One Dao Fruit a day, starting with the Dragon Taming Technique.

Chapter 68 City Change

Shuocheng.

The Du family.

"Brother, hasn't Guang-ge come back yet?"

Du Zhao's voice came through.

Du Changwei looked at his father beside him; they had just received a message from Xu Guang.

He only told them to pack their valuables, sell everything they could from their homes, and be ready to leave the city at any time. He also told them to stay at the military camp as much as possible before he returned to the city.

Du Zhong frowned as he looked at the letter, his gaze distant.

Xu Guang had spoken with him before leaving for Cheng, mentioning that Sun Ganxuan might have sold Shuocheng. Now that he has sent a letter, it is highly likely that this has been confirmed.

It seems—

Sun Ganxuan has truly gone mad.

He had already secretly sold some of the Du family's possessions that were difficult to take with him. Of course, selling things like houses would be too difficult and too obvious, so he didn't touch them.

However, if you really want to escape the city, you don't need to care about real estate or anything like that.

Du Changwei looked at Du Zhong, "Father, should we do as Xiao Guang said?"

Du Zhong narrowed his eyes, his mind racing with a thousand thoughts.

If it were Xu Guang, he would at most flee with his family.

But Du Zhong was different. He had served in the army for nearly twenty years, had many acquaintances, and had many soldiers who followed him.

To make him abandon those old comrades in the army without any hesitation is truly—

But if what Xu Guang told him before was true, and all the demons in Shuofang Prefecture came to Shuocheng, then even a general like Qian Yue might not be able to escape unscathed, let alone him.

He closed his eyes, and after a long while, he opened them.

He looked at his wife and children in the courtyard.

Du Zhong sighed deeply, having already made his decision.

This message must not be missed!

Family members should be the priority.

He looked as if he had aged considerably.

However, everything has its own development and impact.

Xu Guang's slaying of the seven great demons who had existed for fifty years at Yangshan naturally had an impact.

The two men with the small mustache relayed the news back to Shuofang City. Sun Ganxuan was furious. He had already accepted the Tiger King's Heavenly Stone, and the betrayal of Shuofang City could not be stopped.

"Let the people of the night wind prepare."

Night Wind was an organization established by the group of traitors led by Tang Qiuyao of the Tianmen Sect, an army composed entirely of experts in the Dao of cultivation and magic.

Sun Ganxuan issued orders in an orderly manner.

Betraying Shuocheng was something he had planned for a long time, and he had made so many preparations that even if Sun Yinglong knew about it, he wouldn't have had time to do anything about it.

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"Prefect Sun of Shuocheng will be celebrating his fiftieth birthday. You will enter the city under the pretext of congratulating him. Once inside, split into two groups: one to control the Prefect's residence and mobilize the city's troops to suppress the rebellion; the other to kill Qian Yue and, with my military orders, order the city's garrison to leave. Anyone who disobeys will be executed on the spot."

"Send someone to inform the Tiger King that the transaction is being moved forward. The yamen soldiers and the fu army are all trained in martial arts and have pure blood and flesh. Tell the Tiger King to make preparations."

Sun Ganxuan squinted and gave the final order.

"Han Chuo was secretly instructed to kill Sun Yinglong."

When he assigned the yamen troops to garrison Yuncheng and Shuocheng respectively, he had already decided to abandon them.

After learning of the existence of the Taoist Scriptures, he abandoned the unruly yamen soldiers.

After all, a fierce dog is good, but a fierce dog that might devour its owner at any time is unacceptable.

The moonlight was dim, illuminating the willows swaying in the wind.

The governor's mansion, however, was brightly lit and bustling with people. Servants were arranging the mansion, making the already magnificent mansion even more dazzling, like a bright light in the dark night of Shuocheng.

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Han Chuo stood in the shadows, watching people come and go at the gate.

A voice suddenly came from behind.

"Are you hesitating?"

Han Chuo turned around, and his eyes narrowed slightly when he saw Tang Qiuyao's face. "I didn't expect you to come in person."

Tang Qiuyao remained expressionless. "The commander takes this matter very seriously."

Han Chuo remained silent.

Sun Ganxuan certainly valued it, as it concerned the transaction of tens of thousands of Heavenly Stones; how could he not care?

