Tianlong: Starting with Mantuo Manor as fertilizer

Chapter 70 Seeing Through

The contents of the letter were very simple.

It refers to the kidnapping of Duan Zhengchun's daughter, accompanied by a small portrait.

When Duan Zhengchun read the letter, his heart did indeed tighten.

After all, with so many illegitimate daughters emerging, one more wouldn't be surprising.

But upon seeing the portrait, he couldn't help but laugh.

The person in the portrait was none other than his only son, Duan Yu.

However, he was not dressed as a typical Confucian scholar, but rather in a Miao woman's outfit.

"Haha, Zhong Wanchou is getting more and more outrageous!"

"This is clearly a drawing made out of thin air, based on Yu'er's appearance!"

As Duan Zhengchun laughed, he passed the painting to Ba Tianshi and Shan Chanhou for a look.

Everyone smiled knowingly, not taking it to heart.

Xie Buruo also took the painting and examined it: "It is indeed my third brother's appearance."

The servant was still waiting for the prince's reply so he could ask for instructions on how to proceed.

Duan Zhengchun couldn't be bothered with such petty thievery, and waved his hand, saying, "Ignore him!"

Xie Buruo, however, felt that it was rather strange that Duan Yu had not yet arrived at the Prince's Mansion.

Moreover, in the original novel, Zhong Wanchou actually kidnapped Duan Yu.

"Could it be my third brother?"

Duan Zhengchun waved his hands repeatedly: "Yu'er is the most stubborn of men; how could he possibly disgrace the family by wearing women's clothing!"

The Prince of Zhennan suddenly felt a little insecure when he realized that Xie Buruo knew more about his family's affairs than he did.

He secretly channeled his inner energy and used telepathy to inquire whether he truly had an illegitimate daughter who looked exactly like Duan Yu.

Xie Bu Ruo shook his head repeatedly in affirmation.

Duan Yu is not your son.

Where did this daughter who looks exactly like him come from?

Are Dao Baifeng's twins?

Even if it's true.

Those are Duan Yanqing's many daughters.

Duan Zhengchun was finally relieved when he saw him shake his head.

Xie Buruo still felt it was inappropriate and advised Duan Zhengchun to at least send someone to follow the messenger to see if it was true or not.

Duan Zhengchun was initially unwilling, but then he thought of Zhong Wanchou's wife, whom he hadn't seen for many years and missed dearly, so he immediately agreed.

The messenger hadn't expected the Prince of Zhennan to be so adamant, not even replying to a single letter, so he had no choice but to hurry back to report.

As he left, he brushed past Gu Ducheng and the others.

In the Valley of Ten Thousand Calamities.

Zhong Wanchou glanced at Duan Yu in women's clothing and paced back and forth.

"The most ruthless are those in the imperial family! They won't even save their own daughter."

Duan Yanqing remained expressionless, silently nodding as he recalled his past experiences.

Zhong Ling, seizing the opportunity, said, "Since this woman is useless, why not let her go?"

Duan Yu agreed wholeheartedly and nodded repeatedly.

Zhong Wanchou waved his hand: "What does a little girl like you know? We're discussing serious matters, get out."

Zhong Ling ran out, intending to inform Zhu Danchen and the others.

Yun Zhonghe sniffed the air, feeling that Zhong Ling seemed familiar.

When he kidnapped the person, Zhong Ling smeared mud on his face and hid under a mat.

The two never met.

While pondering, Duan Yanqing asked.

"Fourth brother, how's the investigation going? Have you found any trace of Duan Yu?"

A crane in the clouds carries a portrait from his bosom.

"The young man surnamed Duan is not in Dali City. I heard that he refused to learn martial arts and has run away from home."

He took out the portrait and showed it to everyone.

She did indeed resemble the Miao girl in front of her by about seven or eight points.

This further convinced them that the woman in front of them was undoubtedly Duan Zhengchun's daughter.

Duan Yanqing said coldly.

"The One-Finger Divine Skill of the Duan Family of Dali is something many people want to learn but never have the chance to."

"This kid doesn't know how lucky he is. I think Brother Duan Zhengming's days are numbered."

Yun Zhonghe's eyes darted around: "Boss, since Duan Zhengchun refuses to acknowledge her, she's no longer of any use. Why don't you just leave her to me?"

As he spoke, he began to grope Duan Yu.

Duan Yu had never seen such a scene before.

"stop!"

He couldn't help but shout it out.

His voice was deep and resonant, completely unlike a woman's voice.

Yun Zhonghe was so startled that he immediately pulled his hand away.

Everyone in the room turned to look at Duan Yu.

Duan Yanqing gave him a wink.

Yue Laosan reached down and probed Duan Yu's lower body, feeling both surprised and delighted.

"Boss, he's got a guy!"

