Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

As soon as Tang Tianlu finished speaking, he turned around without hesitation.

His footsteps were quick and powerful, like a gust of wind, and he rushed out of the tent quickly.

Although his posture was upright, he leaned forward slightly because of his inner anxiety.

Every step was taken big and fast, as if it was a fierce race against time.

Everyone in the tent followed his hurriedly departing back.

Tang Tianlu's figure paused briefly at the door of the tent, his outline outlined by the moonlight outside the tent.

Soon he blended into the dark night, like a fleeting gust of wind, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Only the sound of wind caused by Tang Tianlu's hurried passing was still lingering in the air.

As time passed, Wang Congyi was the only one left in the tent.

He stood there alone, and the air around him seemed to be frozen.

Wang Congyi frowned, his eyes revealing deep worry and solemnity.

He looked ahead with somewhat empty eyes, but his mind was like a rapidly spinning vortex, constantly thinking about the various challenges that the guard battalion might face next.

Is it a possible surprise attack by the enemy, a potential safety hazard for food and supplies, or a loyalty issue among internal personnel?

Several difficult problems came to Wang Congyi like a tide, making him feel a little breathless.

At this time, Wang Congyi knew that he had to stay sober and find a proper response plan in order to lead the guard battalion through these difficulties.

"I hope everything goes well, otherwise I will be a failure of your kindness."

At the same time, after accepting Wang Congyi's instructions, Tang Tianlu did not dare to delay for a moment.

He jumped onto the swift horse that had been prepared long ago, squeezed his legs hard on the horse's belly, and shouted.

The horse neighed and galloped out like an arrow.

The dust raised by horse hooves spread in the night.

Along the way, the moonlight shone on Tang Tianlu's galloping figure, and the trees and houses on the roadside quickly retreated like ghosts.

He gripped the reins tightly, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, thinking only of getting to the Hidden Dragon Guard Intelligence Gathering Division's base in Luzhou as quickly as possible.

Tang Tianlu was not afraid when he encountered narrow alleys.

He lowered his body slightly and urged the horse to move flexibly among the crowd.

Even when encountering a rough road, Tang Tianlu did not slow down at all.

With superb riding skills, he jumped over the obstacles smoothly time and time again.

As time goes by, the sky gradually turns white.

That faint dawn light indicates that dawn is approaching.

After running around for several hours, Tang Tianlu finally saw the base of the Hidden Dragon Guard Intelligence Collection Department in Luzhou.

His tense nerves finally relaxed a little, and he pulled the reins hard, causing the panting horse to slowly stop.

When Tang Tianlu got off the horse, his legs were a little weak from riding for a long time.

But he couldn't care about all these at the moment. After making some adjustments, he walked quickly to the heavy door with slightly tired but still firm steps.

However, Tang Tianlu had just raised his hand, and his fingertips had not yet touched the cold door knocker.

At this critical moment, a low and alert voice suddenly sounded.

"Stop! Who are you?"

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a nimble security guard appear like a ghost in the shadows beside the door.

The guard was dressed in black and held a long sword tightly in his hand.

The sword reflected the faint light before dawn, flashing with a hint of coldness.

The black-clad guard stared at Tang Tianlu with a look of vigilance, as if he would draw his sword without hesitation if Tang Tianlu made the slightest move.

Tang Tianlu's heart trembled, but he quickly calmed down.

He was well aware of the strict rules and security here, so he quickly put away his anxious expression and put on a calm face.

"I am under the order of Lord Wang Congyi to discuss important matters with the Intelligence Collection Department. Please let me know."

After saying this, Tang Tianlu clasped his fists slightly, and at the same time, his eyes met the black-clad guard's gaze calmly.

Try to make the other person see the urgency and reality of the matter from your eyes.

Unexpectedly, the black-clad guard still did not relax his vigilance. "I have never met any Lord Wang. This is also a private residence. Please leave immediately, young master."

Seeing that the black-clad guards were so alert, Tang Tianlu showed no intention of letting down his guard.

He immediately understood that if he wanted to successfully enter the Intelligence Collection Department's base, he had to produce a token that could prove his identity and purpose.

At this moment, Tang Tianlu was not at all flustered. He reached his hand into his arms steadily.

He fumbled in the lining of his clothes for a moment, then carefully took out a token.

The token has a smooth texture and exudes an ancient luster in the dim morning light.

It is engraved with unique patterns and marks, which are the unique identity of the Hidden Dragon Guard.

Tang Tianlu slowly turned around and handed the token to the black-clad guard.

His movements were neither hurried nor slow, and his eyes showed confidence and determination.

It seems that this token is the key to unlock all obstacles.

The black-clad guard narrowed his eyes slightly upon seeing this, but his vigilance remained undiminished.

Then he stretched out his hand and took the token cautiously.

The black-clad guard placed the token in front of his eyes and examined it carefully in the dim light.

His eyes moved repeatedly over every texture and every mark on the token, trying to find any trace of forgery.

About half a quarter of an hour later, the tense expression of the black-clad guard finally relaxed a little.

He nodded slightly, then returned the token to Tang Tianlu, and his attitude became a little more polite.

"Sir, please wait a moment. I will go in and pass the message."

The black-clad guard looked at Tang Tianlu cautiously, then turned and walked quickly into the heavy door.

As the door slowly closed with a creak, Tang Tianlu stood alone outside the door. It was so quiet around him that he could only hear his own slightly rapid breathing.

At this moment, he was feeling anxious and uneasy, not knowing what the situation was like inside. Time seemed to be getting very long as he waited.

Less than a cup of tea later, the tightly closed door made a creaking sound again and then slowly opened again.

Then the black-clad guard walked out with steady steps, followed closely by a burly man. It was Zhao Wu, the Jinyiwei jailer who had returned to his normal appearance.

Zhao Wu was wearing a dark brown suit. There were some slight signs of wear and tear on the clothes, but it did not detract from the capable aura he exuded.

Zhao Wu's face had clear contours and his eyes were sharp and shrewd.

The stubble on his chin gave him a weathered look.

The two men walked up to Tang Tianlu together, and the black-clad guard slightly turned sideways and gestured to Tang Tianlu to Zhao Wu.

Zhao Wu looked Tang Tianlu up and down, his eyes filled with scrutiny and inquiry.

After a while, he bowed slightly and said, "Brother Tang, I have heard a lot about you.

I heard that you came here to discuss something important?"

Tang Tianlu said in disbelief: "I never thought you were also a member of the Hidden Dragon Guard!" (End of this chapter)