A thousand miles of clear sky, a carrier pigeon suddenly flapped its wings and circled over the CD Mansion in Xichuan before slowly landing in the large courtyard with the "Mengfu" plaque.

  The little servant who was guarding the pigeon coop in the corner of the backyard was dozing off, but he woke up with a start when he heard the sound of flapping wings. He saw that a carrier pigeon had flown in and immediately became tense, rushing forward to catch it. As he fed it millet seeds, he hastily ran out of the courtyard.

  Out of the corner courtyard, came to the main courtyard gate, the little servant guarding the gate took the sealed wax very skillfully.

  "From the south."

  The little servant nodded and took out a handkerchief from his boot, then hurriedly went inside with it.

  He passed through the main courtyard and outer courtyard to arrive at the entrance of the inner courtyard, where the silk book was received by someone guarding the door, and then it was passed on in this way until it reached the study.

  "Mr. Song, there is news from the south."

  The bamboo curtain of the study was lifted, and Song Zhi walked out, grabbed something in front of him, then turned around and went back into the study.

  "Sir, news from Chu State."

  Song Zhi presented the silk book to his master Xichuan Jiedushi Meng Zhixiang.

  Ke Meng Zhi Xiang was painting a tiger and upon hearing this, he didn't even lift his head and said, "Nian."

  Song Zhi opened the silk book and hastily scanned it, his brow furrowed.

  Meng Zhi-xiang didn't hear the sound, and as he dipped his brush in ink, he raised his head to glance at Song Zhi, seeing him frowning, then continued to paint with his head lowered: "What's wrong? Made a mistake?"

  Song Zhi sighed and said, "Qiwang has gone missing."

  Meng Zhi Xiang wasn't surprised at all, he nodded calmly: "That's right, that little guy has a ghostly brain, if he can't discover the movement behind him, then it wouldn't be him."

  Song Zhi looked at his master's calm and unhurried appearance, his brow furrowed even deeper: "But the King of Qi has been missing for over a dozen days now, yet our people still haven't gotten any news of success."

  Meng Zhi-xiang finished drawing the tiger's sharp claws unhurriedly, then said slowly, "Catching a fox with just a sky-net is not enough, you also need to have sufficient patience."

  Song Zhi nodded upon hearing this. At this time, Meng Zhi Xiang put down the pen in his hand and straightened up to admire his own calligraphy for a moment before looking at Song Zhi: "What do you think?"

  Song Zhi carefully looked at the majestic tiger on the painting, his face sincere and helpless: "Master's painted tiger is magnificent! However... wasn't this painting supposed to be a birthday gift for your wife? I'm afraid it's not quite suitable..."

  Meng Zhi Xiang heard this and burst out laughing: "How could it be unsuitable? My wish is her command."

  ……

  After a fierce competition of an hour, there were only half of the people left on the field.

  There were four people who had been fighting together in the previous match, and now they have also started to fight each other. However, after just two moves, one of them was already rolling out of the arena, clutching his leg and screaming in agony.

  "Fake! That move just now didn't even touch him. It's obvious he's faking it..."

  On the left side of the hall, a disciple got excited and started scolding, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by another disciple beside him: "Forget it, that's a disciple from the Hidden Weapons Hall, anyway they won't enter our Mechanism Hall!"

  The angry disciple heard the words and glared at a certain area not far away, scornfully spat: "Hmph! Despicable."

  Behind them, Mu Junwu, who had been silent all along, cast a glance in that direction at this moment.

  He entered the government office yesterday, and in just one quarter of an hour, he figured out the structure of the Tang Gate among those gossiping disciples.

  Tangmen is a Jianghu school hidden in the depths of the mountains, isolated from the world, with seven houses and one hall.

  Seven rooms, namely the Hidden Weapons Room skilled in using hidden weapons, the Fireworks Room for manufacturing fireworks, the Mechanism Room for studying mechanisms and traps, the Soul-snatching Room for killing and snatching souls, the Phoenix Nest Room for cultivating new disciples, the Family Business Room supporting the entire Tangmen's financial resources, and the Poisonous Room with only one person, the owner of the Poisonous Room.

  And another hall is a punishment hall that specializes in strict adherence to rules and rewards and punishments.

  The owner of the house, Fang Zhong, and the owner of the Criminal Department, Tang Lei, are all in charge of their respective affairs. Among them, the owner of the house, Tang Lei, and the owner of Feng Zhuo's house, Tang Shi Qi, are husband and wife. They have a daughter named Tang Fei Yan.

  In the Tang Sect, not everyone is surnamed Tang, but almost all those with the surname Tang are elite disciples recognized by the Tang Sect. In the Tang Sect, only becoming an elite disciple qualifies one to learn the true high-level skills and secret arts of the Tang Sect.

  And today, the disciples who are participating in the selection here are all outer door disciples recruited and trained by Feng Chirping House - they will only become a part of Tangmen after passing the selection today, of course, just as inner door disciples. To learn more advanced skills, you must become an elite disciple.

  I have no intention of getting involved in anything related to the Tang Sect. Whether it's the inner circle or the elite, he doesn't care about any of that; this place is just a refuge for him.

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