Douluo Dalu: The Eyes That Defy Fate

Chapter 227 Final Arrangements

Gu Yuena's change startled Lin Po, and he immediately guessed that Xiao Yuan must have done something extraordinary behind his back.

However, the current situation prevented him from investigating further. He could only wait until everything settled down before properly interrogating these two troublesome "elderly" girls.

Thinking of this, Lin Po pretended to be calm and issued another command, afraid that the silver dragon would notice something was wrong.

"Na'er, you stay home with Xiaomeng and the others and don't run around. If all goes well, we can finish today!"

Having said that, he fled the Marquis's mansion as if he were escaping.

He had no choice but to run. Gu Yuena's strange, man-eating gaze was too creepy, giving Lin Po the unsettling feeling that some organ in his body was about to fail.

Gazing at that slightly flustered figure, Gu Yuena smiled gently and murmured softly.

"Hmph, serves you right for being mean to me before."

At this moment, Di Lingxi skipped over and whispered excitedly in Gu Yuena's ear.

"Sister, I told you the storybook Ruoruo gave me was useful. You just learned a few sentences, and look how scared Lin Po was."

Gu Yuena didn't speak upon hearing this, but simply stroked the storage soul tool on her wrist that contained more than a dozen storybooks and smiled slightly.

Whether she was really just trying to scare Lin Po, only Gu Yuena herself knows.

Lingxi, act fast or you'll miss out!
. . .

At four in the morning, a time when everything should be quiet and sparsely populated, the main gate of the palace was as noisy as a bustling marketplace.

The reason was that officials of all ranks in the court, after receiving Kong Deming's order, rushed to the palace more than an hour early to wait.

They were afraid that if they arrived even a moment too late, they would lose their official positions.

But they arrived too early; the palace gates simply wouldn't open for them.

Bored, people naturally look for something to do, so the turmoil in the palace a few hours earlier became the perfect topic of conversation.

Officials with little ambition were fine; they simply stood there whispering with a few close friends, not daring to speak loudly.

High-ranking officials with ulterior motives also stood silently before the crowd, pondering how to protect themselves and, incidentally, gain more benefits.

On the contrary, those self-proclaimed upright and honest impoverished scholars and dutiful loyal ministers were cursing loudly in the middle of the crowd, completely disregarding the strange looks from those around them.

At this moment, Lin Po had already arrived above the palace, followed by Zhong Liwu, Jing Hongchen, and the titled Douluo of the New Holy Spirit Sect.

The scene in front of the palace gates naturally caught their eye, and Lin Po was deeply moved by it.

"It seems that no matter what country or dynasty, these types of people will always be the mainstream of the court. Wuyun, have you made a note of those people?"

"Reporting to the Holy Son, it has been recorded, not a single one is missing!"

For a moment, the conversation between the master and servant left the others stunned. What kind of nonsense was that they had written down?
And the thoughts of the four worshippers became increasingly complicated.

It's no wonder that the Holy Son values ​​this dark cloud even more; at least the three of them couldn't guess what the Holy Son meant just now.

Jing Hongchen, equally puzzled, glanced at Zhongli Wu and, seeing his expressionless face, assumed he had guessed Lin Po's thoughts.

He immediately leaned over and nudged him lightly with his elbow, asking in a low voice:

"Hey bro, what's Lin up to? If you know, tell me about it."

"Hmph, I don't know!"

The confident and assertive answer left Jing Hongchen speechless.

You don't know this and you're still acting so calm. I'm an old man, do you think I'm Shrek?

Fortunately, what Lin Po said next finally answered everyone's questions.

"Yes, after the court assembly, you take a few people and go door-to-door to 'make arrangements' for the new emperor. There can't be any mishaps after the new emperor ascends the throne."

"Yes, Your Majesty! Please allow me to bring the four honored guests along, just in case!"

"That's right!"

Such a murderous exchange made Jing Hongchen and the other person instantly realize the truth.

