Gu Qingheng did not refuse the hospitality of the Huaka Tribe, after all, he had been traversing the mountains for days and was utterly exhausted. He needed a proper al and so rest.
Moreover, he heard about Qi Jingyun leading people to destroy the base, so he might as well wait for them to return and leave together.
Qi Jingyun returned the next afternoon.
"You really destroyed our base?" Song San was sowhat incredulous.
"Yes." Qi Jingyun nodded calmly, "The Fla Sect should beco history."
"You..."
"You may go." Gu Qingheng waved at Song San.
"You’re really letting go?" Song San couldn’t believe it.
Gu Qingheng ignored Song San’s surprise and turned away. Whether he could survive was his own problem.
Song San frowned slightly, and only when he could no longer see the other’s figure did he pull out the signal flare from his person and let it off. As long as his subordinates saw the signal, they would naturally co to rescue him. He also wondered how his godfather was doing.
Outside Dian City.
"It’s good to be back!" Qi Jingyi smiled as he looked at Gu Qingheng and Qi Jingyun, "Let’s talk more when we’re back."
"Third Brother!" Qi Jingrong excitedly rushed to Qi Jingyun, "I knew you would be alright."
Qi Jingyun smiled and patted Qi Jingrong’s shoulder.
Although they had destroyed the Fla Sect’s headquarters and scattered the followers, finishing the job was still not easy. At the very least, they had to clear out the Fla Sect’s industries and eradicate those scattered followers.
However, Gu Qingheng didn’t want to manage these matters anymore. What he wanted most now was to hurry ho. It was already July, and according to the ti, Ruxin should be due soon. He must rush back.
"You’ve achieved great rit, this favor will surely be granted by Father." Qi Jingyi decided, "I’ve already sent the morial back to Beijing. Do you want to leave first?"
"I knew Prince Eight was understanding." Gu Qingheng clasped his fists, "Then I’ll trouble Prince Eight, I will leave first." Then he turned and left.
"Ah..." Qi Jingyi still wanted to say sothing, but Gu Qingheng was already out of sight.
Beijing, the Palace.
Emperor Xuanjing looked at the morial in his hand, the smile on his lips deepening, and finally slamd the table: "Good!"
Beside him, the Crown Prince slightly raised his eyelids.
"I didn’t misjudge Gu Qingheng." Emperor Xuanjing was in a great mood, seemingly needing to share his joy, "Not only did he repel Nanzhao’s soldiers, but he also eradicated the evil cult."
"Congratulations to Father for acquiring such a fine general." The Crown Prince quickly stood and clasped his fists.
"Haha." Emperor Xuanjing laughed, "Chenchen, this is actually also your achievent." If the Crown Prince hadn’t recruited Gu Qingheng, that man would likely still be buried in the wilderness.
"It’s still thanks to Father’s benevolent grace that such a fine general could be found." The Crown Prince was sowhat unsure if the Emperor knew Gu Qingheng’s true identity, so he dared not speak too plainly.
Emperor Xuanjing waved his hand and directly changed the subject: "Is Xinxin about to give birth?"
"According to the ti, it should be this month." The Crown Prince hurriedly nodded.
"You should pass down the rewards on my behalf." Emperor Xuanjing glanced at the Crown Prince, "She has helped you quite a bit."
"Yes." The Crown Prince quickly stood and saluted, then withdrew. Indeed, his health was improved by Yang Ruxin’s care, and the Crown Princess Consort’s due date was next month, all thanks to Ruxin’s care. This wasn’t re assistance, but a great favor.
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