Wu Rong frowned tightly.
Baleful Intent gathered beside him, coalescing into a human figure.
At the sight of that towering Dao silhouette, the fiend hurriedly knelt upon the deck of the cloud carriage.
His impression of the King of Eastern Yue still lingered in legend.
The Ancient Emperor of Eastern Yue, also known as the Azure Emperor.
The royal city stood in the lofty reaches of the Yin Heavens, the true orthodox lineage.
All powers of the Yin Heavens received their titles from the royal city.
"Master, what did the letter say?"
Turning back to his seat, Tu Shan Jun also looked rather astonished. He scanned the letter back and forth several times before handing it to Wu Rong. "See for yourself."
Wu Rong took the letter and unfolded it.
His expression changed slightly.
He cried out in alarm, "Could it be that they possess the ability to foresee the future?"
"Otherwise, how could they have found us so precisely? Though they did not spell out our plans, this move makes it clear that they have already grasped them."
The entire letter.
A grand thousand words.
Yet Wu Rong saw only four words.
'Promotion and ennoblement.'
"Why would the Ancient Emperor send an invitation, and through someone from the organization at that?" Wu Rong murmured softly.
"Organization?"
Tu Shan Jun's gaze darkened. It stretched across the world, with stringent selection and execution, as well as one code name after another. It seemed they wished to recreate the star lords filling the heavens by such means.
If one still regarded them as nothing more than an assassin or intelligence organization, that would be a grievous mistake indeed.
"It is not strange. That Saint King called Lou Jin Gou sent a letter long ago."
Wu Rong nodded faintly and sighed. "I should