Imperial Cultivation

The Sifang Hall was heavily guarded, with the Imperial Guards sealing off the entrances to the streets surrounding it, preventing outsiders from entering. The group stood on the opposite street, with Chu Zhiyuan surveying the scene.

Huang Shirong hesitated, "Here?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly.

To actually sneak a secret agent into the Sifang Hall, it can only be said that the secret agents of Da Zhen are truly formidable.

This place is where the embassies of various countries are located.

Any incident here could easily escalate into a major international affair with huge repercussions.

The officials and clerks of the Sifang Hall are screened extremely rigorously to ensure their backgrounds are spotless and to prevent any problems.

Yet, a problem still occurred.

The Zhenwu Division was wary of the Supervisory Council, the only government office in the entire Da Jing that stood above the Zhenwu Division, and a dark cloud looming over it.

Everyone in the Zhenwu Division wished they could blow away this dark cloud, but they knew it was impossible, so they avoided it whenever possible, trying not to cross paths with them.

But this time, the matter actually involved a secret agent.

In fact, when they traced the old man, they should have notified the Supervisory Council, but they refrained from doing so because they didn't want to deal with them.

Now that they've arrived here, they have no choice but to inform the Supervisory Council, otherwise, if it's exposed later, it would be a disgrace to the Supervisory Council.

It would inevitably invite retaliation from the Supervisory Council.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Guo Chi, his lips moving slightly.

Guo Chi solemnly clasped his fist, turned around, and strode away.

"Let's go to that tea house over there and wait," Chu Zhiyuan said.

The group went to a small tea house not far away, sat down at a table, and looked at the entrance of Sifang Hall Street across the street through the window.

There weren't many people in the tea house, far fewer than the bustling Phoenix Avenue.

Xiao Ruoyu sat next to Chu Zhiyuan, lowered his head, and sipped his tea.

Thoughts surged in his mind.

This Fourth Master's intuition is too uncanny, he can actually find the owner of an item, even better than a dog's nose.

What kind of talent is this? It seems I haven't heard of it before.

But the world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders, it doesn't seem strange to have such a talent, I've heard of many stranger talents.

Some have exceptionally sensitive ears, able to hear from far away, even understand the language of birds, some can stay awake for three days and three nights and still be energetic, and some can even stay awake for a lifetime.

Some are born with unobstructed meridians, making rapid progress in cultivation, advancing by leaps and bounds, reaching the perfection of the innate realm at a young age.

If Fourth Master's talent was used in the Zhenwu Division or the Supervisory Council, wouldn't he be like a fish in water?

Why must he enter the Ministry of Rites?

Too incomprehensible, very puzzling!

He was puzzled, thinking, when he saw Guo Chi bring three people into the tea house.

The person in the lead had a horse-like face, with particularly bright small eyes.

As soon as he entered the tea house, he showed excessive enthusiasm, his face squeezed with a flattering smile, and he clasped his fist and bowed deeply: "Young Master."

Chu Zhiyuan sat at the table, put down his teacup, and waved his hand.

Ma Tianhe came to him in two steps, bent over, and put his ear closer.

Chu Zhiyuan whispered a few words in his ear, causing Ma Tianhe's expression to change suddenly, and he looked at Chu Zhiyuan hesitantly.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly.

Ma Tianhe said solemnly: "Leave this matter to me, I will definitely capture him!"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Don't make any mistakes, —...—? That's him!"

He suddenly pointed out the window.

A middle-aged man in a green robe was slowly leaving Sifang Hall Street, heading towards the distance.

Ma Tianhe's spirit was lifted: "That's him?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Ma Tianhe waved his hand to the two people behind him: "Follow him, secretly capture him!"

"Yes!" The two capable middle-aged men clasped their fists, turned around, lifted the curtain and left the tea house, tailing the middle-aged man in the green robe.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Ma Tianhe.

Ma Tianhe smiled and said: "Young Master, don't worry, these two are veterans in the prison, best at tracking and capturing people."

"Still, be careful," Chu Zhiyuan looked at Ji Dongxiao, who was sitting silently at a table next to him: "Old Ji."

Ji Dongxiao and the other two each sat at a table, surrounding Chu Zhiyuan's table.

He got up, clasped his fist, and floated out of the tea house lightly, the curtain hardly moving, as if he had passed straight through it.

Ma Tianhe stared at the Sifang Hall across the street, his face gloomy.

If this matter is true, then it is a major dereliction of duty by the Supervisory Council, unless they have been monitoring the middle-aged man in the green robe all along.

His heart was heavy, if it was really dereliction of duty, I don't know how many people would be unlucky.

But now there is still a chance to make amends.

Fortunately, I have a good relationship with the Fourth Master, and the Fourth Master notified me in advance, giving me time, and also giving the Supervisory Council time.

But there is a dead knot in this.

Saying that the Supervisory Council has been monitoring him for a long time, wanting to play the long game, would negate the Fourth Master's credit.

This is at least a Rank 9 merit, if this person is important, it might even be Rank 8.

