"Back in Youlan Capital, I heard from a cultivator named Qian Qiren, and was prepared for it then."
Fang Qingyun nodded and said, "Combining the intelligence from Yunding Palace, I have a ninety percent certainty. It is a task only I can handle."
Silence fell over the courtyard.
After a long time, Xu Wencai sat back down.
"Under no circumstances can my junior know about this; otherwise, it will not succeed, this..."
Fang Qingyun produced a letter and left behind a jade flute, speaking calmly, "After I leave, Brother Wencai, please pass these to our junior."
"Alright."
Xu Wencai carefully accepted the items: "Mr. Fang doesn't plan to... speak with the gentleman again?"
"No."
Fang Qingyun gently shook his head: "Secrets, when not kept, lead to disaster."
As they spoke, a commotion was heard outside.
"Sir!"
Wo Long disciple Qi Cheng hurried over: "Many generals from the army have come outside demanding to see both of you, seemingly due to today's incident."
"Let them in."
