From the fusion of Tongbei Quan to the Longevity Martial Saint

Upon hearing this, Gu Changyuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

These martial artists, who have achieved mastery in their training, possess eyesight far exceeding that of ordinary people.

On such a clear day, it is not difficult to see the flags waving several miles away.

"semaphore?"

Fang Qing nodded.

"Exactly. We can agree on a simple set of flag signals."

"For example, a red flag circled indicates safety, while a green flag circled indicates a suspicious location has been discovered."

"If the red flag is held high but not raised, it means a plea for help; if the green flag is held high but not raised, it means the attack has been successful."

"Two crossed flags indicate danger and a swift retreat; two flags waving simultaneously to the left and right signify assembly..."

"As long as it is agreed in advance, the message can be transmitted much faster and more accurately than a carrier pigeon within a radius of several miles."

Gu Changyuan nodded repeatedly as he listened. The method sounded simple, but it was extremely practical.

Just as he was about to ask about the specific rules of flag signals, a sneer came from behind him.

"Hmph... I thought it was some kind of brilliant trick."

"Isn't it just two pieces of rag tied to a stick?"

"This thing can't compare to a well-trained carrier pigeon? Fang Qing, are you trying to fool Lord Gu?"

"I, Lu Jianfeng, admit that your leather bag is a practical and good thing."

"But your idea of ​​using a flag to send a message is far too frivolous, utterly absurd!"

Fang Qing and Gu Changyuan turned their heads at the same time.

Lu Jianfeng had returned sometime earlier and was standing a few steps away, arms crossed, with a mocking expression.

Gu Changyuan's brows immediately furrowed.

To be honest, he also had some doubts about using flags to convey complex information.

This method sounds simple, but can it really be used as easily as an extension of one's own arm?

However, Fang Qing's previous performance had already earned him his deep trust.

From assisting in uncovering evidence of the crimes committed by the salt merchant Liu family, to demonstrating resourcefulness and competence in numerous missions.

Gu Changyuan knew that Fang Qing was not one to speak carelessly.

Even if this method of flag signaling ultimately does not achieve the desired effect.

With his True Essence Realm cultivation, he was confident that he could control the overall situation and prevent any major mistakes from happening.

Thinking of this, Gu Changyuan suppressed a trace of doubt in his heart and spoke in a deep voice.

"Lu Jianfeng, stop talking nonsense."

"Fang Qing's method is quite ingenious. Whether it works or not, we'll know once we try it."

He looked at Fang Qing, his tone becoming calmer.

"Fang Qing, just go ahead and do it. Tell us how you need our cooperation."

Fang Qing seemed oblivious to Lu Jianfeng's sarcasm.

He turned to Gu Changyuan beside him and said:

"The fewer people who know about using flags to pass instructions, the better."

"If too many people understand it, and the enemy sees the flag signals, our entire deployment will be exposed."

"My idea is that I will teach this set of flag signals to Zhanbo separately."

"Let him stay by your side."

"That way, I can report any discoveries I make outside to you immediately via flag signals through Zhanbo."

Gu Changyuan nodded in agreement after hearing this.

He then looked up at Lu Jianfeng, who was standing to the side, and announced:

"This operation will be led by Fang Qing."

"Lu Jianfeng, take ten men and conduct a comprehensive search of the area below."

"Focus on finding the location where the Jade-Faced Scholar might have hidden the account books."

"Remember, you must unconditionally obey Fang Qing's orders in all subsequent actions."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jianfeng's eyelids twitched violently, and his heart sank instantly.

He originally relied on the fact that his adoptive father had been a former subordinate of Gu Changyuan...

He was convinced that the position of team leader was rightfully his.

Unexpectedly, Fang Qing only said a few words lightly...

Gu Changyuan directly kicked him out of the command core and instead made him obey Fang Qing's orders.

This was an utter disgrace to Lu Jianfeng, who was always arrogant and self-important.

He clenched his teeth tightly, and you could almost hear the grinding sound between them.

But in front of Gu Changyuan, he dared not act rashly in the slightest.

He could only quickly cup his hands and reply in a deep voice:

"yes!"

After agreeing, he turned around angrily and strode back to the reserve camp's temporary encampment.

After standing there for a while, Lu Jianfeng finally managed to suppress the anger surging in his chest.

He shouted towards the crowd:

"Ten men, come with me to the designated area to search!"

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously searched for Zeng Qian's figure in the group.

He was calculating that as long as he could bring Zeng Qian into his team...

This would prevent her from having any further contact with Fang Qing.

During the search, as long as you stand out and find the ledger first...

Perhaps this will make Zeng Qian look at him in a new light and win back the beauty's favor.