Then if you don't say that you have been monitoring him for a long time, it is the responsibility of the Supervisory Council.

If the Supervisory Council wants to shirk responsibility, it is tantamount to obliterating the Fourth Master's Rank 9 or even Rank 8 merit, how could the Fourth Master be willing?

Neither obliterating the Fourth Master's credit, nor shirking the Supervisory Council's responsibility, the best way is to say that the Supervisory Council just discovered this secret agent, and discovered it together with the Fourth Master.

But this also reduces a part of the Fourth Master's credit, I'm afraid the Fourth Master is also unwilling.

It's really troublesome!

Chu Zhiyuan looked at him with a smile, faintly guessing what he was thinking.

The so-called officials, maximizing power and maximizing the shirking of responsibility, is the most fundamental instinct of officials, I can guess what he is thinking.

"Master Ma, have you heard of dragon bone?"

"Dragon bone?" Ma Tianhe said, "What dragon bone?"

"It's best to be Flying Dragon Bone, or Azure Dragon Bone, if not, Jiaolong Bone will also do."

"...— Let me think about it."

"I've recently become fascinated by researching dragon bones, and I think they are infinitely mysterious. If I have dragon bones, I don't mind exchanging them for a Marrow Cleansing Pill."

Ma Tianhe blinked and reacted.

He instantly understood what Chu Zhiyuan meant.

An Rank 8 merit can be exchanged for a Marrow Cleansing Pill, his willingness to exchange the Marrow Cleansing Pill for dragon bones naturally shows that dragon bones are equal to Rank 8 merit.

Obviously, Chu Zhiyuan meant that the loss of merit could be offset by dragon bones.

Ma Tianhe's thoughts suddenly became active.

Xiao Ruoyu felt that Chu Zhiyuan's words were abrupt and inexplicable.

Huang Shirong reacted, and glanced at Chu Zhiyuan with a smile that was not a smile.

Chu Zhiyuan then started chatting with Huang Shirong, talking about the situation in Yujing City in the past two days, and how many dangers there were.

Huang Shirong said that the pressure was extremely high, and she had transferred most of the Zhenwu Division's experts into the city, hoping to suppress it in time.

The Zhenwu Division will never show weakness, and has no intention of restricting martial arts experts from entering the city.

As the two were talking, they heard footsteps, and one of Ma Tianhe's subordinates lifted the curtain and came in, clasping his fist and saluting: "Sir, it's done."

"Good!" Ma Tianhe Huo got up, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder forcefully: "Thank you for your hard work!"

He turned to look at Chu Zhiyuan, smiling flatteringly: "Young Master, shall we go take a look?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

The group, led by the middle-aged man, walked about five hundred meters and came to an ordinary people's house.

After entering, they found the middle-aged man in the green robe standing upright in the courtyard, with Ji Dongxiao and another middle-aged man standing guard vigilantly beside him.

Wan Yang was a master of interrogation, and Ma Tianhe did not hesitate to ask him to take action, not using him because Wan Yang was from the Zhenwu Division.

Huang Shirong secretly curled her lips.

This Ma Tianhe is really flattering.

If it weren't for the Fourth Master, how could the Supervisory Council use the Zhenwu Division's interrogation expert, or even directly drive the Zhenwu Division's people away, not allowing them to be on the side.

No matter how strong the middle-aged man in the green robe was, he couldn't withstand Wan Yang's unique skills, and soon his will collapsed, and he gave up resisting and confessed everything.

Hearing that the root of all this was that Cheng Tianfeng wanted to see Xiao Ruoling, the number one beauty in Yujing, everyone was a little inexplicable, half-believing and half-doubting.

But Chu Zhiyuan believed it.

Ordinary people find it incredible because they don't understand the thoughts and concepts of the noble son, after all, different environments and positions naturally have different concepts and ideas.

The world often elevates the top people, idealizes them, and thinks that the noble son, as a prince, will take the overall situation into consideration and restrain his impulses.

But that's not the case.

Otherwise, there would be no foolish emperors and tyrannical tyrants in the world.

Cheng Tianfeng, such a proud son of heaven, with amazing aptitude, and a personal disciple of Wentian Cliff, is confident that he can become a Grandmaster, destined to be the future emperor of Da Zhen.

Cheng Tianfeng obviously regards the world as his hunting ground for beauties, wanting to embrace all the beauties in the world.

Every man has had this kind of thought, it is an instinct, but the strength does not allow it, so they can only suppress it.

It is not so incredible that he has such actions.

First, the noble son is, after all, a noble son, not a prince or an emperor, and reckless behavior because of lust may not affect the relationship between the two countries, even if it does, it will be limited, not to the point of turning the two countries into enemies.

The higher the top people, the weaker the sense of restraint. What the people below think is a big deal, they think is just a small prank.

What's more, he despises himself, this Prince Qing's son, despises Da Jing, and thinks that he will endure this anger,

Da Jing will not break the alliance because of this, or, it is very likely that he does not agree with this alliance.