The Demon Lords

This sitting lasted all the way into the deep of night.

During the period, the princess came over to drape a cloak over Lord Zheng and then quietly left.

Actually,

the relationship between Lord Zheng and Dujuan wasn’t particularly good. In the early days, he just helped the Spy Bureau with some matters and met her a few times. Later, because of her connection with Lord Jingnan, Zheng Fan shamelessly called her "sister" a few times.

Sitting here,

mourning and reminiscing about Dujuan for so long felt too sentimental for Zheng Fan.

What Zheng Fan truly mourned was the Lord,

remembering how in the Skybreak Mountain Range, the Lord had asked him some questions on childcare.

At that moment, Zheng Fan could sense the humanity in the Lord.

In the past,

the world believed that Lord Jingnan violated ethics and wiped out his entire family for personal glory and wealth. But after his series of great victories, few spoke such words again.

Because it was obvious, if it were for personal glory, why not usurp the throne and become emperor?

In the eastern four states, the military had countless great leaders. Who dared to confidently claim they were better at warfare than Tian Wujing?

Moreover,

the Tian Clan,

was originally a first-class noble family of Yan.

"Sigh."

Zheng Fan shook his head,

continuing to sit there.

The moonlight tonight was hazy, spreading like silvery mercury on the ground.

Zheng Fan slightly turned his face, looking to his side, as if he could see the Lord sitting there with him, hair as white as snow.

"Why go through all this trouble?"

Zheng Fan’s head drooped slightly,

and he,

fell asleep.

...

In the Governor’s Mansion of Li Tian City, Liao Xian sat in his study, with a group of high officials from Li Tian City seated in front of him.

The report from Ying Capital City arrived later than usual.

The first one would certainly be sent directly to the capital, while exchanges between the various sections naturally lagged.

In the afternoon, Lord Pingye had already entered the city.

By dusk, news from Ying Capital City finally reached the Li Tian Governor’s Mansion.

At this time,

the Recruitment Envoy of Li Tian City cautiously asked:

"Lord Pingye, wouldn’t he be coming here to quell a rebellion too?"

Some present wanted to laugh, but couldn’t.

Because they suddenly realized, perhaps the colleagues in Ying Capital City were laughing this way too.

Everyone could only look at each other.

Finally,

Liao Xian spoke up;

"Move half of the Yan Army camp outside the city into the city, the remaining troops should be divided into two parts to keep an eye on the Jin Army camp;

Order the Jin Army camp’s deputy generals and above to the Governor’s Mansion, saying that this official intends to hold a banquet to reward them."

"Yes, my lord."

"Yes, my lord."

In any case, better to be prepared for anything.

Liao Xian picked up his snuff bottle, took a whiff, waved his hand, and said:

"Disperse now, each department and government office, go back and tidy up. If nothing happens, all is well, but should anything occur, the responsible office will pay with their heads."

...

Contrary to the maneuvers and tension inside and outside Li Tian City,

that night,

though Lord Zheng slept sitting on the threshold,

he had a restful night.

After waking up,

he stretched lazily.

At this moment,

a blind man happened to walk in from outside.

"Perfect timing, let’s have breakfast together."

Breakfast was simple, to be precise, there was no cooking in the mansion; it was bought ready-made from outside.

Zheng Fan and the blind man sat facing each other.

Lord Zheng ate noodles,

while the blind man ate porridge,

with many of Li Tian City’s specialty breakfasts arrayed on the table, very plentiful.

"My lord, I’ve completed the interrogation of the three from the clandestine sect."

"Mm."

Zheng Fan wasn’t surprised by the blind man’s interrogation skills.

"They are indeed from the clandestine sect. In the clandestine sect, there are no sect titles or ancestral court because what they do is inherently shady, so they couldn’t have an obvious mountainside to avoid vendettas.

Their base is in Quhe City."

"From Quhe City?"

"Yes."

"What are they doing here?"

"Because their mentor, known as the Tea Hermit in the clandestine sect, was captured by the Spy Bureau and is currently locked up in Li Tian City’s prison. This Tea Hermit is implicated in a military fund embezzlement case and will be escorted to Yanjing for trial. These three were planning to rescue their mentor along the way."

"That’s quite loyal of them."

"Otherwise, it’s because their mentor secretly hid all the wealth they swindled over the years, and only he knows the location.

They themselves said if it weren’t for this, they wouldn’t care about the old man’s life or death."

"Hmm, that’s honest."

"The clandestine sect has many tricks, and when you saw them, they had already used a trick on themselves, making themselves absolutely believe in their new identity, enabling them to be completely convincing when deceiving others.

Previously, they practiced under Tianhu Mountain, and after practicing, they went to the tavern to eat."

"That’s a bit convoluted."

"Purely a matter of luck and probability; just happened to be too coincidental."

"Hehe."

"Their practice was also to identify some issues; it’s a form of self-hypnosis, but it worked too well, causing the woman who hypnotized herself into believing she was the Sword Saint’s disciple to single-mindedly want to see the Sword Saint’s sword.

This is a type of self-hypnosis.

Because they had to face the people from the Spy Bureau, they couldn’t show any hesitation."

"That was quite a gamble."

They planned to use his name to take the Tea Hermit, a perfect decoy tactic.

"I think these three can be temporarily kept; they might be useful in the future."

"The Tea Hermit, locked up in prison?"

"Yes."