CHAPTER 799: CHAPTER 558: DAQIAN NATIONAL MASTER

While Chen Yuan was confronting several Undying Kings at the Burial Land,

outside the forbidden ground, in Jingguan City, within the Ninth Mountain Colonel Hall.

At this moment, it was morning, clouds drifting through the mountains.

The original tranquility was interrupted by a loud shout.

"Now, with demons and ghosts, people of all sorts, all surging into the Ancestor Mountain of Anping County, the situation has completely spiraled out of control, even affecting Jingguan City."

"If it’s not addressed, it might become a disaster, and when His Majesty punishes, none could bear the responsibility."

"Therefore, we urgently request Lord Chen to quickly emerge and take charge of the overall situation!"

"Yes, yes, look at how things have become now."

"...."

Below the hall steps outside the gate, Fang La, the Imperial Censor dispatched by Chen Yuan to handle a mess, stood outside with a group of officials, bowing and loudly calling for him.

Unlike the previously imposing manner of barging into the main hall, Fang La had learned his lesson this time. Last time he was turned away in disgrace, asked questions only to be assigned the task of handling the Ancestor Mountain mess, leaving him now in a humble state.

He was afraid; now outside Jingguan City, chaos reigned. Though they held the court’s authority, it had no real effect, mostly dealing with unruly characters they couldn’t control.

Even if the Heavenly Army was put in his hands, he couldn’t intimidate anyone.

Inside Jingguan City, however, the situation was different. Those unruly characters who entered the city dared not cause too much trouble. Though there were street killings and power struggles, none dared to confront the city’s garrison. Troublemakers would choose to retreat before the soldiers, which kept things relatively peaceful.

After all, each generation benefits from the predecessors. Even outsiders to Shu would know the name of the Ninth Mountain here. The generals inside, like the present Patrol Angel, had their reputation forged through battles. Any martial artist or faction with insight into that general’s achievements would act discreetly, restraining their disciples from causing trouble.

This was Chen Yuan’s authority!

Thus, those officials sent by the court to serve as a counterbalance had to obediently stand at the gates, requesting the Patrol Angel come out to take charge.

This was the second time they’d come.

Now they all stood below the hall steps, at the door, still heavily guarded by soldiers.

But stationed at the gate was only one Piaoqi.

Yun Tiansheng stood with a drawn sword, donned in red armor, surrounded by soldiers, exuding an air of authority.

"Lords, I will report these matters to the General. The General hasn’t fully recovered from his injuries, so I ask the lords to be patient."

"After all, if the General doesn’t quickly return to peak condition, it’s hard to manage the current situation."

He slightly lowered his eyes, clasping his fist in salute.

"Yun Piaoqi, you said the same thing last time. It’s not that we lack sympathy for Lord Chen’s condition, but given the situation, we can’t hold the scene."

"Lord Chen should at least make an appearance, give some guidance on what to do. No one’s been sent in to assess the situation after five days. Otherwise, standing outside unaware of anything, how can we report back to His Majesty?" A blue Feiqin Robe-clad official spoke from behind Fang La, his tone gentle but not forgetting to mention His Majesty at the end, to stress his stance.

This was a Changshi from the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

"Or does Lord Chen have other plans? A few nights ago, there was a large teleportal beam event, quite significant. We haven’t received any military deployment reports. If there are any, should we not be informed to prepare accordingly?"

Speaking of the teleportal beam that night, many had seen it, making it impossible to hide. This person speculated if the Government Administrative Office had other actions not disclosed to them, hence the implicit suspicion in their mention.

After all, with such external chaos, the Patrol Angel, even injured, should show face to stabilize morale. Not appearing only fuels speculation.

Upon hearing this, Yun Tiansheng’s eyelids slightly drooped, soon noticing other officials’ gaze on him, watching his reaction and awaiting his response.

His heart sank.

Just then, from within the Colonel Hall, a powerful aura swept through like an autumn breeze scattering leaves, quickly disappearing thereafter.

This aura carried a familiar scent.

Fang La and others tensed; yes, it was that of Lord Chen!

At this, Yun Tiansheng’s expression shifted, "My General sends word, asking the lords to wait a moment while I go inside to consult."

Saying this, Yun Tiansheng turned to push the hall door ajar, slipped in, and then closed it behind him, vanishing into the shadows inside.

Half a cup of tea’s time later, Yun Tiansheng returned, stepping out to the steps, hands clasped in a salute,

"Lords, my General is at a crucial juncture and cannot be disturbed, yet he received your messages."

"My General said that since no one has emerged from Ancestor Mountain, the situation remains unclear. The lords should not be hasty but wait patiently. Should the court blame us, my General will take full responsibility."

"These are the General’s exact words!"

Upon hearing this, some officials slightly furrowed their brows, some nodded, yet there was no suspicion.

For Imperial Censor Fang La, the doubt between his brows eased a bit. Although he still harbored some uncertainty, he decided it best not to disgrace himself further considering that person’s deeds.

"In that case, there’s nothing we can do. Please convey that we ask Lord Chen to emerge soon to take charge," Fang La said emotionlessly, glancing keenly at the tightly closed Colonel Hall door before turning to depart, rolling up his sleeves, and dusting them off.