Published: March 7, 2025
Chapter 116: The Letter from Diwu Qingrou
The handwriting on this note was grand and powerful, yet also steady and light, appearing unremarkable at first glance, akin to a Peerless Divine Sword that conceals its brilliance, exuding a posture that seems ready to unleash its might upon the world!
Seeing the writing was like seeing the person; Chu Yang believed that aside from Diwu Qingrou, no one else could produce such calligraphy!
This was indeed an unexpected gain.
“Lord Imperial Seat, this invisible falcon…” Cheng Ziang said carefully, unconsciously smacking his lips, revealing a gluttonous look in his eyes.
“The invisible falcon is a treasure for sending messages.” Chu Yang, unaware of Cheng Ziang’s unusual expression, pondered and asked, “Is it possible to tame it for our use?”
Cheng Ziang shook his head regretfully: “The invisible falcon only recognizes one master in its lifetime. Such an adult falcon that can transmit messages has no hope of being tamed.”
Chu Yang let out a faint “oh” and said, “What a pity!”
“Lord Imperial Seat… this invisible falcon, however, is quite a delicacy…” Cheng Ziang, feeling the falcon was useless, gulped audibly and smiled with a drooling expression.
“You mean… to eat?!” Chu Yang looked at the lecherous old man before him in shock, then glanced down at the invisible falcon in his hands, which was no bigger than a sparrow and weighed less than two taels… he couldn't help but feel speechless.
After feathering, skinning, and removing the innards, it would probably yield only about a tael of meat; this old fellow actually wanted to use it to pair with wine…
“What do you know besides eating?” Chu Yama slammed the table, raging in fury, cursing loudly. Such a valuable thing, and he wanted to eat it? Chu Yama felt this behavior was simply unforgivable!
Moreover, today was the most troubling time for both internal and external conflicts. Chu Yama was in dire need of a punching bag, and Hall Master Cheng just happened to arrive at the wrong moment. Chu Yama would certainly not be polite! Instantly, it was a stormy outburst accompanied by thunder and lightning…
Cheng Ziang shrank his head and lowered it; he felt as if the already thinning hair on his scalp was being rained upon, drenched in the saliva spewed by Chu Yama…
Outside, all members of the Butian Pavilion were training. Upon hearing the sudden thunderous anger from inside, everyone fell silent, exchanging glances, feeling a bit gloating: Who was so unfortunate to be caught by Chu Yama so early in the morning?
Truly… truly sympathetic to him… Each person's face showed a hint of schadenfreude, yet they all resumed training in a disciplined manner, each adopting a mindset of “even if it kills me, I must train,” hoping that if the Lord Imperial Seat came out and saw, he would surely commend them…
“Go, have Chen Yutong bring me more copies of the memorial and articles written by Tang Xingsheng; also, take good care of this bird. If even a feather goes missing… hmph, Hall Master Cheng, you know what the consequences will be.”
Chu Yang snorted twice and said, “As for the whereabouts of Tang Xingsheng, do not conduct a large-scale search for now. Withdraw the undercover lines arranged near the Tang Family. Hall Master Cheng, you alone can monitor. Others' skills are too weak; if discovered, all plans may go awry…”
Cheng Ziang nodded repeatedly, wiping off the saliva and cold sweat that had surfaced from fear, and retreated out the door.
How could I not control my mouth? Now, great, I have no merits and was scolded, then handed a task as dull as dirt…
As soon as Cheng Ziang exited, the others outside were startled in unison. What the heck, the one being scolded turned out to be the second-in-command of the Butian Pavilion, Hall Master Cheng!
Chu Yama was truly ruthless, even daring to scold his own assistant like this… While everyone felt secretly astonished, they put on a nonchalant expression, internally hoping that they wouldn’t be used as a punching bag by Hall Master Cheng… Each one silently muttered: You can’t see me, you can’t see me…