Chapter 1398

"Developing to this point in just a few short years, Island Master He is truly remarkable." General Chongwu toasted He Lingchuan.

At this time, a table of guests outside was discussing the Black Armor Army, as if they were having a dispute; the sound came through the door crack, every word and sentence reaching their ears.

Fan Shuang started a topic: "Recently, this Nine Nether Emperor and the Black Armor Army have been making a big splash outside the Yao Nation."

General Chongwu swirled his wine cup: "I've heard. This so-called Nine Nether Emperor, I seem to have crossed paths with him."

As soon as this was said, both Fan Shuang and Commander Zhao sat up straight: "Really?"

"Just 'seem', I don't know if it's true or not." General Chongwu continued, "A few months ago, I led troops to encircle and suppress the Three-Tailed Fox Demon. Originally, that nest of foxes had been trapped by me and was about to become a turtle in a jar, but for some reason, they escaped the encirclement without any warning."

Both Fan Shuang and Commander Zhao nodded. That major accident was something they had heard of too.

"Now that I think about it, I was unlucky. I chased the Three-Tailed Fox Demon to Jing Mountain, just in time for the birth of that famous evil armor, the Luo Sheng Armor. There was a person wearing a dragon-head mask and riding a bird demon flying in the sky, instigating the Luo Sheng Armor to attack me."

Fan Shuang was confused: "Luo Sheng Armor?"

"That is the precious armor worn by the founding emperor of the Flash Gold Empire a thousand years ago. It can bring powerful strength to the user. It is said that it is born every so many years, bringing a storm of blood and wind." Commander Zhao explained a few sentences to him, then turned to ask General Chongwu, "The uninvited guest wore a dragon-head mask? I haven't heard of this detail."

General Chongwu's failure in encirclement a few months ago was something he had heard of as a palace guard, but he didn't know there were such details. "Dragon-head mask? That so-called 'Nine Nether Emperor' seems to be wearing a dragon-head mask. Was he also wearing black armor at the time?"

"No, only wearing a black night-traveling suit, riding a strange-looking big bird." General Chongwu pondered. "Bird demons that can carry people to fly in the sky are very few."

In the current spiritual energy, it is still very difficult to raise bird demons of that size and supernatural power.

"The dragon-head mask isn't unique to the Nine Nether Emperor." Fan Shuang laughed. "Conversely, if that really was the Nine Nether Emperor, neither wearing that iconic black armor nor having personal guards, and not even coming down to fight you—"

He Lingchuan interrupted: "It means General Chongwu is a good person."

Several people were stunned, thought about it, and all laughed.

Yes, the Nine Nether Emperor kills a villain with thunderous means every time he appears. If the one General Chongwu met was really the Nine Nether, and he didn't personally come down to the field, nor did he chase General Chongwu, doesn't that mean the latter had no path to certain death? "Maybe he didn't dare to come down." General Chongwu drank a cup of wine. "At that time, he was just one person, and I had tens of thousands of troops beside me."

"Not bad, the Nine Nether Emperor kills targets who are notorious, but in terms of strength, it's not necessarily very strong." Commander Zhao agreed. "Eliminating evil, but not picking hard targets."

Fan Shuang also took up the topic: "Just looking at how he has never committed crimes in our Yao Nation, we know he is a smart person."

He Lingchuan raised his cup and smiled: "Not bad, exactly so! Come, drink."

After two rounds of wine, a tapping sound rang out at the door, very inconspicuous in the pouring rain. But both He Lingchuan and General Chongwu had sharp hearing and could hear it the first time.

He Lingchuan pretended not to hear and continued to drink. Commander Zhao immediately said: "Someone is knocking."

General Chongwu only then raised his volume: "Come in!"

It was Wanshou Feng who entered.

He bowed to everyone before leaning into He Lingchuan's ear: "There's a change."

He Lingchuan's heart sank, but his face remained indifferent, smiling at everyone: "You guys drink first, I'll be right back."

Fan Shuang poured wine: "I said so, Island Master He is a busy man, even on this rainy day he has business to manage."

General Chongwu said immediately: "And Island Master He and I haven't drunk enough, hurry back!"

He Lingchuan smiled, turned, and left the private room.

Going to the corridor connecting the front and back courtyards, there was no one, only the sound of rain all around. He Lingchuan casually placed a barrier: "What's wrong?"

"The target's speed suddenly increased, I'm afraid he will arrive early."

He Lingchuan's face sank.

The target Wanshou Feng referred to was, of course, Xue Zongwu.

When He Lingchuan confronted Xue Zongwu at the pier, Wanshou Feng had quietly crushed the pupa of the tracking bee and smeared it on the belt of one of Xue Zongwu's personal guards.

People traveling away from home might bring changes of clothes, but they usually don't change their belts. So He Lingchuan could track Xue Zongwu's movements—the effective tracking range of the tracking bee compass was huge.

This compass was in Wanshou Feng's hands, and he monitored it in real-time.

At Xue Zongwu's pace, it would be good if he could arrive before midnight, so He Lingchuan had ample time to set off smoke bombs and then rush over calmly.

Now Wanshou Feng suddenly came to find him, which was because he discovered Xue Zongwu's movement had accelerated on the compass.

"Perhaps he also wants to arrive in Mangzhou a bit earlier?" He Lingchuan's gaze flickered. "When will he arrive?"

"At the current speed, it's at most two hours later." Wanshou Feng also knew this news was terrible; the master going from Zhuo'an to Mangzhou took at least an hour and a half.

"I cannot be late." He Lingchuan had pre-arranged some layouts for tonight's action; once he was late, everything would fall through.

At that time, if he wanted to strike again, the difficulty would rise straight up.

He had to set off as soon as possible.

He Lingchuan looked back at the private room. Fan Shuang and Commander Zhao were both easy to deal with; having traveled together for so long, he had already figured out their temperaments and could aim at the target.

But the newly emerged General Chongwu was harder to deal with.

Although General Chongwu appeared calm and indifferent, He Lingchuan could vaguely feel that he was quite concerned about him.

If He Lingchuan left the table rashly and disappeared without a trace on this rainy day, perhaps he would attract his attention.

Tonight, the thing He Lingchuan feared most was others becoming suspicious of him.

But if he stayed and didn't leave, the plan he had prepared for so long would be ruined, and there probably wouldn't be a better chance to strike later.

What to do?

Wanshou Feng suggested: "Shall I provide some cover for you?"

"No matter how I provide cover, leaving early in front of Chongwu is ultimately inappropriate." He Lingchuan pondered for a few breaths, then suddenly clapped his hands. "Got it. It's not good for me to leave like this, so it's fine if he leaves early himself."

Having followed He Lingchuan for so long, Wanshou Feng also knew the style of this top boss, and immediately said: "You say it, I'll do it immediately!"

"You do this, this..." He Lingchuan whispered a few instructions.

The master's countermeasures were always whimsical, yet executable. A smile appeared on Wanshou Feng's face, then vanished: "Yes!"

(End of chapter)