Ark Undead

As Liang Xun spoke, the vehicle followed the bridge all the way to the bustling downtown area.

Even with the car windows closed, people outside could still hear shouts and vehicle noises.

It was already late at night, but the city center of Shangshu was still bustling, like a city that never sleeps.

“I thought God knew what was going on. After all, we alone could not have done this; it was all thanks to the blessings you left behind.”

Liang Xun spoke respectfully, but his words became increasingly incomprehensible to the immortals.

He himself didn't know how he could move mountains and overturn seas, or how the people of Dayan claimed that he was the one who did everything.

If these are truly things he left behind, what were he thinking at the time? And how did he manage to do it?

Just how powerful was he back then?

The Undead became increasingly silent, but Liang Xun didn't care, fully fulfilling his duties as a guide.

Wherever he passed, he would tell the immortals about the stories of those places, many of which were completely unfamiliar to the immortals.

When the vehicle finally came to a stop, the immortal was already in a state of deep confusion.

The appearance of Da Yan was completely different from what he had expected.

Wei Yanwu had warned the undead that the Great Yan city looked nothing like any other city he knew.

Now, in the ears of the Undead, the Great Yan people completely disregard natural disasters, even managing to divert and redirect rivers. What exactly do the Great Yan people rely on? And what role can the Undead themselves play?

Liang Xun got out of the car first, then went to the Undying Man and opened the car door for him.

The Undead stepped off the vehicle, slung the greatsword that had been resting on his lap over his back, and looked up at the tall building in front of him.

"This is the temporary accommodation I've arranged for you. I hope you won't find it unpleasant."

Liang Xun said, standing behind the Undead.

The immortal glanced back at him, wondering what Lord Liang Xun was thinking.

"Lord Liang, I need to go to the capital."

"Yes, I understand."

Liang Xun lowered his head slightly and spoke without any emotion.

"With the spring hunt just around the corner, there are still important matters to be dealt with in the army, and the selection of the southern expeditionary force you lead has not yet been completed. With the Spring Festival approaching, the palace is working day and night, and the Emperor has no time to spare. Before summoning you from the capital, why not stay in Shangshu for a few more days? That way, I can fulfill my duty as a host."

Liang Xun's words were so logical and persuasive that even a fool couldn't think of any other reason to refuse.

To be honest, this Shangshu City has really piqued the interest of the immortals.

Since there's nothing else to do, I might as well stay in Shangshu for a few days.

"it is good."

The man who didn't die didn't say much. After uttering a single word, he turned and walked into the building.

"please."

Liang Xun followed two steps and escorted the Undead into the hotel lobby.

Liang Xun had already made arrangements; it wasn't a decision made on the spur of the moment after the immortals arrived.

The Undead's journey was smooth, and even their rooms had been arranged in advance.

I heard that the Undead had asked for an iron basin and firewood on the way, so a large cast iron pot was placed directly in the room for the Undead, and the corner of the room was piled with high-quality firewood, which could be seen from its color as it would burn for a long time.

Liang Xun's attentiveness made the Undead feel that something was wrong; he was too enthusiastic.

He was so enthusiastic that even the immortal couldn't tell whether he was investigating him or just getting to know him a little in order to entertain him.

However, the man who didn't die from the firewood really liked it; he stared at it as soon as he entered the room.

“Every evening, someone will deliver the day’s firewood to you. If you have any more specific requests, you can also tell the servant. As long as it is your request, I will certainly fulfill it.”

The Undead put down his greatsword, leaned against the wall, and turned to ask.

"Where are my friends?"

"Your room is arranged next to yours, but Miss Chen Huijie is entrusted by Lord Wei Yanwu and will not be staying here tonight. Another friend of yours has also been arranged to stay in the same room as you."

The Undead looked up and saw that the room was at least four meters high, a height from which even Onstan could stand upright.

The Undead was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Lord Liang Xun."

"The subordinate is here."

"You... need something from me?"

No.

Liang Xun shook his head.

The immortal continued to ask.