Alright, this disciple/grandson-in-law's sister-obsessed tendencies have surfaced again!
He must have realized that those silent ministers had ill intentions and wanted to get rid of Zhang Lexuan now so that he could save some trouble after she ascended the throne.

The words they used sounded nice, but what kind of nonsense is this? It's just sending dark clouds to send their whole family to heaven!

The four elders and the three disciples were different from Jing Hongchen and his companion; their eyes were filled with emotion as they looked at Wuyun.

It seems Wu Yun is truly thinking of them. After deciding the fate of a group of people in just a few words, Lin Po turned back to look at Zhong Liwu.

"Teacher, are you ready on your end?"

"Yes, I have already made the arrangements. I will personally take the lead from now on and will not let your hard work go to waste."

"Then I'll trouble the teacher!"

Another baffling conversation left Jing Hongchen scratching his head in frustration.

He seemed to be the only one present who had nothing to do and appeared quite useless.

In order to make her presence known, Jing Hongchen, who had been observing for a long time, finally couldn't help but ask a question.

"Grandson-in-law, is there anything I can do for you?"

Lin Po was overjoyed upon hearing this. He really did have something he needed Jing Hongchen to do. He was worried that Jing Hongchen wouldn't agree, but now it was delivered right to his door.

"Of course there are, and you're very good at it. You can make a few soul tools for Poison Undying."

"This is simple, it's just poison. Who?! Who won't die from the poison?!"

Upon hearing that it was about making soul tools, Jing Hongchen agreed without hesitation.

But when he talked about the poison not killing him, his voice suddenly rose several decibels.

"No, grandson-in-law, if he can't be poisoned to death, he's already a Limit Douluo. If you equip him with a few level-nine soul tools, aren't you going to mess things up?"

Seeing Jing Hongchen's slightly worried expression, Lin Po felt a warmth in his heart, and his sharp aura softened somewhat.

"Don't worry, I trust Poison-Free."

Lin Po's guarantee silenced Jing Hongchen. After some thought, she had no choice but to reluctantly agree to the task.

“I can make it for him, but he has to find the rare metals himself. I don’t have that much money to provide them.”

"Of course!"

Just as Lin Po finished arranging everything, the palace gates were about to open.

Led by a dozen eunuchs, hundreds of officials and ministers fell silent and headed toward the palace.

"Teachers, you should go. You can't just stay out of this kind of situation."

Before he could finish speaking, Jing Hongchen immediately became unhappy.

"Huh? You're not going?! You deserve the most credit of everyone. Without you, we don't even know if this whole thing would have happened. And now that the cake is baked, you're not going?"

Lin Po shook his head indifferently, explaining in a very calm tone.

"I know Sister Lexuan. If I really appeared in the imperial court today, she would definitely give me something despite everyone's objections."

"Even if I were given just an eighth-level soul tool, it would subtly diminish the meager reputation she has just built up."

It could even allow malicious individuals to exploit this and spread unpleasant rumors.

"Sister Lexuan doesn't have enough energy to deal with these things right now, and I don't want her to control a country littered with corpses."

"Therefore, I can accept anything she gives me in the future, and I can appear openly anywhere in the palace at any time."

But not today.

"Moreover, it's quite a strange feeling to stand in the shadows and watch the empress who was pushed to the top by your own hand."

As he spoke, Lin Po's lips curled up slightly, leaving Jing Hongchen and Zhongli Wu feeling quite helpless.

Why make such a big plate of dumplings just for a little bit of vinegar? What's the point?

"Fine, fine, you're so right. We'll go ahead then. Aren't you afraid that Le Xuan will be angry with you?"

Having said that, without waiting for Lin Po's response, Jing Hongchen turned around and flew towards the main hall of the palace.

Seeing this, Zhongli Wu didn't say anything either, but nodded to his disciples and then led the four elders to catch up with Jing Hongchen.

Only when they were completely out of sight did Lin Po answer Jing Hongchen's question in a voice only he could hear.

"Grandpa, you're wrong. Sister Lexuan knows me very well too, how could she not guess what I'm thinking?"

(End of this chapter)