"Where is the other party hiding? What other tricks do they have?"

Xue Cheng was reflecting in the room, his fingers accidentally tapping on the table, and the crisp call of a flamingo came to his ears. He looked up at the flamingo in the cage that the Jinyiwei used to deliver messages, and he became hesitant again.

"Should we send a message home and invite two more Grandmasters?"

With his current status and position, especially after the last round of arresting Blood Knife Hong Ji, his reputation within the family has been greatly improved, and he has even become the backbone of this generation of the Xue family.

Of course, the time was too short and the corresponding resources had not yet been fully mobilized, but his status and position had already been greatly improved, and his inheritance rights in the family had also jumped to the forefront.

Many privileges that were previously unimaginable are now open to him. At least now it won't be too difficult for him to transfer two masters to protect himself.

The family is willing to do its utmost to help him. After all, every time he asks the family to allocate resources, the family gains a lot, which also has a strong consolidating effect on his own position.

What’s more crucial is that every time he requested the mobilization of relevant personnel, these personnel were not harmed and there were no unexpected losses.

Being able to make great contributions without taking too much risk is something everyone wants, but it is hard to come by.

But after thinking about it, Xue Cheng still didn't send the message, and now he has no idea what's going on.

He didn't have much information about the other party, so it would be too much of a mobilization to ask two masters to come and protect him rashly.

"Or maybe find some help from your uncle?"

As his thoughts turned, he thought of another side. He did not ask the Han family for help in the last round. Later, when the three uncles knew the situation here, they were very dissatisfied.

He even ran over from his family, took a look at him, and scolded him.

Of course, Xue Cheng understood this kind of sincere love and care.

"It's a pity that I don't have the contact information of that Iron-faced Grandmaster. Otherwise, it would be much better to ask him."

Xue Cheng muttered to himself and couldn't help but miss the iron-faced master.

He had already elevated that person's status and position to a higher level, but he still felt that the other party was unfathomable and difficult to guess.

After all, the person who came from the Taoist master of Jiangnan West Road, and the person who was notified by Jinyiwei to compile the "Wujing", came to the Jinyiwei prison and were quite surprised after learning from Xuedao Hongji about the sword manual he created called Yuanyue Sword Technique.

They all believed that this sword technique could be considered top-notch in the martial arts world.

Even the compilers of "Wu Jing" specially recorded this top method and wanted to bring it back to Kyoto to discuss it with a group of people.

Xue Cheng was also very shocked by this. He thought that what the iron-faced master said about reading it once and then sleeping overnight to create a top-notch sword manual was a joke.

He thought that the Iron-faced Grandmaster must have known about this sword technique for a long time, and combined it with the best sword techniques of the same kind in the martial arts classics, so he spent some time to improve it.

With this sword technique, he broke through the heart of Blood Knife Hongji, leaving him extremely shocked.

It turned out that what that person said was very likely to be true.

The Wujing can be said to record all martial arts in the world. The people who manage the Wujing on a daily basis have extremely broad knowledge.

It turned out that the person had never heard of this sword technique and called it unique and original.

One can imagine how amazing that person's original talent was.

"Alas, is he really just the commander of the Jinyiwei?"

The more he learned, the more Xue Cheng realized that he did not understand the identity of the other party's iron-faced master. His strength became more and more mysterious, and it became more and more difficult for him to understand.

He also inquired carefully about Yang You, who joined the Six Gates, and learned about Yang You's sword skills.

But that was obviously another different kind of sword manual, going in a different direction from the Crescent Moon Scimitar.

It has the shadow of military swordsmanship, and at the same time it can be combined with the endless waves of the Yangtze River. It is also a master-level swordsmanship that borrows the power of heaven and earth.

"Is he a top swordsmanship master?"

"I've become an open target, so he should help me, right?"

Xue Chen was not making groundless associations. After experiencing so many things in succession and being targeted many times by the organization hidden in the dark, he had already come to his senses.

The other party was not only targeting him, but also the Iron-faced Master who was hiding in the darkness. After all, everything he did was to help the Iron-faced Master finish the job.

There is no love or hate without reason in the world. The iron-faced master actually chose him and made him a chess piece in his facade, so he would try his best to do his best.

Perhaps the Iron-faced Master was chosen randomly at the beginning, but now he has become a very important chess piece in public and the focus of attention of both sides. He hopes to get the help of the Iron-faced Master.

As his thoughts turned, Xue Cheng felt the wind outside the window suddenly blow a little faster.

Looking up, he found that the Iron-masked Man in a black robe had stood in front of his desk.