"You know my preferences. You know my habits. But you and I have nothing to do with each other."

"This is what I should do. Since it is His Majesty's order, I will do my best. Whether I have any requests of you or not is irrelevant."

The immortal stared at Liang Xun.

Liang Xun simply clasped his hands in a respectful gesture, showing no reaction whatsoever, his expression remaining completely indifferent.

A few seconds later, the Undead withdrew his gaze.

"I am very satisfied."

"Thank you for your praise, General."

"When are you going to the capital?"

"Once His Majesty issues the decree, I will arrange for people to escort you to the capital."

"What other plans do you have?"

"It is my duty to arrange accommodations for Your Excellency. I have no right to interfere in any other matters."

Seemingly worried that the Undying Man might feel this was restricting his freedom, Liang Xun added a special sentence.

"During this period, all areas of Shangshu will be open to you, and no one will accompany you to any place."

The Undying couldn't find even a single excuse in Liang Xun's arrangements that would restrict his movements. This freedom made him unable to resist taking another look at Liang Xun.

Liang Xun remained unchanged, calm and composed.

A moment later, the Undead came to the firewood, grabbed a piece of firewood, and broke it in two with his bare hands.

"Then you can leave."

"Yes, I'll take my leave."

Liang Xun respectfully left the room and quietly closed the door for the Undead.

The Undead threw firewood into the cast-iron pot, then took the spiral sword from his waist and stuck it into the pot.

laugh...

Flames quietly spread from the hilt of the sword down to ignite the entire pot, illuminating the armor on the undead.

After leaving the room where no one died, Liang Xun took the elevator down to the lobby.

The young Lupo man who had driven the Undead saw Liang Xun come out and quickly followed him.

"What's going on at the Si Sui Terrace?"

"Reporting to Your Excellency, nothing has been done so far."

"..."

Liang Xun glanced at the Lupo tribesman and snorted coldly.

"Hmph, they haven't made a move yet, they're really patient."

"My lord, the Divine General is in a hurry to enter the capital, yet you leave him here; I fear this is somewhat..."

Upon hearing this from the confidant of the Nalupo tribe, Liang Xun immediately stopped in his tracks.

Liang Xun stopped in his tracks, and his confidant realized he had said the wrong thing.

"Please forgive me, sir! I was just..."

"I know you're thinking of me, but you're naively simplistically assuming things."

Liang Xun reached out and patted his confidant on the shoulder twice.

"With the border troops about to be rotated, the radicals are trying to find ways to get rid of those ominous things. The Si Sui Tai is not making any moves, not just because they are keeping their composure, but because they are making a statement to the Emperor."

Liang Xun squinted at his confidant, who was bowing and scraping before him, and said.

"Now that the Divine General has returned to my Great Yan, do you really think it's my idea to keep the Divine General in Shang Shu?"

"You are not..."

The confidant was about to say something, but immediately realized his mistake and shut up.

"How can personal hobbies be linked to national affairs? You..."

Liang Xun shook his head and turned back to continue walking out of the hall.

His trusted confidant quickly followed.

"What the Imperial Household Department can't handle doesn't mean the Divine General can't handle it. The Divine General's stay in Shang Shu is exactly what that imperial edict meant, do you understand?"

As Liang Xun walked, he spoke in a low voice. His confidant, upon hearing this, quickly lowered his head, his heart pounding.

"These next few days, remember exactly when the Divine General leaves and when he returns, but don't send anyone to follow him. He's already starting to suspect my motives, so we can't upset him, understand?"

"Yes! I understand!"

269. I don't owe you money, do I?

Liang Xun's goal was definitely not simply to keep the immortals in Shang Shu.

Although, given his demeanor, to outsiders, his so-called reason of fulfilling his duty as a host was indeed plausible.

But the Undying himself knew best what he felt. When Liang Xun looked at him, besides the respect due, there was something else going on. It was as if he was using the Undying as a pawn in his game. And keeping the Undying in Shang Shu was a special plan of his.