feiyun explained, “If he realizes he lost our trail, he’ll immediately report back to Left Emissary, and that would arouse suspicion. By knocking him out, he won’t dare mention losing us later. The person we bring back will then be more credible to Left Emissary.”

“People tend to trust their preconceptions. Once those are set, it takes a lot of effort to turn them around.”

Hong Feiyun pointed at the unconscious man, “Hide him. He’ll wake up when it gets dark. We’ll head back first, and everything will fall into place.”

Zeng Huo, admiring Hong Feiyun’s cunning, nodded in agreement, “Right.”

He dragged the man into a dense thicket, hiding him well.

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After ensuring the man was well-hidden, Zeng Huo emerged from the bushes and asked Hong Feiyun, “What’s our next move?”

“Follow me.” Hong Feiyun led Zeng Huo to the top of a peak, then sat down cross-legged, waiting for the sunset.

Zeng Huo looked at Hong Feiyun, “Shall I go get some food?”

Hong Feiyun waved her hand, “Go ahead, bring back some peanut candy too, and make it a generous amount.” Peanut candy was brought by traders to this region, and she was feeling nostalgic for Chu village.

“Okay.” Zeng Huo took off, leaving the peak.

…

Mu Xiao went looking for Hong Feiyun, but found she wasn’t in her house, “Where is the Red Hall Master?”

The maid at the door replied, “She went to help Left Emissary find someone.”

Mu Xiao frowned, concerned about Hong Feiyun’s wellbeing as she was supposed to be recuperating from serious injuries. The thought of her venturing out worried him further, “Find someone? When did she leave?”

“Half an hour ago,” the maid responded. “She said it was to find someone who could treat Left Emissary’s son.”

“Who are they looking for?” Mu Xiao knew Left Emissary’s son was paralyzed; he had visited several times himself without success, “Who could possibly cure him?”

The maid lowered her head, “I don’t know, only the Red Hall Master knows.”

Something felt off to Mu Xiao, “Which direction did they go?”

The maid pointed, “Northwest.”

Without hesitation, Mu Xiao pursued them.

After he had left, Red Feiyu approached, speaking briefly with the maid before following in Mu Xiao’s direction.

On the mountaintop, Hong Feiyun saw Mu Xiao approaching and muttered under her breath, annoyed, “Why is Mu Xiao getting involved now? And now Red Feiyu is coming too?”

Hong Feiyun massaged her temples, “What are they up to?”

Suddenly, she realized Mu Xiao was nearing the place where they had hidden the unconscious man. Mu Xiao was perceptive and deep-thinking; if he discovered the knocked-out man, he might suspect her.

With no choice, Hong Feiyun quickly descended to intercept him, “Why are you here?”

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