Chapter 117: Mountain Prefect, An Emergency!
Chapter 117: Mountain Prefect, An Emergency!
Mu Lin Yuan observed Fang Che, feeling increasingly satisfied.
This secret is now known only to me.
It seems this kid is indeed very close to me.
When good things happen, one feels refreshed.
Mu Lin Yuan was in such a mood, and when he was happy, he wanted to get to work.
"Then I'll take action now."
"Okay, I'll wait for your news before reporting it."
"Good. When do you think is the right time to act?"
"I think we should give the White Cloud Martial Academy and the Palace Guardian some time to prepare."
Fang Che thoughtfully replied, "If it's too rushed, there might be some who slip through the net."
"That makes sense. Then, how about tonight?"
"Midnight it is."
"Okay."
Mu Lin Yuan left like a gust of wind.
Fang Che also left, heading out to find a place to drink at midnight.
He couldn't just stay at home and wait for the news in bed, right? He had to find a place with information.
...
It was already the first hour of the night! Fang Che, feeling anxious and rushed, sprinted all the way to the White Cloud Martial Academy.
He then rushed straight to Li Changkong's residence.
Whoosh! He arrived at the door in an instant.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He began pounding on the door.
"Instructor, Instructor, there's an emergency!"
Li Changkong was sleeping in a daze.
It's true that being an instructor at the White Cloud Martial Academy has its perks; at least life is stable. Before becoming an instructor, Li Changkong would usually sleep with one eye open or stay up all night meditating.
This was to be prepared for any sudden incidents.
But after being an instructor at the White Cloud Martial Academy for so long, Li Changkong now started to undress before sleeping.
When Fang Che continuously knocked on the door like a drumroll, Li Changkong immediately sat up in bed.
Wearing only a pair of large shorts, he quickly opened the door, sword in hand, and a vigilant look on his face: "What's going on?"
His eyes scanned the surroundings, and his divine sense had already covered a hundred zhang.
Fang Che couldn't help but cough as he looked at Li Changkong's hairy, thick legs.
Judging by his face alone, Li Changkong was clean-shaven and fair-skinned.
It was hard to imagine that his body would be so hairy; just looking at his legs, he was like a gorilla.
"A gorilla..."
Fang Che muttered.
"What?" Li Changkong frowned at him.
"Uh, I mean, Instructor, wake up!" Fang Che quickly added.
"I'm wide awake!"
"Good, then I'll come in and talk. It's an urgent matter!"
Fang Che wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Li Changkong looked at him suspiciously, slowly stepping aside from the doorway, and then began to put on his pants, quickly getting himself dressed.
"What's this urgent matter?"
As Li Changkong fastened his belt, he looked at Fang Che with skepticism: "Let me tell you first, if it's not true, I'll beat you so hard that you won't be able to escape even if you have ten thousand fires!"
"It's a real emergency."
Fang Che pretended to catch his breath, indicating that he had rushed over in a hurry and was exhausted.
"I received news that the Unified Heart Sect is planning a major operation."
Li Changkong's eyes instantly became sharp, staring intently at Fang Che without blinking: "What's this about the Unified Heart Sect's major operation?"
"It's like this. I couldn't continue practicing tonight, so I went out for a drink."
Fang Che opened his mouth, and a strong smell of alcohol rushed out, hitting Li Changkong's face.
"No need for proof!..."
Li Changkong, caught off guard, was almost sickened by the mouthful of alcohol mixed with stomach acid.
"I overheard people behind me discussing the Unified Heart Sect's plan for tomorrow... They want to destroy White Cloud Lake, causing a flood that will submerge a thousand li and create chaos, and they also plan to assassinate the high official Fan Anmin..."
Li Changkong frowned as he looked at Fang Che: "You're saying that you just happened to overhear this? Why do I never encounter such things?"
He clearly didn't believe it.
"It's true."
Fang Che said, "Their plan is set for tonight at midnight, at White Cloud Lake... Over a hundred experts will be mobilized to cause a flood in the shortest time, affecting the downstream areas..."
Fang Che spoke rapidly, revealing the entire plan.
Li Changkong frowned, looking at Fang Che.
How could this kid's story become more and more believable? Could it be that he wasn't trying to deceive me?
His expression gradually became serious.
"Instructor Li, this is the truth."
Fang Che said earnestly, "This involves the lives of millions of people. Even if we take a step back and assume it's a false alarm, those two were just bragging. But at most, we'll have mobilized our forces for nothing. I'll be punished when we return, but I can't escape anyway."
"If there's even a one-in-a-million chance that it's real, and we don't take it seriously, ignore it, and neglect it, then millions of people will turn into souls in the ocean in the middle of the night!"
Fang Che wondered, "Does this require consideration? Although their plan is set for midnight, it seems like we still have time. But our Mountain Prefect and the others need to verify the information, consider, and deploy, and they also need to coordinate with the Palace Guardian. All of this takes time."
Li Changkong's expression became serious. "Don't move from here!"
He immediately flew out to find Huang Yifan.
...
Moments later.
Huang Yifan, furious, pushed the bruised and swollen Li Changkong into a chair.
"You better have a good reason, or I'll tear you apart!"
Huang Yifan was extremely annoyed.
