Zhang Liao and Yang Xiu went to find Cao Cao to carry out their mission, while the Leopard Camp guards under Cao Xiu were also stationed near the central command tent.
When Cao Ren learned that Yang Xiu had slipped away midway and had not returned to him to hand over the task, he frowned and muttered to himself, "What is the meaning of this, Yang Dezu? Whether successful or not, he should have come back to report."
Sima Yi pondered that Yang Xiu might have already succeeded, so he comforted Cao Ren, "General, there is no need to overthink it. The Registrar has been inside for a long time; if he left now, he must have succeeded. Perhaps he is currently disposing of that filth."
"Yang Dezu certainly has no lack of courage." Cao Ren narrowed his eyes, then instructed Cao Xiu, "Wenlie, have the men from the Leopard Camp follow him discreetly to see what is happening, and report back immediately if there is any situation."
"Understood." Cao Xiu cupped his hands and departed.
"What if Dezu becomes tainted by the filth?" Zhao Yan suddenly raised a question.
The group remained silent after hearing this; no one was willing to sacrifice themselves for Yang Xiu. Jiang Ji suddenly frowned and analyzed, "Dezu once claimed his yang energy is abundant and he would not fear evil spirits possessing him. Perhaps he has a way to neutralize it?"
Jiang Ji's words caused the atmosphere to turn cold again. Even a hero as majestic as Cao Cao could not withstand it, so how could Yang Xiu, a mere pedantic scholar, resist?
Before long, Cao Xiu returned with news: after Yang Xiu returned to his camp, his lamp remained lit, and the shadow of him flipping through pages was cast upon the