Chapter 165: The Visitor Meng Changqing (Please Subscribe)

Clearly, Du En's tone was calm throughout, yet these words now made it straightforward for one to perceive that there was absolutely no emotion in them; he was purely just brushing them off!

Especially brushing them off right in front of the two of them, the Superintendents!

One must know, Du En had not climbed up to a high branch this time!

"Tsk! Although it is our first formal meeting, it is just as He Bo said: he knows no respect for status, and is wild, arrogant, and rude!"

Tang Yiping stared gloomily at Du En, appearing exceptionally disgusted, yet there was also a trace of complexity.

Gao Feng also shared this complexity.

Because neither of them had expected that this brat could actually escape from the Forbidden Prison, and even get involved in this matter!

Although the specific reasons were still unknown, and thus they did not know whether this time was a blessing or a curse, or if they could let this maverick brat die inside!

"Let's go, let us first go and see this maverick man of merit."

What a pity! We arrived a bit too late!

Otherwise, they would definitely have chosen to side with this one!

Arriving truly fast.

Meng Changqing also let him finish his inspection and observation, and only now did he take the initiative to speak: "I am Meng Changqing. May I ask, Fellow Daoist, are you that Patrol Guard Du En?"

But just at this moment, a message arrived before the two of them.

Hm?

Is the High Envoy not...

Gao Feng hurriedly stopped his colleague, whose temper was rising, and similarly lowered his voice to speak: "The people you know outside the city are still fine. As long as you obediently listen and honestly sell your life, neither you nor they will have any trouble, and the position of Battalion Master that was promised will also be given to you."

The two Superintendents left the residence one after the other.

After walking out the main gate, Tang Yiping could not help but say this.

The white jade gate quietly faded away, and the ripples in the air vanished.

Meng Changqing walked over, and the three from the City Lord's side went up to meet him.

Having reached this point, they finally understood what kind of matter they had gotten themselves involved in!

An internal struggle among the upper echelons of their own sect!

A moment of carelessness, and there would be no place to bury their bodies!

However, even if they were terrified and uneasy now, they could only bite the bullet and carry on.

It is not that one fears he has demands; it is that one fears he has no ideas!

As long as he has them, one can negotiate!

And from the two men's expressions, Du En also saw that the people he knew outside the city should be fine; however, he still needed to actually see for himself later, or rather, he could take advantage of the situation to use the excuse of actually checking...

Thus, the agitated Tang Yiping finally could not help it at this moment, lowered his voice, and said: "Du En, don't brush us off. You must handle things well for the High Envoy this time, do you understand?!"

It was from the old City Lord, Yang Feng.

"Envoys of the sect have arrived, assemble quickly!"

The High Envoy here was also standing by in full battle array, quite surprised, because he had already acted at the fastest possible speed, yet he had only arrived half a day earlier than Meng Changqing.

Du En sighed calmly and withdrew his gaze to what was in front of him.

As ripples formed in the air, white jade descended from thin air, quickly stacking into an archway. After rotating in a circle, one hundred and two people appeared abruptly on this side.

This side naturally noticed, but let us set that aside for now and only look at Meng Changqing.

What kind of thing are you, that you are worthy of speaking like this?

The three of them could not help but harbor this thought in their hearts.

Then, looking through the relevant resumes, the comments about being disobedient to discipline, being unruly and hard to tame, and not understanding status—none of them had been changed. Then, comparing this to his performance in meritorious service during the evil cultivator unrest, Meng Changqing could not help but nod gently.

"I understand. So, didn't I come over?"

Both were stunned for a moment, and then, the High Envoy walked naturally from among the pedestrians in the distance, his voice carrying over: "Go and greet him."

After some back-and-forth, they agreed to give Du En a lucrative post in the inner city afterward, which finally settled the additional conditions.

With a thought, he rose and headed outside.

Enduring for a moment, the more one thinks, the angrier one gets; taking a step back, one cannot help but feel overwhelmed.

Now it is fine; the work has all been done for others, and one can only walk down this path to the end, holding on until the death!

I hope that Du En can be slightly more capable.

He looked young, about twenty years old, wearing simple and plain clothes, and his face was only slightly above average, but his demeanor was approachable; he did not have the sense of looking down on others as a matter of course like the High Envoy, and talking to him made one feel like a spring breeze.

This kind of counter-question that seemed to be taken for granted was unexpectedly somewhat like that High Envoy.

Gao Feng glanced coldly at his colleague, his gaze appearing sharp and stinging.

Fu Yong was tall and sturdy, with a righteous and incorruptible face, and a temperament like an old stone—visibly stubborn. At the moment, seeing Du En inspect the crowd first instead of focusing on his own master, he felt a bit dissatisfied subconsciously, and could not help but bring an extra layer of scrutiny toward Du En.

The two of them immediately felt their scalps go numb and could not help but shiver.

Du En nodded in response and stepped aside to let them in, "If you have business, come in and speak. However, I must state beforehand: I live alone here and do not usually enjoy luxury, so there may be no tea or wine to host you."

You have the nerve to say that? May I ask, who among us has not used their position for personal gain? Speaking like this now, are you not pointing at the mulberry tree while cursing the locust tree?

"Heh! This brat is also quite greedy! He opens his mouth and asks to be the Chief Alchemist of the inner city; it is clear he intends to scheme for private gain and swallow pills to fatten himself!"

Among the two prominent figures, one was naturally the leader, Meng Changqing, and the other was the Guard Captain Fu Yong, who stood half a step behind Meng Changqing and commanded the one hundred guards.

"... Would it be alright not to have the Battalion Master position?"

Facing such undisguised gazes, Tang Yiping, feeling that he had lost face, was suddenly furious and was about to engage in a fierce war of words with Gao Feng.

Facing Du En's slight silence and his subsequent counter-question, the two Superintendents suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

The High Envoy was watching from the shadows.

Du En had just finished selecting that batch of spiritual herbs and planning how to use them for the next meal when he heard the sound of knocking at the door.

Opening the gate, he saw one hundred people standing outside, all of them at the Foundation Establishment perfection stage. Their aura was so deep and powerful that it even surpassed the inner city elites by much; they were all outstanding talents who could be called first-class!

"That's right, I am Du En."

That came a bit fast!

If I didn't want to handle this, I would have run away long ago.

Tang Yiping immediately became even more agitated.

The two of them hurried toward the City Lord's Mansion.

If he had known earlier that Du En was so detestable, he would have found an opportunity to kill him directly, then let He Bo take the blame, saving himself from the fact that the waste died without any value or meaning now!

Consequently, their large group of people left the three from the City Lord's Mansion behind and rushed straight to the residence Du En had just acquired.

Just as he expected, after Meng Changqing finished reviewing the records of the evil cultivator disturbance, he immediately set his sights on Du En, the only surviving outpost patrol guard.

With different thoughts and each beating their own drums, they managed to barely maintain the conversation on the surface.

They met up with Yang Feng, who had received the formal notification and was currently standing with a solemn expression, then quickly tidied up their appearances and moods, and together they arrived at the open courtyard in the center of the City Lord's Mansion.

There was really no other way; it wasn't that he wanted to be rude, it was mainly because he had just moved in today, and the only places he had walked were the main gate and the main hall; he hadn't been anywhere else yet.

Hearing this, Fu Yong, who did not know the situation, felt his dissatisfaction grow a little more.

(End of this chapter)