Mo Fu wasnât exactly rendered mute by Chen Xuantianâs rebuke; he simply wasnât in a good mood to begin with.
Because everyone was wiped out.
Yes, he was the only one to return from the Hunting Team, having survived the Southern Border for more than half a year. The meager gains from their efforts were not even enough to cover the compensation for the Hunting Team members, and pondering the group of hungry children waiting at home only added to his worries. Seeing Chan Ziâs miserable state only made him blow up on the spot.
But they were all adults now, right? Even if you break your teeth, you have to swallow them down. How can you let the kids worry?
So he went inside, saw the soup base in the pot, found someone who wasnât too tongue-tied, and asked what was going on. Mo Fu made no loud demands for people to leave; he just sat sullenly in the corner, listening with everyone else to Yang Yunzhao convey the gratitude of the Assistant General.
"With Assistant Generalâs handwritten letter, at the time, act according to sirâs strategy. In three days, the troops will arrive, disguised as the Three Walls Mission, bringing the courtâs decree, appointing Young Master Nangong Che as General Zhen Nan.
At that time, the Nangong family will leave the city to receive the decree as per ritual. During the banquet, capture him, and overnight escort him to Jiangdu for house arrest. When Nangong Family hastily gathers troops to rescue him, take the opportunity to lure the trusted aides and personal soldiers of Nangong Family into the Generalâs ambush. Then, unleash the ambush troops, capturing their active soldiers entirely, and then the grand scheme can succeed."
Chen Xuantian hooked his finger.
"Enough with the nonsense, letâs get this done."
Yang Yunzhao quickly unpacked his backpack, took out a letter and a seal from the waterproof bagâs inner layer,
"With Assistant Generalâs handwritten letter here, sir has achieved a great success. Willing to appoint you as Ba Mansion Chief Clerk, equivalent to 600 stones, the seal is here."
Chen Xuantian carefully examined the Copper Seal and Black Ribbon in his hands, checked the ribbon for fading, scrutinized the seal for corner damage, pondered for a while, then suddenly grinned,
"Excellent. Assistant General indeed wields great power, just wait for good news, we also wish General a swift victory."
Yang Yunzhao, upon hearing him say âexcellent,â finally breathed a sigh of relief, skillfully picked up a bowl and scooped soup to drink, wiped his mouth.
"Iâll make contact."
Then he plunged into the lake with a splash and swam away. Chan Zi also chimed in,
"Iâll go prepare?"
Chen Xuantian waved.
"Go on, go on, follow the plan, everything is within my control."
Having just quarreled, Mo Fu originally didnât want to interject, but upon hearing such an unreliable plan, he thought it polite not to scoff outright. But sparking anger when he heard even disciples were involved,
"What nonsense are you doing! Kidnapping Nangong Che!? Thatâs their familyâs sole descendant! Can the Nangong family be stupid enough to let you succeed!?"
Chen Xuantian chuckled, casually tossed the seal to a nearby child, asking them to stamp it onto a bunch of letters.
"Of course they can, the easiest to deceive in this world are those who deceive themselves. For example, a long-ailing elder seeking immortality medicine, a marrying age woman dreaming a white knight will wed her. Just throw them a false hope, theyâll hold onto it until death, no one can persuade them otherwise.
Moreover, the greatest pain in life isnât desire unfulfilled, but having once possessed. Back then the Nangong Family fell from Nine Heavens Peak, the Golden Palace, aspiring generation after generation, life after life to return to Three Constellations, reviving the family name. Once a nominal Southern Pacification General, tempted the young master into reckless moves, nearly self-trapping in desperation.
Now, taking advantage of him newly capturing Southern armies, at his most prestigious, offering the Southern Seal before him, I suppose his weak brain will be soaked in happiness, this kind of moment, who can stop him then?"
Mo Fu shook his head repeatedly,
"Young ones might act rashly, but thereâs still Lady Nangong in the Nangong Family!
Youâre external, unaware, itâs been years since Nangong Ou has been the backbone of Southern Border, gathering Twelve Tiger Ministers around her, all experts in Martial God Realm, in delivering decrees and appointing generals she surely brings trusted aide Martial Guards along.
If you bring too many people, youâll alarm the snake; bring too few, you canât succeed. How can there be such wishful thinking..."
Chen Xuantian laughed,
"Mo Fuâs words are true, hence for this matter I have calculated, thus having them wait till the night banquet before acting, at which point Lady Nangong will certainly not be present."
Mo Fu rolled his eyes at him,
"Ah, you say sheâs not there, sheâs not there?"
Chen Xuantian shrugged,
"Because three days later is her ovulation period."
"...Huh?"
"Thatâs the time when intercourse bears the highest chance of conception."
Chen Xuantian simply took out a record and detailed his explanation,
"Nowadays the Nangong Family has only one son, if anything happens theyâll be exterminated, so bearing children is their top priority. Iâve observed for three months, already determined her physiological cycle, it appears sheâs corrupted her body with weightlifting, muscle building, refining, and medicine intake, generally only having one nightâs opportunity every month.
Anyhow, the Southern Seal is the real deal, borrowed legitimately from the palace by their brethren, during the day theyâll surely pass, during the night at the banquet inviting the imperial envoy, thereâs no necessity for Lady Nangong to remain at the scene.
And this month you Hunting Team happens to return, according to rules, rewarding the hunting champions, just as theyâre cooped up outside, each brimming with Dragon Essence, keen to act. Not taking advantage of this to conceive, when else?"
Mo Fu was stunned.
Chen Xuantian calculated,
"According to my calculations, at dusk theyâll drink, late at night theyâll abduct, the Nangong Family will be working tirelessly, receiving news in the early morning, wonât even have time to drink a sip of water before rushing out to pursue."