After Jing Yuan realized that the dialogue between Fu Zhu and Huaiyan seed vaguely familiar, he imdiately began searching through his mories. Soon enough, he recalled it.
Back when he had asked Fu Zhu about the Ambrosial Arbor, he had asked him if there were "no limits" to the thods used. At the ti, he didn't think much of it and had agreed with a smile.
Then... the Ambrosial Arbor was gone.
Rembering this, Jing Yuan imdiately tried to dissuade Huaiyan.
"Old General Yan, Little Friend Fu Zhu has vast magical powers. Letting him go deal with re district Borisin, isn't that using a sledgehamr to crack a nut?"
Jing Yuan couldn't speak too plainly and could only hint darkly.
Huaiyan, however, waved his hand nonchalantly and said with a hearty laugh, "This old man has been curious about Little Friend Fu Zhu's thods for a long ti. Today is a rare opportunity, and didn't Little Friend Fu Zhu agree to it as well?"
Fu Zhu also grinned and gave a big thumbs up. "Relax, Elder Yan, leave it to !"
Jing Yuan secretly wiped a handful of cold sweat from the side, sighing incessantly in his heart. It looks like the Luofu won't be peaceful this ti. I only hope the commotion Fu Zhu causes won't be too big.
After everyone received their respective tasks, they quickly dispersed to do their own things. Everyone hoped to resolve these chaotic Borisin quickly and then enjoy the Wardance Ceremony with peace of mind.
...
In a certain secluded house, occupied by disguised Borisin.
As the leader of this group of Borisin, Mudu was endlessly perfecting the rescue plan in his mind. Just then, a Borisin disguised as an Artifex Commission craftsman hurriedly walked in, holding a phone in his hand.
"Mudu, look!"
Confused, Mudu took the phone from his hand. At a glance, he saw the video of Huaiyan and Fu Zhu demonstrating the [Yamato].
Watching the spatial passage over a thousand ters long being torn open in the video, and seeing Fu Zhu's calm and breezy deanor—as if opening such a long spatial passage didn't cost much effort at all—Mudu's eyes couldn't help but light up!
"A Divine Artifact! If I had the help of such a Divine Artifact, once we rescue the Lord Warhead, we could escape the Luofu swiftly!"
Mudu suppressed his impatient mood and continued watching. When he learned from the video that this [Yamato] would be placed on the Skyship Wardance, he couldn't help but feel delighted.
"Good, good, good! Instead of properly guarding such a Divine Artifact, they place it in the public eye like that. The Xianzhou people are indeed arrogant!"
The Borisin beside him, seeing Mudu so excited, asked, "Are we going to snatch it back?"
Mudu pondered for a mont, then shook his head.
"The purpose of this trip is to rescue the Lord Warhead, not to snatch so Divine Artifact. This Divine Artifact is rely sothing that could make it more convenient for us to take the Lord Warhead away from the Luofu. When the ti cos, we can just send a small squad to attempt it; they can also serve to distract the attention of the Xianzhou people."
"Yes, Lord Mudu."
"By the way, is there any news back from the mole we infiltrated into the Shackling Prison?"
"There is. One has already returned and is waiting to report to you."
"Let him in."
The Borisin nodded, turned, and left the room. A mont later, he walked in with another Borisin wearing a comical red collar around his neck.
(Author's Note: Apologies for the previous mistake, it is now corrected to a collar.)
When Mudu saw the red collar on this Borisin's neck, he involuntarily thought of the pet dogs kept by the Xianzhou people, and imdiately felt a bit angry.
"What is that you are wearing on your neck? As a proud Borisin, how can you wear a collar like those lowly pet dogs?!"
The Borisin wearing the collar explained sowhat grievously.
"My Lord, this is what my Mast... cough, this is what my Mother gave to wear. She said that if anyone asks, just say this year is my Ben Ming Nian (Zodiac Year of Birth)."
"Ben Ming Nian??"
Mudu's tail lashed out fiercely, whipping the Borisin. There is no such saying among Borisin! But he sized up this Borisin carefully a few tis and didn't feel it was an outsider in disguise.
As for whether the other party could be a mole?
What a joke! Proud Borisin would rather die in battle than ever surrender!
However, seeing that the Borisin in front of him didn't seem to be a fake, Mudu didn't dwell on this point. He continued asking coldly, "What is your na?"
"Wang Cai."
"?"
Mudu stared at him with disbelief. A proper Borisin would take this kind of na?!
Wang Cai saw that Mudu seed to have misunderstood and quickly explained, "My Mast... cough, my Mother said a cheap na makes for an easier life (Jian ming hao yang huo). Plus, she wants wealth (Wang Cai), so she gave the na Wang Cai. Lord Mudu, our clan has never had a rule that we can't be called Wang Cai, right?"
"We haven't..."
Mudu's eyes turned icy, filled with disdain for 'Wang Cai'.
Just as Wang Cai said, the Borisin tribe didn't restrict what nas people called themselves, but this was the first ti he had seen a Borisin willing to degrade himself with such a... bitch na.
"Forget it, Wang Cai. Tell , what intelligence have you brought back?"
Since things had co to this, he might as well ask about business first.
Wang Cai thought for a mont, then spoke the words his Master's older brother had instructed him to say.
"My Lord, according to the intelligence I obtained, there will be a major personnel change at the Shackling Prison tonight. The newly appointed Military Officer needs to go accept the inquiry of the Mirror of Atonent from the Ten-Lords Commission first, and will only arrive at his post afterward. This process will take at least one System Hour. That mont will be the best opportunity for us to rescue the Lord Warhead!"
Afraid Mudu wouldn't believe it, Wang Cai also took out a docunt of internal information provided by Jing Yuan and handed it over, along with several specific ID badges.
Mudu took these two items, looked at them carefully in his hand for a while, and his eyes began to shine.
"Good!"
Mudu slapped the table heavily in excitent, then laughed loudly. "Wang Cai, you did a good job! It looks like the na your mother gave you wasn't wrong! You are not only Wang Cai (Prospering Wealth), you are also our Good Luck!"
Wang Cai laughed along from the side, very cooperatively.
"Many thanks for Lord Mudu's praise."
Mudu, who originally looked at Wang Cai like he was looking at the sha of the Borisin, now found him more and more pleasing to the eye the more he looked.
"Listen up! We decide on tonight. Prepare to rescue the Lord Warhead!"
"Yes!"
---o---
anwhile, on the other side, outside a teahouse on the street.
Fu Zhu and the other three were sitting at an empty table drinking tea.
But March 7th kept staring intently at Fu Zhu, who was fiddling with several objects.
"Old Bro, what are you doing?"
Fu Zhu fiddled with the [Mob Spawner] and [Spawn Eggs] he had just converted from the Stellarons in his hand, and gave a wicked laugh.
"Naturally, I'm preparing to make this night a little more lively..."
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