Embroidered Uniform Guard: I Can Plunder Talents-Chapter 57: The Southern Governor of Innate Perfection

Chapter 57: Chapter 57: The Southern Governor of Innate Perfection

Lei Zheng knew who was backing Wan Feiliang.

But even so, even if His Excellency the Eunuch himself came, it wouldn’t faze Lei Zheng—it’s not like he’s the only one with connections.

"Y-yes, sir, I understand!"

Clenching his fists in frustration, Wan Feiliang still lowered his head obediently.

When it came to Lei Zheng, Wan Feiliang truly dared not harbor any schemes; in terms of strength, there was no comparing.

As for background.

Sure, he had His Excellency the Eunuch backing him, but the General of Border Defense behind Lei Zheng was hardly someone easily dealt with either.

In the end, Wan Feiliang could only vent this anger onto Ye Liuyun.

He turned and gave Ye Liuyun a fierce glare.

"..."

What a classic bully of the weak and coward before the strong.

Still, with just that look, Ye Liuyun only smiled, not taking it to heart at all.

"Talk about luck, we came back at just the right time."

Returning with Ye Liuyun, Si Nan couldn’t help but sigh softly.

He was still quite worried that Lei Zheng, the Northern Governor, would cause them trouble.

Shi Sheng also nodded—timing really was tight.

But thinking of something, Shi Sheng turned to Si Nan with a teasing look and said,

"Still going on about good luck? What, planning to burn incense as thanks when we go back?"

At Shi Sheng’s teasing, Si Nan just shot him an exasperated glare, not bothering to reply.

Luck?

Standing in front and overhearing the two talking, Ye Liuyun just smiled without saying a word.

Evidently, he himself now was protected by the fortune of heaven and earth too.

But Zhao Tian’s ending was also a wake-up call for Ye Liuyun—even with great fortune, if your strength’s not enough, you can still end up killed.

...

In the following days,

Ye Liuyun and the others kept searching the forest.

Though the Spiritual Artifact Blood Blade was already in his hands, Ye Liuyun wasn’t stupid enough to flaunt it everywhere—be arrogant when you can, but when it’s time to lay low, you’d better be careful.

Several days passed like this.

No matter how unwilling Lei Zheng was, he finally realized that the artifact wasn’t here anymore.

"Damn it!"

Thinking this, a darker air hung over Lei Zheng.

Even his men, who’d been on good terms with him, didn’t dare say a word.

Luckily, Lei Zheng didn’t plan to take his anger out on people. After cursing a couple of times, he waved his hand and got everyone ready to head back to the Imperial City—couldn’t exactly stay here forever.

They’d been out for so many days.

Finally heading back—many among the Embroidered Uniform Guard quietly sighed in relief.

"At last, we can go back."

"Wonder how Xiaocui is doing after all these days."

"Still thinking of your Xiaocui? She’s just a courtesan—probably long gone with some other man."

"Screw off."

In good spirits, those who were close started lightly mocking each other again.

...

When they got back to the Imperial City, it was midday.

For a task requiring them to be out this long, they had to report to the Embroidered Uniform Guard barracks upon return, and only then could they leave.

However—

No sooner had they set foot in the barracks than someone in official robes, looking very much like Lei Zheng from the Northern Garrison Commander’s Office, walked out.

He wore a gentle smile, enough to give people the feeling of a spring breeze.

"Brother Lei, long time no see!"

Spotting Lei Zheng, the man cupped his hands and smiled.

"I heard you left the city a while back, Brother Lei. Never got the chance to send you off."

"Hmph, nothing worth sending off."

Though his tone was still curt, Lei Zheng’s gaze toward the man was clearly much softer.

Seeing Lei Zheng chatting with the man, the Embroidered Uniform Guards nearby just stood quietly, no one daring to interrupt.

"Who’s that?"

In the back of the crowd, watching the gentle-looking man chat with Lei Zheng, Ye Liuyun raised an eyebrow.

"Target: Qi Yuanliang.

Cultivation: Innate Perfection.

Talent Entry: Smiling Tiger (Blue), Swordsmanship Talent (Purple), Extraordinary Comprehension (Purple),"

"Smiling Tiger (Purple): Adept at hiding true thoughts, making it hard for others to see his intentions."

Damn, double purple and a blue, Innate Perfection.

Two purple-quality cultivation talents, both related to training, and his cultivation was just one step from the Grandmaster Realm.

But this Smiling Tiger talent...

Seemed like his inner self might not be as gentle as he appeared.

"Sir!"

Si Nan next to him, hearing Ye Liuyun mutter, thought perhaps he didn’t recognize the man.

So he quietly explained at Ye Liuyun’s side. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"That’s the Southern Governor, Lord Qi Yuanliang."

Just by the robes you could tell—same as Lei Zheng, both were Governors.

But, unlike when talking about Lei Zheng, when bringing up Qi Yuanliang, Si Nan’s tone was noticeably more relaxed.

"You don’t seem afraid of this Southern Governor?"

Noticing Si Nan’s shift in tone, Ye Liuyun looked at him curiously.

"Heh heh!"

Si Nan smiled awkwardly, "Well, it’s not that I’m not afraid. It’s just the Southern Governor has a pretty good temper, cares about his subordinates. Never seen him punish anyone, and more than once has helped out those about to be punished by the Northern Governor for minor things."

Because of things like that,

This Southern Governor was always quite popular among the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and plenty of people were happy to work under him.

"It’s just a pity his strength is only at the Postnatal Realm, not as strong as the Northern Governor."

"???"

Ye Liuyun, who had been pondering, froze for a second after hearing that.

"Postnatal Realm?"

"Yeah, everyone knows. What’s up, sir?"

Seeing Ye Liuyun ask, Si Nan was a little curious.

After all, everyone in the Embroidered Uniform Guard knew that the Southern Governor, Qi Yuanliang, was just a Postnatal Martial Artist.

"Nothing, just suddenly feels things got a lot more interesting."

Ye Liuyun suddenly grinned.

Looking at the mild-mannered Southern Governor Qi Yuanliang chatting with Lei Zheng, someone who’d clearly already reached Innate Perfection, almost a Grandmaster but disguised his strength, always insisting he was only a Postnatal Martial Artist.

What was he up to?

Add in that Smiling Tiger talent...

In just a few words, Lei Zheng’s foul mood was completely gone.

You had to admit, this Southern Governor did have some skill.

Well, that’s their business.

As long as he wasn’t plotting against him, Ye Liuyun had no intention of exposing or making a fuss about it.

As for this side—

Seeing Ye Liuyun like this, Si Nan just looked more puzzled, scratching his head; he didn’t get what Ye Liuyun meant at all.

But seeing Ye Liuyun just smile, Si Nan wisely didn’t press further.

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