"Actually, I'm more curious about what Sun Ganxuan gave you that made you work so hard?"

Tang Qiuyao stared at Han Chuo for a long time. "Sun Ganxuan is much more patient than you and I imagine."

Han Chuo seemed to be deep in thought.

Just then, a voice came from behind, interrupting their conversation.

"Brother Han, who is this?"

With a gentle smile, Sun Yinglong approached the two men, accompanied by a young man, and calmly asked.

Han Chuo suppressed his thoughts and said, "This is Mr. Tang from the Jiedushi's residence. He was sent by the Jiedushi to congratulate the governor on his birthday."

Upon hearing this, Sun Yinglong's smile faded slightly. "The governor is very thoughtful, still caring about a mere prefect like me."

These words were neither soft nor hard; they carried a barb.

Han Chuo and Tang Qiuyao didn't care.

Perhaps in their eyes, Sun Yinglong was already a dead man.

"Brother Han, since you know this Mr. Tang, please show him around the mansion. We're all family here."

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Sun Yinglong spoke up.

The next morning.

Du Zhong got up very early. It was the governor's birthday, and today was the day for the New Year's Eve celebration, despite his poor relationship with Sun Yinglong.

But we won't cause trouble for Sun Yinglong at this time.

So early in the morning, Du Zhong summoned his troops to clear the way for the governor.

A gentle breeze blows, the snow melts, and the willow branches, sprouting new buds, sway in the wind.

The footsteps of the soldiers training outside were very clear, caused by the vibrations from many people rising and falling at the same time.

Du Zhong knew that they were his own yamen soldiers.

In recent days, he has frequently summoned his more than one hundred soldiers under his command under the guise of training.

Some discontent had arisen among the people below, but they did not rebel because of his prestige.

Du Changwei reached out and pushed aside the willow branches in front of him, then quickly walked to the outside of Du Zhong's room.

"Father, news has come from the governor's office that we can depart at any time. In addition, I have received news that the people sent by the military governor to offer birthday greetings will also be accompanying us."

Upon hearing this, Du Zhong suddenly thought of Xu Guang's letter, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

"Have your mother and wet nurse been settled in?"

Du Changwei nodded, talking as he walked.

The two men led the soldiers toward the place where they had cleared the way.

On the verge of arrival.

The wind suddenly changed, as if a force had suddenly appeared in the world, influencing the wind's movement. The willow branches, which had been blowing in one direction, suddenly began to sway wildly.

The wide street was deserted.

But just then, more than ten figures slowly emerged from an alleyway.

The two leaders had varying numbers of ghostly hands floating in front of them, while more than ten people in armor stood behind them.

Du Zhong frowned. "Spring Breeze Street is under lockdown today. Go back!"

"Retreat, or you will be killed without mercy!"

The two leaders wore black iron masks and their gazes swept around the training ground before finally settling on Du Zhong and Du Changwei.

Where is Xu Guang?

Du Zhong felt as if facing a formidable enemy and instinctively shielded Du Changwei behind him. Only the military formation of more than a hundred soldiers in front of him offered him a slight sense of security.

"Who are you people?"

The two men did not answer, but simply waved their hands slowly, and more than ten burly men in black armor rushed out from behind them.

Its impact seemed capable of toppling Buzhou Mountain.

Ten against a hundred.

In an instant, smoke and dust rose everywhere.

The dozen or so men seemed impervious to swords and spears, neither dodging nor avoiding the falling weapons of the imperial guards.

The tinkling sound kept coming.

Du Zhong's expression changed drastically. What kind of monster is this?

Fortunately, the yamen soldiers did not disappoint Du Zhong. Although these dozen or so men were fearless and almost invulnerable to swords and spears, they could not cause much damage. Most importantly, they were slow and not fast.

In a flash, countless thoughts raced through Du Zhong's mind.

Who are these people?

Sun Ganxuan's man?

But why look for Xu Guang?

He didn't have time to think about these people's identities anymore; his immediate priority was to come up with a solution.

Should they charge towards the government troops and meet up with Qian Yue and the others? Or should they lead the local government troops directly out of the city?

Xu Guang's words came to mind again: Sun Ganxuan sold the city.

There are people named Sun Ganxuan in the city; at this critical juncture, no one can be trusted.

"Leave the city!"