The Condor Heroes: The Quanzhen Sect has produced a vengeful master!

"Seventh Master! You should come down and talk! The man is gone!"

Huang Rong looked up, smiled, and spoke. Hong Qigong jumped down and sat back down by the window.

"Mandala...where have I heard that name before?"

Hong Qigong stroked his chin, deep in thought.

This made Wang Jiuling's eyes light up. That's right, Hong Qigong has traveled all over the world for many years and has extraordinary knowledge.

"Senior! Do you perhaps recognize this fragrance?"

"..."

Wang Jiuling informed Hong Qigong of the clues he had uncovered about the Tibetan monks.

He then went and gave the box he had obtained to Hong Qigong.

Hong Qigong frowned after reading it.

"I vaguely remember, don't rush."

"Rong'er! Go and fetch paper and a pen!"

When Huang Rong retrieved the letter, he asked her to write it down and instructed her to have the Beggars' Sect disciples deliver it.

"Since this is something from the Western Regions Buddhist tradition, I have an old friend at Jinguang Temple in Xinyang. He traveled to the Western Regions in his younger days and might know something about it. I'll have a member of the Beggars' Sect send a message over to inquire for you!"

"Xinyang isn't far; we'll have news within a few days!"

"Then thank you very much, senior!" Wang Jiuling felt a glimmer of hope in his heart.

After the matter was over, Hong Qigong pulled Huang Rong away again.

Now that the Heroes' Gathering has come to a successful conclusion, he is too lazy to show his face again.

He simply wanted Huang Rong to give Lu Youjiao some pointers on martial arts so he could secretly assess the new gang leader's abilities.

Guo Jing smiled as he watched the two leave.

"Although Old Master Qi says he doesn't want to get involved, he still has many things on his mind!"

Wang Jiuling nodded as well. It was his first time meeting Hong Qigong, but he had a very good impression of this senior.

"Oh, right, senior brother!"

Wang Jiuling told Guo Jing about Yang Guo's departure.

Guo Jing remained silent for a moment.

"Senior brother, you don't need to worry. Yang Guo is kind-hearted and has his own opinions. He will definitely be able to distinguish right from wrong."

"We want him to grow, but we also have to give him space."

Wang Jiuling had a lot of confidence in Yang Guo, and Guo Jing nodded, forcing a smile.

"Sigh! I hope so! I'm such a terrible uncle..."

Just then, there was another knock on the door.

The messenger was a servant who said that people from the Song Dynasty had arrived and specifically requested to see the two deputy leaders.

Just as the Heroes' Gathering was ending and the heroes were about to return to Xiangyang, someone from the Song Dynasty arrived.

Guo Jing was somewhat surprised.

"Junior brother, let's go take a look!"

Soon, Guo Jing and Wang Jiuling, along with several renowned martial arts masters, went to meet the officials of the imperial court.

Only when you meet them do you realize that they are not people from the imperial court at all.

These people were led by a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar, accompanied by guards carrying knives.

"Master Guo! Master Qingyang!"

"My name is Wu Yong. I extend my greetings to you both on behalf of my master!"

Inside the reception room, the middle-aged man, Wu Yong, exuded an elegant and refined air, and his smile never faded since he entered the room.

Wang Jiuling and Guo Jing invited him to sit down.

"May I ask who your master is? And why do you dare to claim to be a member of the imperial court?" Guo Jing frowned.

Wu Yong's smile remained unchanged.

This guy's smile is very uncomfortable. He looks refined, but he's actually arrogant inside.

It was as if he belonged to a different social class from the other martial arts practitioners present.

"My master is none other than the current Prime Minister!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Jiuling and Guo Jing exchanged a glance, both seeing wariness in each other's eyes.

Shi Songzhi?

This man was one of the biggest treacherous officials in the court, relying on his military achievements to form cliques and gain personal connections, and acting arbitrarily.

Upon hearing that it was someone from Shi Songzhi, Wang Jiuling and Guo Jing knew that this treacherous minister sending someone was probably not a good thing.

As expected, Wu Yong's words made the two men's faces darken.

"My master heard that Master Guo had initiated the Heroes' Gathering, so he sent me here, firstly to offer his congratulations, and secondly..."

Wu Yong tapped his fingers on the armrest of the chair.

