Mao Zhang, the leader of the Maoshan Sect.

This man was a few years older than Wen Tai and was a true Jianghu person, but his martial arts skills were mediocre. He was only a first-rate master at the initial stage. The reason he was able to take the position of sect leader was simply because Wen Tai and Wen Hu valued certain qualities in him.

They have prestige, can win people's hearts, and are easy to control.

Mao Zhang was happy to act as a puppet of Wen Tai and his nephew. Originally, he was just the leader of a third-rate sect, and only by relying on Wen Tai and his nephew could he develop the Maoshan Sect into a first-rate sect, and he himself became the sect leader. Although he was actually Wen Tai and his nephew's younger brother, in the eyes of outsiders he was one of the top big brothers in the martial arts world.

Mao Zhang was extremely respectful to Wen Hu, showing no sign of displeasure on his face. He spoke in a subordinate's tone and manner, saying, "If there's anything, just give the order, Marquis."

Wen Hu said, "You haven't lost your writing skills, have you?"

Mao Zhang smiled and said, "My swordsmanship is getting worse and worse, but my penmanship can be taken to the grave."

Wen Hu carefully took out a letter from his pocket. Mao Zhang quickly got up to take it, unfolded the letter, and said, "This is a woman's handwriting, but it is strong, powerful, and full of domineering spirit. This woman is not simple!"

Wen Hu asked, "Can you guess who it is?"

Mao Zhang waved his hand and said, "This stumps me. In this vast sea of ​​people, how could I possibly be literate and able to recognize people?"

Wen Hu said, "There's no need to search through the vast sea of ​​people; you can find it right here in the royal palace."

"The Eldest Princess!" Mao Zhang blurted out.

Wen Hu smiled slightly, which could be considered as approval.

Mao Zhang read the letter carefully again, his hands trembling as he said, "The Princess is truly an extraordinary woman!"

Wen Hu asked, "Can it be imitated?"

Mao Zhang thought about it seriously for a moment before saying, "Yes, but it will take time."

Wen Hu said, "I can't give you much time."

Mao Zhang said, "I can imitate her form tonight. But as for her meaning, I need time to understand her state of mind."

"Who is this copy for?" Mao Zhang asked again.

Wen Hu said, "The Emperor."

Mao Zhang's pupils contracted, and he said sternly, "Then it will take even longer! The Emperor and the Princess have a deep affection for each other; imitating their appearance won't work, we must imitate their spirit!"

How many days will it take?

"Ten days!"

"no."

Wen Hu resolutely refused, saying, "Five days at the latest."

Mao Zhang knew that Wen Hu was a man of his word, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine!"

Wen Hu then took out a letter from his pocket and said, "Write according to this content."

Mao Zhang took it and said, "My lord, I have a request."

Wen Hu said, "Just name your conditions."

"I wouldn't dare ask for anything in return, I'm simply requesting it!"

Mao Zhang said seriously, "After the imitation is completed, could you give me this letter from the Princess?"

Wen Hu said, "I have no use for it, you can take it."

"Thank you, Lord Marquis!!" Mao Zhang was extremely excited and bowed deeply to Wen Hu.

"Step down."

A while after Mao Zhang left, Wen Hu returned to the main seat and asked, "Where is Luo Ying?"

Liu Ling came out and said, "He's already at the Marquis's residence. Should we call him over?"

Wen Hu said, "No need. Go and tell him that Wen Pojun has arrived in Changsui, and tell him to go find Wen Pojun."

Liu Ling asked, "What message should he give to Wen Pojun?"

Wen Hu said, "There's no need to explain this; he knows what to do."

"yes."

...

The sky was overcast, and a huge shadow loomed over Changsui City, as if a heavy rain was about to fall from the clouds.

Park Moo-di and Lu Bin led a group of people and goods into Mu-jeong Bay. The two human heads hanging outside Mu-jeong Bay had turned into slightly yellowed skulls.

Park Moo-di and Lu Bin chatted and laughed all the way, completely unaware that a pair of eyes were watching them intently from the shadows.

It wasn't until they entered Mujing Bay that the owner of those eyes emerged from the corner, seemingly subconsciously touching the gun barrels at his waist.

However, the next moment, Wen Pojun immediately placed his hand on the gun barrel and swung it backward.

Clang!

The gun barrel struck a flying pebble, which bounced off and embedded itself in a crevice in the rock.

Luo Ying slowly walked over, carrying pebbles in her hand.

Wen Pojun calmly looked at Luo Ying and said, "We didn't manage to spar last time in Yanchuan City, so you've come to find me for a match?"

Luo Ying wore his usual smile and said, "I have no deeper pursuit of martial arts. I've only honed my skills to kill. You're not young anymore, and you probably don't have that desire to compete and become the best in the world, do you?"

Wen Pojun said, "The fact that I competed with the Jinghai Sword Master is no longer a secret."

Luo Ying said, "What you did wasn't a competition. Jinghai Sword Master is Zhou Chuan's master. He knows you went to the Western Regions to kill Zhou Chuan, so naturally he had to stop you."

Wen Pojun said, "But seeing you still makes my hands itch."

Luo Ying smiled and said, "Compared to itching for a fight, you probably prefer revenge, otherwise you wouldn't have come to Mujing Bay."

Wen Pojun remained silent.

Luo Ying continued, "So there's no need for us to waste our energy and both of us get hurt. May I ask, has your injury healed?"

Wen Pojun said, "Eighty or ninety percent."

Luo Ying asked, "You didn't get hurt again at Yang Taozhi's place?"

Wen Pojun said, "Yang Taozhi has imprisoned herself in Yanchuan City. It will be easy for me to escape from Yanchuan City. She can't hurt me."

Luo Ying held the pebble in her palm, walked up to Wen Pojun, and said, "Since you couldn't kill Zhao Cheng and Zhou Nuo, you've come to vent your anger on these small fry?"

Wen Pojun snorted coldly and said, "I'm not so low as to bully the weak. Park In-di and Lü Bin were directly involved in the upheaval in Mujing Bay, and killing them is my way of getting revenge."

“It’s not appropriate.” Luo Ying shook her head and said in a calm and even tone, “Making such a big commotion to kill these few minor characters would make it even more difficult to kill Zhao Cheng and Zhou Nuo.”

Wen Pojun then relaxed his guard and was somewhat relieved of the aura emanating from him.

Although he had never fought Luo Ying, he knew Luo Ying's strength. If he were in his prime, he would naturally not be afraid of Luo Ying. However, he was injured after all. Although he had recovered to about 80 or 90 percent, in a battle between grandmasters, the difference in strength was just a hair's breadth.

Wen Pojun asked, "You've come to discuss cooperation with me?"

Luo Ying said, "The Marquis is looking for you."

Wen Pojun asked, "What does he want me to do?"

Luo Ying said, "You have a common enemy, so naturally you'll do the same things."

Wen Pojun asked, "What does he intend to do?"

Luo Ying knew that since Wen Pojun had asked, it meant he agreed, so she said frankly, "The affairs of the court are to be handled by the Marquis, but the affairs of the martial world are up to you and me."

Wen Pojun narrowed his eyes and said, "Go to Yanchuan?"

Luo Ying smiled and said, "With the two of us working together, Yang Taozhi will be crippled. From now on, the world will be one less grandmaster."