Chapter 61: The Great Thief Ma Tu?

  Tie Butian let out another sigh and murmured, "Lan Xiang, help me rub my temples." It seemed as if he had known she was coming all along. However, Lan Xiang knew that he had been lost in thought just now and hadn't noticed her at all.

  Because Tie Butian has never shown his weakness in front of anyone!

  Tie Butian raised his eyes to look at Lan Xiang, and in his eyes, it was already a clear and bright world; without even needing time to transform, he had already regained the demeanor of the Tianxia Taizi who dominated the world!

  Lan Xiang nodded and walked over quietly.

  The prince is very tired, too tired! What he wants to do is to use all his abilities to make him relax for a while...

  But just after pressing for a while, Tie Butian suddenly thought of something and sat up. Frowning, he pondered for a moment, saying: "Send someone to see if Bao Kuang Lei and Wu Qianqian are asleep at the Tianwai Building. If they're not asleep, ask them to come here." Because he suddenly remembered that during the day when Du Shiqing introduced Chu Yang, it seemed like he had said a sentence: Tianwai Building abandoned disciple!

  The two words "discard disciple" left Tie Butian puzzled. Such a person, no matter which sect they were in, would probably be a top-notch figure, cherished and nurtured like a treasure, how could they be expelled from the sect?

  The master of the Tianwai Building, Wuyun Liang, had met him a few times before, but he didn't seem like such a muddled person. Was there something hidden behind this? Or was there some kind of scheme? Or was there... something else?

  Lan Xiang was taken aback, and cleverly replied: "Yes."

  Tie Butian lay down again. Even when he was lying down, the snow-white cloak on his body was still tightly wrapped around him, not revealing a single inch of his figure.

  After a while, Bao Kuang Lei and Wu Qianqian arrived.

  After a while, looking at Bao Kuang Lei and Wu Qianqian's backs as they walked out, Tie Butian lay down with a thoughtful expression.

  In the mouths of Bao Kuang Lei and Wu Qianqian, Chu Yang was a completely different person from the one in Du Shiqing's mouth! As for the matter of abandoning his disciple, these two people didn't know the inside story either. They only knew it from the sect's bulletin that Chu Yang had killed his own senior brother, seriously violating the rules of Tian Wai Lou. Not being executed on the spot was already an extremely lenient punishment.

  Tie Bu Tian's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and after a long time, he muttered unclearly: "This Chu Yang is quite interesting." His voice was very low, so low that no one except himself could hear it.

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  As soon as Chu Yang entered the city gate, he wiped his face and changed into a different appearance. He walked along the road for a while, turned into an alley, made two turns, and when he came out again, he had already transformed into another appearance. In his thirties, with a rugged face and slightly hunched back.

  Step by step, it comes out vividly and lifelike, exactly like a camel.

  He wasn't unwilling to let the Iron Supplement Heaven find him, but rather wanted to accumulate the greatest capital for himself before letting him find him. After all, wanting to have a certain status without strength and capital is impossible!

  So now Chu Yang is going all out, and under the bright daylight, he has begun his capital accumulation tactics! But his "tactics" have become somewhat "unscrupulous"...

  The reason why Tieyun Country is coveted by the Fifth Light is because there are countless mines within Tieyun Country! Moreover, most of them are high-quality iron ore mines!

  So Tieyun Country is so luxurious, even ordinary soldiers' feather arrows use half a length of fine steel.

  To know, even if it's a rich and sufficient Zhao, the soldiers' feathered arrows only have iron arrowheads. The other parts are all made of bamboo and wood.

  Moreover, Iron Cloud Nation is adjacent to the grasslands and located in the north, with a fierce folk custom and strong combat power. If Iron Cloud Nation is not eliminated first, no matter which direction the Great Zhao Empire sends its troops, it will always have a thorn in its back.

  Chu Yang came out of the alley and met a fat man coming towards him.

  He has a chubby face and big ears, his eyes are somewhat dim-witted, darting around everywhere. The clothes he wears aren't particularly luxurious, and when he walks, he's slightly hunched over. Hmm, doesn't seem like some powerful figure. Moreover, his gaze is mostly on the young women, but when looking at others, it's somewhat evasive. Looks like a timid and fearful person...

  Chu Yang took a step forward, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light, and directly grabbed the fat man's collar, pulling him back into the alley.

  Chu Yang's movements were swift. Outside, only a shadowy figure was seen flashing by, and that street detestable fatty had vanished without a trace...

  That fatty was caught off guard, and his whole body of fat was trembling with fear. He begged for mercy in a low voice: "Elder... elder brother, I have an old mother and young children at home, this... this..."

  "What's with that!" Chu Yang glared fiercely: "Let me tell you, I'm the camel of Wuhua Mountain outside the city! Today I came into the city to do some business, and if you're lucky, I'll point out a way for you to get rich!"

  "Wuhua Mountain... Camel's Hump?" The fatty looked at Chu Yang's disguised hump with a startled expression, almost scaring him to death. Suddenly, out of nowhere, he blurted out: "Elder... Elder Brother, Your Majesty, there is no Wuhua Mountain outside the city..."

  "Shut up!" Chu Yang slapped him with a loud crack: "I don't care if there's a Wuhua Mountain or not, I'm only asking you, do you want to die or live?"

  "I want to live, I want to live; Great King, spare my life." The fat man replied with utmost efficiency.

  "Tell me, what's the situation with Iron Cloud City?" Chu Yang said menacingly: "Be more detailed. If you're even a little bit unclear, I'll flay the fat off your body and use it to light lanterns in the sky!" As he spoke, his hands clasped together, producing a series of cracking sounds that sent shivers down one's spine. Combined with his malevolent glare, it was enough to make one's courage collapse.

  The situation in Iron Cloud City is naturally something that needs to be figured out clearly.

  The fat boy's body went soft, and he collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud. His face was streaked with tears and snot. His pants were wet and dripping, with a simultaneous explosion from both front and back, releasing a foul odor...

  Half a time later, Chu Yang covered his nose and walked out of the alley quickly, walking far away before finally taking a long, hard breath of air.

  My mother, almost suffocated me. It really stinks too much.

  Later on, the fat guy was either too scared or had a stomach problem, and he started farting non-stop while introducing himself in a trembling voice.

  Made Chu Yang extremely depressed!

  However, it has to be said that although this fatty is not very cultured, he is still quite familiar with Iron Cloud City.

  From south to north, from east to west, he gave Chu Yang a very detailed introduction, even which street and which alley, whose daughter was particularly lovely, whose young lady was exceptionally beautiful, whose maid was especially... all were said in great detail.

  A certain young lady has fair skin, a certain servant girl has a good figure with a prominent front and back, a certain little woman is better at seducing a pair of peach blossom eyes...

  Who has more money, who has more power... The scope of the black and white divisions in this city, their respective business content, the allocation of mines outside the city...

  Some families can't be messed with, some families need to be avoided...

  Wait, wait, wait, it's endless. All Chu Yang could hear was his head spinning; in the end, he still followed Panger's directions and walked a long way to buy a map.

  Only after he had walked a long way did the fat man, with his plump legs trembling like willows in the wind, weakly lean against the wall and come out. Then, with his pants full of dripping wetness, he lost his soul and wandered away, leaving behind a trail of public toilet-like smell that made passersby cover their noses in surprise and gaze after him...