Ever since he arrived at the White Cloud Martial Academy, he hadn't had a single peaceful day.
Originally, he had come to exert military intimidation, but ended up being used as a pawn by Gao Qingyu.
To make matters worse, the old bastard's actions were all things he wanted to do himself.
He had no choice but to endure and cooperate.
However, who could have guessed that his cooperation would gradually increase, and he would eventually become like one of Gao Qingyu's henchmen.
But what could he do? He had to continue.
He was already frustrated enough inside.
Now, he was being disturbed by people pounding on his door at night.
Was Gao Qingyu treating him like a manager?
Even if he was just a laborer, he wouldn't be used like this! This was ridiculous!
"There's a huge matter, an urgent issue concerning millions of people!"
Although Li Changkong had anticipated Huang Yifan's short temper and prepared accordingly, he still got punched several times. Feeling the pain on his face, he gritted his teeth.
"What's the matter?" Li Changkong asked.
Huang Yifan's expression turned solemn upon hearing about Fang Che's news.
After listening, he thought for a moment, and said, "Let's go! We can't delay. Let's find the Mountain Prefect!"
Dragging Li Changkong, they barged into Gao Qingyu's home and kicked open the front door.
Then, with a palm strike, they shattered the bedroom door.
"An urgent matter! Mountain Prefect, it's urgent!"
Huang Yifan's voice was loud and clear, like a thunderclap.
A scream came from inside, and Gao Qingyu's wife, wrapped in a blanket, hid under the bed.
...
Gao Qingyu was like a volcano about to erupt, with black smoke rising from his hair as he listened to their report.
His face was completely contorted.
Then, in a fit of rage, he realized that these two actually had a legitimate matter to discuss.
"I... I..."
Gao Qingyu clenched his teeth, his fingers trembling. "I'll settle the score with you two later! I really... go to hell!"
"Mountain Prefect, what should we do about this?"
Huang Yifan's face was filled with anxiety, appearing genuinely concerned, as if he had already lost his composure.
Li Changkong's face turned awkward, and he lowered his head, cursing Huang Yifan's ancestors in his mind.
You damn fool, dragging me into offending the Mountain Prefect.
This is it. With the Mountain Prefect's temperamental and cunning personality, I'll be in deep trouble for at least a few decades.
"Don't panic. Let's calm down first. Notify the Palace Guardian to come over, and then we'll discuss the deployment plan."
"What about the people inside?"
"There's an insider among us, and we haven't found them yet. Plus, the enemy's communication is incredibly fast... If we make any mistake, this operation will fail."
"Alright."
Just then, a shrill scream came from the bedroom, followed by Gao Qingyu's wife cursing, "Gao Qingyu, you old bastard! Deal with your own White Cloud Martial Academy's matters! Get out! Get lost!"
"Don't come back tonight!"
"Go handle your important matters!"
Mrs. Gao was furious.
She was enraged.
Being kicked out of bed while sleeping was unbearable for any woman. Since it was a legitimate matter, she couldn't vent her anger at Huang Yifan, so she naturally cursed her husband.
Gao Qingyu, with a pale face, pulled Huang Yifan and Li Changkong, "Let's go! Hurry!"
As they stepped out of the room, the wind blew behind them.
Several pairs of shoes were thrown at them, hitting their bodies—they didn't dare to dodge.
Huang Yifan exaggeratedly cried out, "Ah! I'm going to be crushed!"
Before he could finish, Gao Qingyu dragged him away, running wildly.
Behind them, Mrs. Gao's high-pitched curses continued, "Old bastard! A bunch of old bastards! Huang Yifan, you wait! If I don't..."
The voices gradually faded into the distance.
Ahead, Gao Qingyu pulled Huang Yifan and Li Changkong, running with their heads down: "Run! Run..."
Huang Yifan's mood soared to the extreme! He almost laughed out loud.
It was so damn satisfying! If it weren't for Li Changkong kicking my door, I wouldn't have thought of such a great idea!
As the night breeze blew, Gao Qingyu regained his senses.
He looked at Huang Yifan, whose mouth was already stretched to his neck, laughing uncontrollably, and at Li Changkong's pale face.
Taking a deep breath, he suppressed his emotions.
Now wasn't the time to deal with them.
Once I'm free, if I can't take down these two idiots, I won't call myself Old Silver Coin!
Then, several high-ranking members of the White Cloud Martial Academy began a secret meeting.
Soon after, Chen Ruhai and Fan Tian Tiao from the Palace Guardian received the news and arrived with their men.
Both sides discussed the matter in detail.
After careful consideration, Gao Qingyu, along with Huang Yifan and others, cautiously presented a list.
They were either old subordinates, individuals who had proven themselves, or those with the status of guardians.
"We can gather a thousand people on our side."
Gao Qingyu said.
A thousand experts seemed like a large number, but considering the vastness of the White Cloud Martial Academy, this only accounted for a small proportion.
Calculating an average of eighty students per class, with five grades, the total number of students was sixteen hundred.
Adding the various ranks, departments, school affairs, logistics, and other staff, the total number of employees at the White Cloud Martial Academy was undoubtedly over three thousand.
"That's enough."
(End of Chapter)
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