After saving the Empress, I became the top scholar in the imperial examination.

He shook his head slightly and said, "Please wait a moment, everyone. In another quarter of an hour, I will explain everything to you."

Seeing that he still wouldn't speak, Feng Yu and the other two frowned but didn't say anything more.

The Heavenly Principle Sect is a tightly organized group. Among the dozen or so people present, many secrets are known only to the three altar leaders and Xu Tianji.

Similarly, some more important matters are known only to a handful of people, such as the Right Protector and the Left Protector, to prevent scoundrels from leaking secrets.

This is no small matter.

If it succeeds in one fell swoop.

The Heavenly Principle Sect soared to new heights from then on.

The expulsion of the Tartars and the restoration of our homeland will be just around the corner.

"Brothers, my brothers from Nan Dui Ze Tan have just gone to scout ahead, and the waterways that were previously passable have indeed been blocked by the Yongwei Camp. Whether they were just lucky or that Qin Yuanyao, that damned woman, managed to find something to hold us back, the bottom line is, we can't travel by water."

Shen Shou stood up, looked around, and spread his hands.

Although everyone was prepared, they still couldn't help but feel a chill upon hearing these words.

Peng Liangang looked at Feng Yu and sneered, "It's all thanks to our Sect Leader Feng. If Sect Leader Feng had captured Ning Baixuan a day earlier, we might have already escaped by water. Now we wouldn't be living in fear and enjoying this blessing!"

Feng Yu stared at the table, remaining silent.

A shrewish, obese woman holding a knife stood up behind him and sneered:

"Master Peng's words are quite clever. If Master Peng hadn't been so stingy with that jar of 120-year-old fine wine, forcing Master Feng to ask the Right Protector for a warrant to persuade him, why would our Genshan Altar have had to wait an extra day to capture that spineless coward?"

The obese woman had a piece of blue floral cloth wrapped around her head and spoke rudely.

Standing next to her was a thin man. He looked nervously at his wife, then at Peng Liangang, whose eyebrows were slightly raised. He tugged at his wife's blue cloth dress and muttered, "Don't make a sound, don't make a sound."

The plump woman flung her hand away and angrily cursed at her husband, "Let go!"

Peng Liangang glanced at the woman, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Madam Huang, you're asking me, Old Man Peng, for wine regarding your matter at Genshan Altar..."

The fat woman laughed angrily: "Oh, now that Altar Master Peng is distinguishing between you and me, we are from the same sect. When Altar Master Feng attributed 80% of the great merit to you, how could you accept it so readily in front of the Right Protector?"

"Put your hands on your heart and ask yourself, if it weren't for Master Feng's intervention, could we have defeated Ning Baixuan without losing a single person?"

Peng Liangang sneered, "Ning Baixuan is nothing but a good-for-nothing! Does Madam Huang really think that your Tanhua sect has captured such a good-for-nothing in so many days?"

The plump woman rolled her eyes and snorted, "Hey Peng, why don't we release Ning Baixuan and let you try to catch him?"

Peng Liangang raised his eyebrows. He knew that once this great event was accomplished, the Right Protector's prestige would increase greatly. As long as the old leader did not come out, the Left Protector and Chen San and the others alone could not support that eighteen-year-old young leader.

It seems the Right Protector is about to seize the opportunity to become the new leader and return north to take charge of the overall situation.

At that time, the Southern Protector of the Heavenly Principles Sect will need to be chosen to take charge... It will either be him or Feng Yu.

Although the Right Protector praised him for the great contribution of those few jars of wine, he must have secretly favored Feng Yu more.

Old Man Peng didn't care about this. He believed that he had the qualifications to be the Right Protector, but not the ability.

However, seeing that Feng Yu was about to ride roughshod over him, he couldn't help but feel annoyed. Whenever he had the chance, he would always say something sarcastic to him to make himself feel better.

He knew in his heart that although Ning Baixuan was a weak and incompetent scholar, the Embroidered Uniform Guard was not to be trifled with.

Old Man Peng was truly impressed that they could pull off such a bloodless substitution right under the noses of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

However, despite my admiration, I'm always unwilling to admit defeat. I feel uncomfortable both verbally and in my heart if I don't make a few sarcastic remarks about Mr. Feng.