Just as Lu Jianfeng opened his mouth, about to call out Zeng Qian's name...

Zeng Qian, however, carrying a bundle of cloth, stepped out of the line first.

Without even glancing at Lu Jianfeng, her clear voice rang out:

"Don't call me out."

"I want to join Fang Qing's team."

That sentence was like a bucket of cold water mixed with ice shards...

He fiercely poured water on the spark of resentment in Lu Jianfeng's heart.

He watched helplessly as Zeng Qian, carrying her belongings, walked towards Fang Qing's group without turning her head.

Lu Jianfeng's fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white and cracked...

It took me a long time to force myself to slowly relax.

He turned his head, staring at Fang Qing's back with a sinister gaze, his heart filled with surging hatred.

"Fine, Fang Qing, you want to be a winner in life, huh...?"

"It's not easy to get things done, but it's easy to mess things up!"

"Today I'll show you what it means to hold someone back and what it means to stab them in the back."

Thinking of this, Lu Jianfeng let out a cold snort...

He then randomly selected ten people and headed towards an area opposite to the direction Fang Qing had planned.

……

Fang Qing carefully taught Zhanbo the method of flag signal communication.

They then whispered a few more words to Gu Changyuan about the details of the follow-up support.

He then prepared to lead the remaining twenty reserve battalion members to another area opposite to Lu Jianfeng's to conduct a search.

Just then, Zeng Qian, carrying the cloth bundle, mustered her courage and walked over quickly.

"Fang Qing, wait a moment."

She called out to Fang Qing, and then opened the gray-blue cloth bundle in front of everyone.

Inside lay a brand-new leather backpack.

This backpack is about the size of a modern laptop bag...

But it's completely different from the rough, bulky, wildly stitched pig intestine buns made by Kuang Shisan, which only aim to prevent leaks.

The bag in Zeng Qian's hand is made of soft yet tough dark brown cowhide.

Every stitch is fine and even, as if it had been measured with a ruler.

The bag has smooth, crisp lines, clearly showing careful design.

The shoulder strap is the perfect width, and the edge is decorated with a matching leather cord.

Even if it were placed in a luxury boutique on Earth...

This can also be described as a masterpiece made entirely by hand by top artisans.

Fang Qing was taken aback when she saw the exquisite backpack handed to her.

Zeng Qian didn't dare to look up at him at that moment.

She lowered her head slightly, her gaze falling on the tips of her shoes, which were covered in dust.

A faint blush rose to the base of her ears.

"Don't misunderstand..."

"I sewed this bag for you to thank you for what you've done for everyone."

"If it weren't for you making these backpacks, I probably wouldn't have made it to the Bronze Men formation yesterday..."

"Not to mention getting second place and obtaining those four Qi Gathering Pills."

Her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.

Sunlight shone on her lowered profile...

The light reflected off the fine downy hairs on her cheeks, giving them a soft golden glow.

Today, Zeng Qian wore a dark blue outfit that was the uniform of the reserve battalion.

But her ordinary clothes could not hide her amazing figure at all.

The fabric was stretched taut by her full breasts, creating a breathtaking curve...

Her waist was extremely slender, as if it could be encircled by two hands.

The fitted trousers accentuated her long, straight legs...

Her buttocks were perky and round, rising and falling gently with her soft breathing.

She was looking down, revealing a section of her fair, jade-like neck.

A few strands of jet-black hair hung loosely on either side of her neck...

It made her skin appear even more supple and delicate.

At this moment, she looked embarrassed, her cheeks flushed.

The blush spread from her cheeks to her earlobes, like a ripe peach.

Many of the young members of the reserve camp around them were somewhat lost in thought.

He swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

Just as Zeng Qian was staring at her toes...

Suddenly, a magnified face entered her field of vision.

It's Zhanbo.

The guy was practically sprawled on the ground, almost lying on Zeng Qian's feet.

He grinned broadly, looking up at Zeng Qian's flushed face with an honest smile.

As if he had discovered some earth-shattering secret, he excitedly turned to Fang Qing and shouted:

"Fang Qing! Look!"

"Zeng Qian's eyes were bloodshot!"

"She must have stayed up all night designing and sewing this bag for you herself!"

Zeng Qian was exposed on the spot, and a trace of panic flashed across her face.

She suddenly looked up and glared at Zhanbo.

"Zhanbo! Stop spouting nonsense!"

"I...I only went to bed two hours later than usual yesterday!"

But the more she explained...

Zhanbo and the group of reserve team members behind him started arguing even more fiercely.

"Oh... I went to bed two hours later..."

"So you specialize in sewing bags, right...?"

"Senior Sister Zeng has such great skills!"

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