Chu Qing wrote two letters.
One was for the prefectural city.
The other was for Loulan.
The letter to the prefectural city asked for grain.
The one for Loulan asked for strange luminous pearls.
After writing the letters, Chu Qing drifted away with the Princess Consort and Madam Shi.
He had an even more important target:
The Lesser Thunderclap Sect's corpse.
The treasure refined from that corpse worked on him.
It worked on the Princess Consort.
Even Madam Shi benefited after wearing that pearl.
Therefore:
He had to get his hands on the remaining half of the corpse.
Tang Wuming looked at Chu Qing's two letters and sighed inwardly.
"In the past, he had to do everything himself."
"He even had to kill people and suffer injuries before he could get things done."
"Now, all he needed was to write a letter to get things done?"
"How high was his status now?"
Tang Wuming pondered for a long time before finally calling over a loyal subordinate.
"Take this letter to the prefectural city and give it to the city lord."
"Do not ask about anything else, and do not meddle in anything else."
"Just come back!"
The subordinate hesitated before saying, "General, we... aren't qualified to meet the city lord!"
"Though we have a hundred thousand elite soldiers and several hundred thousand quarry workers!"
"But a place like the prefectural city simply looks down on us."
"They... still think we're homeless dogs!"
Tang Wuming laughed heartily. "My own letter naturally wouldn't do!"
"But this letter is different."
"This is a letter from a Great Figure!"
"Even the city lord has to treat it seriously."
The subordinate tucked away the letter and rushed straight to the prefectural city.
Once he arrived there, he headed directly for the city lord's residence.
Then,