Duan Yanqing took the painting for comparison and tapped the blue brick twice with his iron staff.

"Disguised as someone else, a substitute for another."

"It seems I underestimated you, Young Master Duan."

"They managed to hide their identities right under our noses."

Duan Yu realized he couldn't hide it any longer, so he decided to follow Xie Bu Ruo's example and use his silver tongue to persuade the villains to turn back from their evil ways.

Since he entered the martial arts world, he has never suffered a loss.

They never expected Xie Buruo to be able to negotiate with the Shennong Gang, given that his martial arts skills were far superior to Sikong Xuan's.

Otherwise, even if one possesses the antidote to the Life and Death Talisman.

The other party can also forcibly seize it instead of sitting down to negotiate.

Duan Yu had no bargaining power when facing the Four Evils.

He had barely said two words when his mouth was stuffed shut.

Duan Yanqing's mood improved significantly.

"I searched high and low without finding it, but then it came to me effortlessly."

"Now that Duan Yu is in our hands, making the Dali Duan family lose face is just a piece of cake."

Yue Laosan asked, "Boss, are we going to capture another one of Duan Zhengchun's illegitimate daughters?"

Duan Yanqing, confident in his plan, shook his head, indicating that he had an even more wicked scheme.

He looked toward Yun Zhonghe, the number one womanizer in the martial arts world.

"Fourth brother, the eldest brother needs your help."

He glanced at Duan Yu, then at Yun Zhonghe.

The meaning is self-evident.

But Yun Zhonghe refused to comply this time.

Unaware of the truth, he was preoccupied with wanting to kiss her.

Knowing the truth now, I have absolutely no interest in it anymore.

Yun Zhonghe hurriedly said, "Boss, you know me. I, Yun Zhonghe, have only ever picked flowers in my life and have no interest in men."

Duan Yanqing sighed softly.

His gaze fell on Yue Laosan, who always listened to him the most.

Yue Laosan shook his head repeatedly: "Boss, you know me, I'm not even that good with women."

Duan Yanqing skipped over Ye Erniang and focused on his apprentice Tan Qing.

Tan Qing shuddered in fright.

"Master, my internal injuries have not yet healed, and I am truly unable to share your burdens. Alas, if only the Three Tyrants were still alive."

"He has never been averse to anything, and he is most skilled at this kind of thing."

A nation in peril yearns for capable generals!

Duan Yanqing slammed his hand on the armrest, only to find that he had no soldiers left to use.

Yue Laosan said bitterly, "It's all Xie Buruo's fault! If he hadn't killed my disciple, this matter would have been simple!"

Duan Yu, though unable to speak, was deeply moved by what he heard.

"I never imagined my elder brother would save my life from the unseen forces; otherwise, the consequences today would have been unimaginable!"

Yue Laosan came up with another idea.

"Boss, I have a plan."

"This kid is suited to learn the kung fu of my South Sea School. Why don't we hand him over to me and train him into a master of demonic arts? The Duan family will lose face too."

If these words had come from someone else, Duan Yanqing would have taken them as a mockery and would have immediately killed him.

But he already knew that Yue Laosan was not mentally sound, so he didn't take it to heart and simply rejected his proposal.

Duan Yanqing turned around and saw Zhong Wanchou stroking his beard and smiling, and his heart stirred.

"I've heard that Zhong Wanchou's wife has a close relationship with Duan Zhengchun. His expression suggests he might be planning revenge on Duan Zhengchun's son?"

"Hmm, this person is indeed ruthless!"

He tentatively asked, "Is Valley Master Zhong interested?"

Zhong Wanchou laughed heartily: "Why bother with all this, Boss Duan?"

He pointed at Duan Yu.

"Emperor Duan Zhengming of Baoding has no sons, so the throne of Dali will be passed on to Duan Zhengchun in the future."

"And Duan Zhengchun only had this one son."

"This child will one day become the Emperor of Dali."

"If word gets out that the future ruler of a nation is dressed as a woman, won't the Dali Duan family be utterly disgraced and become a laughingstock in the martial arts world?"

"All we need to do is invite fellow martial arts practitioners to witness this together."

Tan Qing interjected, "Invite fellow martial artists? The Duan family is the emperor of Dali; who among them would dare to oppose them?"

Zhong Wanchou laughed heartily.

"We invited fellow martial artists not to oppose the Duan family, but to have a drink and, coincidentally, to serve as witnesses."

"Moreover, they invited not only martial arts practitioners from Dali, but also heroes from the Central Plains."

"The Duan family of Dali has always considered themselves superior and treats their friends in the martial arts world according to the rules of the martial arts world. They never believe that quantity is the key to victory or that they will bully others by relying on their power."

Duan Yanqing nodded and said, "That's right. For hundreds of years, the Duan family of Dali has always had this ancestral precept."

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