Chapter 163: Further Discussion at the City Lord's Mansion (Subscription Request)

Time went forward a little.

Nanmo Border City, City Lord's Mansion.

On this day, the three high-ranking officials in the city, the old city lord Yang Feng, the inner city chief Gao Feng, and the outer city chief Tang Yiping, gathered together again to discuss things.

The matter was also very simple.

The report on the three people's joint fraud to cover up Tang Yiping's dereliction of duty and reduce the losses of the outer city was suppressed by the upper-level immortal gate Southern Hub City.

There was no pointing out of mistakes, no comments, no hidden guidance, nothing, it was just suppressed as it was. Except for being able to confirm that it was indeed read by a superior, nothing else could be confirmed.

Strange!

"Tell me, what's going on?"

The old city lord Yang Feng was a little worried at this time.

He has been the city lord of Nanmo Border City for three hundred years, and has never encountered such a situation. He has no idea at all, and even suspected that this report would not be submitted to the hub city at all, but was intercepted by someone halfway.

Gao Feng and Tang Yiping looked at each other, feeling uneasy at the moment, and they also couldn't understand why such a situation had occurred.

If it was the great cultivator of Yunyi City who took action, it would be impossible for this to happen, but if there was any possibility, it seemed that there was only a factor from that side?

"I didn't come up with the idea. I was only responsible for the incident. Now you don't need to ask me anything. Anyway, in your opinion, I always make more mistakes than I do. Only my cultivation is first-rate."

Tang Yiping couldn't figure out what was going on, so he simply spread his hands and threw the problem completely to Gao Feng.

So, the old city lord Yang Feng looked at Gao Feng, hoping that this inner city chief steward, who was the most capable of his subordinates, who was both wise and brave and always entrusted with important tasks, could answer his doubts.

Gao Feng: "..."

What do I know?

What you, the city lord, don't know, how could I, a chief steward of the inner city, who basically can't talk to other cities and the superior city, know?

No matter how wise and brave you are, without basic information, what effective conclusions can you draw by guessing and imagining?

Gao Feng wanted to say this, and he was dissatisfied with the other two people he worked with, but when the words came to his lips, they were like this: "The situation is unclear, why not go and test Yunyi City first, at least we can eliminate one option first, and we should be able to get a glimpse of it from the attitude of the great monk."

"Okay, I can write a letter later to test it, but the specific name and words to use are all worth discussing."

Yang Feng is not Tang Yiping after all, and he didn't want to throw it to Gao Feng directly, and planned to do it in his own name.

In terms of rank, whether it is a big city or a small city, it is the next level of the hub city, so he, the city lord of a small border city, is actually half a level lower than the great monk Yunyi, and on the surface they are on the same level.

So, although there is a big gap between them in terms of cultivation, there is still a certain room for mediation, at least things like correspondence can be done proactively.

So, apart from Tang Yiping, who was drinking tea calmly after passing the buck, the other two had a close and intense discussion on the subject of the letter and the tone of words that should be used to test the subject.

Then.

"Puff!"

Tang Yiping suddenly spat out a mouthful of tea in shock. Fortunately, Gao Feng on the opposite side reacted in time and raised his hand to block it, otherwise he would have been sprayed all over his face.

Gao Feng, who had long been dissatisfied with this perfunctory and indecent guy, was furious and asked: "Manager Tang, what do you mean?"

"No, no, just, just, when and how did he come in?!"

Tang Yiping was actually a little intentional, but his surprise at the moment was not false, and the other two were also shocked when they heard it. They turned their heads and saw that there was only one person sitting in the guest seat, drinking tea leisurely and naturally.

"Who is it?!"

"Dare to uh... the envoy?"

Yang Feng's old face trembled, and his wrinkles trembled and shrank. He had quickly realized that the only person who could silently pass through the heavy defenses from the outer city to the inner city and then to the city lord's mansion, and the measures, was someone with far higher authority than himself, and higher than the hub city.

So, the answer was about to come out!

The envoy of our sect!

Then he realized that his previous submission was not suppressed by the local hub city, but was rejected by this envoy of our sect!

Gao Feng also thought of it, so after the envoy nodded gently, he quickly shuddered and left his position with the old city lord, standing obediently, feeling uneasy.

They were all very shocked and panicked, because they didn't know how much of their "conspiracy" had been heard just now. No, it should be said that the other party rejected the submission, obviously guessing that there must be something hidden in it!

It's over!

While sighing inwardly, he saw that Tang Yiping had not yet reacted, which made him even more angry, and secretly thought it was ridiculous.

Letting you bear some of the firepower should reduce our punishment, right?

Just thinking of this, Tang Yiping jumped up and stood obediently.

Although he reacted a little slower, he was instinctively alert as soon as he felt Gao Feng's vague eyes, and took action subconsciously, so that his reaction was only a slight difference from theirs.

This made Gao Feng subconsciously regretful. Although he suppressed this competitor by taking advantage of the previous incident, he knew that with Tang Yiping's character, he would definitely not give up, and the hostility between them was actually increasing day by day.

So as long as it is necessary, it is completely instinctive to add insult to injury and shift the blame.

The envoy did not care about the intrigues in the border town and had finished his tea.

"The tea is not bad."

"As long as the envoy likes it, I am usually incompetent, so that's all..."

"Tell me the truth."

"This..."

"Tell me."

"Yes, yes."

Yang Feng was sweating profusely. He learned that the other party was difficult to approach and could not be fooled. He immediately told the whole story in detail, and did not care about Tang Yiping who had reacted beside him and his eyes became miserable and desperate.

Gao Feng also sighed secretly.

Because he was not responsible for the first half of the incident, but he was the mastermind in the second half.

"I see."

After listening, the envoy said calmly, "List the people involved in the imprisonment of Du En."

Instead of blaming or holding anyone responsible, he said such words, which made the three people stunned.

Gao Feng reacted the fastest and his heart skipped a beat.

Because there were his subordinates there, the elite confidants he had cultivated with great effort!

So, he gritted his teeth and said, "Sir, this..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the envoy's words with a hint of meaning: "The mood of avoiding and fearing fighting is a bit serious."

The three of them immediately understood what was going on, their scalps tingled, and they were horrified.