Chapter 407: I Want 30,000 Crow Heads (Part 3) [Requesting Leave]
The commander caught a glimpse of the burnt-out incense sticks out of the corner of his eye.
He said, "The time has come."
Shen Tang also looked over.
Logically, this incense stick shouldn't have burned so quickly, but the wind generated by their fight kept blowing, and the incense, which could normally burn quietly for a quarter of an hour, was exhausted in less than a third of its original time. Shen Tang pursed her lips tightly, remaining silent.
However, a fighting spirit still lingered deep in his eyes.
The commander put away his armor and said, "Let's stop here for today. We can have a proper spar another day."
Shen Tang seemed displeased, but he couldn't resist the voice of his advisor Chu Yao behind him. He said, "My lord."
So, reluctantly, he put away his weapon.
However, his gaze remained fixed on the commander.
It seemed as if they were ready to rush in and finish off the other party at any moment.
Commander: "..."
"My lord." Chu Yao called out to his lord, whose hair was bristling with anger and she was holding back her rage. The latter turned her ear to the side, then seemed to remember something and turned her face away again. In short, she was sulking and unhappy. Chu Yao said, "Fifth Brother?"
Shen Tang covered her ears with both hands.
I won't listen, I won't listen, you're just spouting nonsense.
Chu Yao could only chuckle. He knew that covering his ears with his hands could not completely block out sound, and his lord had excellent hearing. So he patiently explained, "With your bravery, it would not be difficult for you to defeat him, but that is not the purpose of this trip."
Shen Tang's eyes darted around.
Chu Yao continued, "My lord, it is enough to display your strength appropriately so that the soldiers guarding Yonggu Pass will not dare to underestimate you. If you actually defeat the general, the general's reputation in the army will only cause resentment and resistance among the soldiers, which will be disadvantageous to us."
Shen Tang's tightly furrowed brows relaxed.
He reluctantly accepted Chu Yao's explanation.
He lowered his hands, slightly raised his chin towards the direction of the commander, and said, "Stay by my side and stay away from him."
We can't let our enemies have a chance to harm Chu Yao. He's old and frail; what if he bumps or bruises himself somewhere? Old people are very fragile. He's usually energetic and spry, but a single fall could land him in bed.
Chu Yao, unaware of her thoughts, bowed and said, "Yes."
Hearing Gu Chi's heartfelt words, Jiang Sheng felt so jealous that his face almost scrunched up. Jiang Sheng snapped out of his shattered worldview and saw Gu Chi's "disdainful" expression. He suppressed his anger and lowered his voice: "Is this what you meant by not hiding anything from me?"
Gu Chi: "It's no secret that our lord is exceptionally skilled in martial arts."
A lord who is both learned and skilled in martial arts, and capable in every way.
Is there anything else you're not satisfied with?
Jiang Sheng was so angry at his words that he almost laughed.
He asked in a low voice, "Cultivating both literary and martial arts?"
The crux of the matter is, can our lord actually face off against a valiant warrior with a sword? Isn't the key issue that our lord is skilled in both martial arts and literature? Jiang Sheng can accept that our lord is a woman; the Imperial Seal has already recognized her, so what right does he have to complain? But he can't accept that our lord seems to have a mental illness! How can he tolerate that?
The job of a lord requires intelligence, but not arrogance. Otherwise, subordinates will feel extremely frustrated, as if they have been assisting a piece of jade that has fallen into a latrine.
It's okay if someone is a little slow-witted; as long as they are used properly, their subordinates can also showcase their talents. But, but—
Jiang Sheng's expression was both fascinating and complex.
Gu Chi: "..."
He thought about it carefully. He had indeed kept this from Jiang Sheng, but did it matter? Not at all! Jiang Sheng had been following their lord for some time now; couldn't he tell whether the latter was mentally unstable or not? Gu Chi spoke with absolute certainty!
"So what?"
Did Jiang Sheng board this pirate ship himself?
He, who was being forced, hasn't even said anything yet.
Jiang Sheng: "..."
Meanwhile, on the other side.
The clerk asked the general, "Is he injured?"
The commander laughed and said, "This is nothing. But now we can be sure that the person Wu Hui has taken a liking to is indeed extraordinary. I'll have to trouble you to take care of things later."
Registrar Yu nodded.
"rest assured."
The sparring match appeared to be a draw; the two fighters merely probed each other for about a hundred rounds, neither truly showcasing their strengths. The commander-in-chief didn't want to waste his energy on this; it would be far more worthwhile to use that energy to destroy a few more of the Ten Crow tribes…
only--
Shen Tang's mastery of both literary and martial arts was something he hadn't anticipated.
This person doesn't seem to be mentally challenged or short-lived, which is completely different from the examples I know of before. Could it be related to the Imperial Seal? But that doesn't make sense either. It's not that no ruler in the past has wanted to achieve this, but without exception, they all ended up killing themselves.
Registrar Yu invited Shen Tang and his party to enter Yonggu Pass.
Because of Shen Tang's performance earlier, the officers under the commander's command looked at her with a different kind of curiosity, a hint of inquiry rather than the hostility she had shown before. No matter where you are, the strong are respected. Even though Shen Tang wasn't particularly tall or imposing, her strength was undeniable, and she remained expressionless, completely unfazed by their gazes.
As the host representative, Registrar Yu arranged the camp for Shen Tang and his group, and the entire process showed no signs of the initial tension. However, his silence did not mean that no one else would speak up.
Chu Yao glanced at Yu Zi, who was quietly following in the group, and smiled as he "reminisced" with Yu, the registrar.
Registrar Yu: "..."
Let alone that he's a shrewd person, even a blockhead would know what would happen if Chu Yao set his sights on them—besides, it's good enough that they haven't started tearing each other apart, let alone "catching up"?
Chu Yao is really naive; he can't take it seriously.
(End of this chapter)
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