"My husband greatly admires all of you heroes!"

"Although you have formed an alliance, you are still just a scattered force. So, where will the funds come from?"

"How could a bunch of roughnecks possibly contend with the Mongol army?"

"If you all can submit to my master, and he speaks on your behalf in court, the Emperor might be grateful for your patriotism and bestow imperial favor upon you!"

"This will also allow you to better fight against the Mongols and serve the court!"

Wu Yong acted superior, as if he were bestowing charity.

Guo Jing was honest, but having guarded Xiangyang for so many years, he was not unaware of the nature of these treacherous officials.

They repeatedly requested the imperial court to send reinforcements to Xiangyang, but from the emperor down to the high-ranking officials and nobles, who took Xiangyang seriously?

Forget about increasing troop numbers, even paying military salaries is difficult.

Now that they have finally gathered a group of heroes to fight against the Mongols, that bastard Shi Songzhi sent people to steal their glory.

Say nice things, speak up for them.

In reality, Shi Songzhi simply wanted to win over the heroes to become his lackeys so that he could profit from it.

Beside him, Wang Jiuling's face was also terribly grim; the good mood he had just gotten from Qi Gong was completely gone.

Guo Jing immediately cupped his hands in greeting.

"We appreciate your kind offer, but it's unnecessary!"

Wu Yong leaned back in his chair.

His smile remained, but his voice had turned sinister. "Master Guo!"

"You call this gathering of heroes a nice name, a gathering of heroes."

"But if we put it bluntly, it's just a band of outlaws gathering and defying the imperial court!"

"Master Guo, are you really going to refuse?"

Wu Yong stared intently at Guo Jing, certain that Guo Jing's moral standards were too high to dare to resist.

Otherwise, if Guo Jing offends Shi Songzhi, who is behind him, he will not have a good time in Xiangyang.

Guo Jing had clearly thought of something as well, and his expression was very bad.

Wang Jiuling, who was standing to the side, could no longer bear it.

Guo Jing and his entire family stayed in Xiangyang to protect the Song Dynasty.

They were working tirelessly day and night, extremely busy.

This was originally an act of selfless dedication, but it was instead used by these treacherous officials to threaten him.

Crack!

The teacup in Wang Jiuling's hand was crushed, and the sound was so clear that everyone turned to look.

Guo Jing was about to say something when Wang Jiuling grabbed his arm.

He knew Guo Jing's predicament.

Guo Jing didn't want this to affect his future garrisoning of Xiangyang, but Wang Jiuling had no such concerns!

"Go back and tell Shi Songzhi that this Heroes' Gathering is none of his business, you old dog!"

No one expected Wang Jiuling to be so tough, immediately launching into a tirade.

Wu Yong's expression changed instantly. He was used to the insincerity and duplicitousness in officialdom, where everyone's smiles concealed daggers.

He was quite unaccustomed to encountering someone who immediately turned hostile. "What did you say?"

"You don't deserve to be told a second time!" Wang Jiuling pointed at Wu Yong.

"Junior brother! You..."

The others looked shocked. Guo Jing also tried to stop Wang Jiuling, but to no avail.

"OK!"

"How dare you do this?"

Wu Yong's face darkened.

Wang Jiuling stood up. "This matter has nothing to do with anyone else; it's simply that I personally despise you and that old dog behind you!"

"Let alone whether my senior brother Guo and many other heroes would agree to your request?"

"Even if they agree, I will not agree!"

With that, Wang Jiuling looked at the assembled experts, his hand already on his sword hilt. "Gentlemen, do you agree?"

Judging from this posture, if anyone dares to say "yes," Wang Jiuling will immediately stab them with his sword.

The experts were so frightened that they quickly shook their heads.

Wang Jiuling turned to look at Wu Yong.

"You saw it?"

Wu Yong was completely shocked; he never expected that Wang Jiuling would dare to threaten everyone all by himself.

He pointed at Wang Jiuling, his finger trembling. "You...you dare to insult Grand Secretary Shi, and you dare to threaten me like this? Aren't you afraid of getting yourself killed? Do you believe me...?"

bass!

Before he could finish speaking, Wang Jiuling had already drawn his sword and pointed it at him.

"If you have any dirty tricks up your sleeve, feel free to try them! See if my sword is sharp enough!"