Unexpectedly, Feng Yu didn't say anything, but his men started making trouble, putting him in an awkward position.

Peng Liangang then shouted a few more curses, and the fat woman retaliated with her own curses. People around them started to try and break up the fight.

With the important matter at hand, Old Man Peng stopped arguing with her and instead sneered at her husband, "Huang Deliang, are you planning to be dominated by a woman for the rest of your life?"

The thin man gave a wry smile, but before he could speak, the plump woman chuckled and said:

"Old man, you're absolutely right! My man can only be on top of me on the bed; otherwise, he'll be crushed by me. The rest of the time, hey! It's always me on top of him!"

The fat woman's crude words caused everyone to burst into laughter, saying that Huang's wife still cared for her husband.

Huang Deliang's face was bright red, and he didn't know what to say.

Feng Yu and Shen Shou exchanged a few wry smiles, stood up and tried to smooth things over. With Feng Yu's persuasion, Huang's wife finally withdrew her troops in a huff.

After a minor argument.

Shen Shou glanced at the sky and saw that it was getting orange-yellow on the horizon, indicating that it was almost late afternoon. He then exchanged a glance with Feng Yu and they both nodded.

Feng Yu reached into his pocket and pulled out a map, drawing everyone around him.

Then, Feng Yu took out a brush and ink, drew three small circles on the map, and said, "We do not yet know which ferry crossing the Right Protector is currently at: Xiaoshi Ferry, Huiyan Rock, and Xiangwang Stone."

That brings us to this point.

Everyone turned to look at Xu Tianji, whose expression was indifferent.

Feng Yu said, "Brother Xu will tell us the location when it's late afternoon, and then we'll go together." Everyone present was a skilled fighter within the sect and knew the sect's rules, so they didn't realize that the Right Protector didn't trust them.

Whether it's the Tartar's stick-stick office or the Southern Dynasty's Embroidered Uniform Guard, they are both cunning and insidious henchmen who can infiltrate any corner of the world. Be careful and have a foolproof plan.

Shen Shou took the pen from Feng Yu, dipped it in ink, and, with his exceptional memory, drew three routes from their current location at the Xiaobai River. He then pointed out the imperial sentry posts they had identified over the years, as well as the sentry posts established by the Beijing garrison in recent days, and said:

"Brothers, although these three routes are rugged and difficult to travel, they all bypass the imperial guards. Just now, the Right Protector also traveled freely through one of these three routes without any hindrance. Now, everyone, please remember these routes. If Shen or Brother Feng die on the way, we will trouble you all to escort them across."

Life and death are unpredictable, and the crowd, instead of feeling unlucky, came over to memorize the route.

Peng Liangang, in particular, observed very carefully and said that not only should the route be remembered, but also the sentry posts. If they got separated, they should never go to the imperial sentry posts. Everyone nodded in agreement, thinking to themselves, "No wonder Old Man Peng has lived so long."

Everyone carefully memorized the route, waiting for the appointed time when Xu Tianji would reveal which ferry crossing the Right Protector was at, after which they could proceed along the actual route.

After a while...

Suddenly, a faint noise came from the inner room, followed by a woman's panicked scream: "Ah!"

Feng Yu frowned.

Then, as if he had just realized something, his expression suddenly turned to one of great alarm!

"Junior Sister!" he exclaimed in surprise, standing up abruptly and turning his head sharply to look into the inner room.

Everyone was startled. Upon hearing the scream, they immediately understood what had happened. In the blink of an eye, their eyes filled with complex emotions and anger. Madam Huang's fat face twitched, and she drew her precious sword from her waist and slammed it on the table.

"Bang!"

She revealed a set of gleaming white teeth and sneered, "This Yu Dayong really doesn't take our Master Feng seriously... He's having a good time today... Everyone," she glanced around at the crowd and said, "I'm going to castrate him later, does anyone have any objections?" Everyone's hearts skipped a beat.

Feng Yu's face turned pale, and he staggered out. The others looked anxious and immediately followed.

Bang!

After Huang's wife, Peng Liangang slammed his fist on the table, stood up, gritted his teeth, and roared, "That Yu Dayong! That damned beast! I'll go skin him alive!"