Chapter 780: The Eighth Prince
“Boss, with the recent tensions on the Inner Mongolia border, there will surely be plenty of missions arising. Why not seize this opportunity for ourselves instead of letting those guys from Yipin Tang take advantage?”
Inside Tongtian Pavilion, several of Langya’s confidants were utterly puzzled by the pavilion master’s decision to send messages via carrier pigeons.
Langya, the master of Tongtian Pavilion, had built his organization to 50,000 members, making him the second-largest gang leader in the capital!
Recently, Langya had renewed hostilities with Yipin Tang. Realizing the growing strength of Yipin Tang, he had become even more friendly toward them. It was understandable for Tongtian Pavilion to seek good relations with Yipin Tang—after all, as Yipin Tang grew stronger, Langya’s status as deputy commander of the Jinyiwei was no longer as valuable. To ensure Tongtian Pavilion’s better development in the north, it was necessary to maintain good relations with Yipin Tang.
But…
Having good relations didn’t mean giving all the advantages to Yipin Tang. Clearly, there was no need for Yipin Tang to know about this important internal court information; Tongtian Pavilion could handle it internally and reap many benefits.
Sitting in the seat of honor, Langya smirked mysteriously upon hearing this and waved his hand. “Don’t worry. Do you really think… this mission is that simple?”
“Hm?”
Langya’s confidants looked surprised. “The news of tensions in Mongolia is only known to a few systems within our court. It’s obviously our mission…”
“If it were an internal mission of our Huaxia, it would naturally be something only the Jinyiwei and the Eastern and Western Intelligence Agencies could handle. But this time, it’s the troops along our border with Mongolia that are involved in the conflict. Think about it—how could such a major event be kept secret?”
“But…” Langya’s confidants still weren’t convinced. Before they could finish speaking, Langya raised his hand to interrupt them. “I know what you’re thinking. Even if this is an internal court mission, Yipin Tang has hundreds of thousands of troops. The court’s own people also exist, and some of them hold high positions. Mengyun will surely hear about it. Instead of competing with them later, it’s better to share information from the start—maybe we can even get a share of the benefits.”
Before he could finish speaking, someone rushed in hurriedly from outside, speaking in a frantic tone. “Master! Master!”
“What is it? Why such haste…” Langya lifted his eyelids slightly, glancing at the newcomer with mild annoyance.
“There’s a Jinyiwei agent outside, sent to deliver a message for you.”
As soon as those words were spoken, Langya stood up swiftly from his seat. His eyes sparkled, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
Jinyiwei sending a message usually meant there was an important mission at hand.
“Has a decision already been made regarding the border issue?”
Without another word, Langya stood up and headed outside.
Seeing the Jinyiwei guards standing with their backs to the door, an inexplicable aura emanated from them, drawing many onlookers. Langya’s heart pounded in fear, as the Jinyiwei guards were of high rank—actually masters at the Wuwei level…
Hearing footsteps behind him, the skilled Jinyiwei turned slightly, glanced at Langya calmly, and said, “Commander Langya, my lord has ordered me to take you to the command post. Follow me,” before mounting his horse.
Not daring to delay, Langya quickly summoned his horse and followed.
“May I know how to address this lord?”
“Luoye.”
The skilled Jinyiwei spoke in a dry, cold tone, unwilling to say more.
“So it’s Lord Luoye.” Langya tentatively asked, “I wonder what this summons is about…”
“Don’t ask what you shouldn’t. You’ll know when you get there.”
His tone grew colder, and frustrated, Langya wisely stopped asking further questions.
…
Jinyiwei Command Post.
Led by the skilled Jinyiwei, Langya entered a magnificent mansion.
This mansion belonged to the Eighth Prince of the capital. The Jinyiwei guards at the entrance were all masters at the Wuwei level. The Eighth Prince was the highest authority in the Jinyiwei!
Langya grew increasingly astonished.
When they reached the back courtyard, the skilled Jinyiwei said, “Wait here,” before going ahead to report.
Langya mechanically nodded in agreement.
It was actually his first time entering this place and meeting the legendary Eighth Prince in person. Naturally, he was both excited and nervous, standing outside hesitantly, waiting to be summoned.
“Come in.”
The voice inside was lazy yet authoritative. Though not loud, it sounded like thunder in Langya’s ears.
The door opened!
The skilled Jinyiwei stepped out, glanced at him, and signaled that Langya could enter.
“Okay.”
“Langya” swallowed nervously, adjusted his clothes, then cautiously stepped inside.
People in the imperial court were completely different from those in the martial world…
Martial artists valued presence, gaze, aura, and expression. Often, just a glance could transport someone to another realm, giving them an unfathomable impression.
But officials, especially those like the Eighth Prince—who had held high positions for years, above everyone else and in control of the martial world as a royal noble—exuded authority naturally. Their innate pride and dignity made anyone who faced them feel inferior.
“That’s exactly how Langya feels now!”
Although the Eighth Prince appeared extremely lazy, indulged in the service of several beautiful concubines, looking very extravagant and luxurious and not particularly impressive, just one glance from him, meeting Langya’s astonished stare, struck him like lightning. He quickly lowered his head, too fearful to look up again.
“He’s the one you mentioned, a somewhat famous figure in the martial world…” The Eighth Prince gave Langya a brief glance before looking away quickly and spoke to the people beside him.
Inside the luxurious and opulent hall, besides the Eighth Prince and the concubines, there stood two men with stern expressions, as solid as mountains.
One of them was the commander of the Jinyiwei;
The other scanned Langya with a firm gaze and declared decisively, “To answer the Eighth Prince, it is indeed him. This man has considerable strength. Though his level isn’t high, he can match my subordinates. In the Jinyiwei’s system, he’s considered a promising talent. He can join this border mission; perhaps he’ll catch the Emperor’s attention.”
The Eighth Prince didn’t reply. He took a purple crystal grape offered by a concubine and brought it to his mouth, but his gaze drifted to the man next to the Jinyiwei commander, the one who kept his eyes fixed straight ahead.
The mountain-like man, clad in armor and radiating an astonishing aura of menace, stood there, making Langya unconsciously feel an immense sense of pressure.
“What does General Luo think?”
The mountain-like general finally shifted his gaze and glanced at Langya. “Since it’s someone recommended by the commander, I naturally have no objections. But this mission is of great importance. I hope he can lead the Jinyiwei to achieve merits and win some glory for us before the Emperor, so as not to let those martial artists steal the spotlight from us.”