Dadu, Wan'an Temple...
"Kutou Tuo" presented a prepared secret letter before Wang Baobao and Zhao Min, saying in an extremely hoarse voice, "M-Master... We were attacked by Ye Weiming and the others on our way back. The Xuanming Elders risked their lives to cover my retreat. I finally lived up to my mission and brought back the classified document."
"Oh?" Hearing Kutou Tuo's report, Wang Baobao took the secret letter from his hand in puzzlement. "What kind of classified document could cost me several great generals in succession?"
Hearing Wang Baobao say this, Kutou Tuo and Zhao Min were both worried that he would throw the secret letter to the ground on the spot. Fortunately, Wang Baobao did no such thing. Instead, he steadily took it out of the envelope. Upon seeing the jumble of incoherent poems and prose on it, he frowned even more deeply. "What is all this supposed to mean?"
"That's why it's called a classified document..." Zhao Min snatched the letter from Wang Baobao's hand and explained, "According to that Central Plains official, part of the text must first be extracted through a special decoding method, then scrambled and rearranged before its true meaning can be understood."
"However, the Heavenly Prison of the Divine Constable Bureau is heavily guarded, with many experts stationed there. Even if we deployed every expert in the Ruyang Prince's Estate, there would still be no guarantee that we could rescue that Central Plains official from the prison."
"So, we might as well first try decoding it ourselves. If we truly cannot crack it, then we can consider rescuing him later."
This idea happened to coincide with Wang Baobao's own thoughts, and he immediately nodded. "My sister is right. I'll find people to try decoding it at once."
At that moment, Zhao