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Chapter 1456 - Chapter 1456 Chapter 715 Movements in All Directions

Chapter 1456: Chapter 715: Movements in All Directions Chapter 1456: Chapter 715: Movements in All Directions “The first pioneers of Longzhou, the Tang Clan migrated from Zhongzhou and settled in Xiling, yet harbored ambitions for the whole world. Our forefathers shook the realms, mobilizing the entire clan’s strength to commission the Ou Clan’s master craftsmen to forge a treasure ship, an endeavor that took a great deal of time. Since then, they opened maritime trade links and unfurled the rise to power…”

Despite it being a spur-of-the-moment story, it was evident that Mr. Chang had grand visions and understood the Longxi Alliance deeply, especially the origin of the Tang family in Xiling.

To be honest, even though the former Tang and Mi families were of significant importance in the Lingjiang region, the understanding of these families from other prominent families was lacking.

They only knew that by the time they faced them, they were already overwhelmed by their predominant force, but the reason why the Tang Clan, who also settled in Lingjiang, had such deep clan resources remained a mystery.

Now, having heard Mr. Lan’s story, it was as if a veil had been lifted, and one could only be struck by the ancestors of the Tang Clan’s audacity. They had foreseen the limited resources of Lingjiang and had begun building the treasure ship for overseas trades early on; this lost match was justified.

Most warriors were straightforward by nature, taking things at face value.

But there were always some willing to dig deeper, or rather, to enjoy debating.

After all, maritime trade was not exclusive to the Tang Clan; which distinguished family in Lingjiang didn’t own several merchant ships? Yet every time they saw the Wancheng Treasure Ship return full to the brim, so wealthy it could scatter money along both banks of the river, they were left puzzled.

“It seems Mr. Lan’s story is nothing more than hearsay, a partial glimpse of the whole picture. If the Tang family in Xiling merely had larger treasure ships, how could they possess such deep clan strength? The perspective of scholars appears rather shallow.”

After three rounds of wine, formalities were cast aside at the tables, not to mention that those remaining in the city were the elite of various clans, naturally dismissive of the storyteller’s “shallow views.”

When warriors raised their voices after a few cups of wine, there was no intention to keep a low profile.

A few teasing remarks brought the whole room to laughter, disrupting the storyteller’s flow entirely.

Such disrespectful behavior reddened Mr. Lan’s face on the stage, leaving him speechless and choking.

After finally catching his breath, the middle-aged man echoed along, looking for remediation: “This young master speaks well; indeed, if it were merely a trading treasure ship, the Tang Clan’s foundation could not have built up. But what if the Tang Clan has a group of fierce warriors? Out on the high seas, are there any more ethical rules?”

The casual speaker didn’t intend to provoke thought, but his words caused a change in the expression of a few from the Cui Family at the main table.

As a core member of the alliance, the Cui Family of Lanshan City naturally had prized spots for treasure ships, and they knew where the main profits of the Wancheng Treasure Ship came from.

Old Master Cui glanced at Cui Ying, then leaned over to whisper a few words. Cui Ying nodded, his eyes briefly flitting toward Mr. Lan, who continued his storytelling on the stage, a hint of ferocity in his gaze.

After the grand banquet at the Cui Family, Mr. Lan, the storyteller of Lanshan City, disappeared.

Some said that he had left Lanshan City after the banquet because he was humiliated by the Cui Family’s young masters and couldn’t face the crowd.

Others said that Old Master Cui admired Mr. Lan’s talents and had employed him to stay at the Cui Mansion.

In any case, the storyteller who provided the citizens of Lanshan City with conversation topics was gone.

But it was no big deal; after all, he was just a storyteller.

…

Lanshan City, Cui Mansion courtyard

“Is everything clear?”

Suppressing the stench and wailing from the underground prison’s water dungeon, Cui Ying covered his nose and mouth with a handkerchief, and asked the executioner, whose face was heavy with killing intent, in a muffled voice.

The executioner carelessly wiped the blood and water from his hands on his clothing, then cautiously pulled out a piece of paper filled with black writing from his chest pocket, and presented it with grave trepidation.

Cui Ying reached out to take the paper, but seeing remnants of flesh or coagulated blood on the careful grip at the edges of the paper, he frowned in disgust and withdrew his hand: “Never mind, just tell me.”

“Yes, yes.”

The executioner nodded ceaselessly, flipped the paper in front of him, and stuttered, “This… this man is a storyteller from Yancang, but he came to Longzhou under the orders of a certain neutral Wind Media Organization, and all this information was leaked to him by that organization.”

“A neutral Wind Media Organization?”

Cui Ying pondered quietly with his hand still covering his mouth and nose, then inquired, “Which Wind Media Organization? Is there any way to find out?”

“Can’t… can’t… can’t find out.”

The executioner’s stammer worsened with nervousness: “Such neutral Wind Media Organizations even use fake names for their members; there’s no way to trace them. I’ve exhausted all means, and the storyteller was only able to generally infer from the hints of a southeastern accent in their speech.”

“Southeast?”

Cui Ying’s frown deepened, a rough understanding forming in his mind. This so-called neutral Wind Media Organization might very well be spies from Evil King City.

And from the information pulled from the enemy’s head, these people had concrete evidence that the Ghost Weeping Warship was indeed the Wancheng Treasure Ship.

This was trouble. As much as the Longxi Alliance shined with righteousness in Longzhou, there were just as deep sins beneath the Dragon Bone of the Ghost Weeping Warship.

The exposure of this information could bring unforeseeable variables to the warfare.

But this Mr. Lan was perhaps too foolish. How dared he come to Lanshan City after receiving such information?

Not good!

Something occurred to Cui Ying, prompting him to leave the Underground prison water dungeon quickly. But as he emerged from the secret passage, he ran into the anxious-faced housekeeper.

“Master, something is wrong!”

The housekeeper was in utter panic: “Today, in many of Lanshan City’s tea houses and wine taverns, the storytellers have begun to tell the story of the Tang Clan’s rise in Xiling. They said, they said…”

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