[Spirit Realm Instance No. 012 Introduction: After the Battle of Yamen, the Southern Song Dynasty fell, and all under heaven was unified under the Yuan. To prevent the remnants of the Southern Song from rising again, the Yuan commander ordered the extraordinary men under his command to set up the Dragon-Locking Array, trapping the fallen heroic spirits and emperor within the waters of Yamen, condemned to never reincarnate for all eternity.]
Sea of Yamen? An S-rank instance. Zhang Yuanqing cursed inwardly, Fuck, but he was not overly surprised. He even felt a little relieved. After all, with three choices, the chance of entering the Feathering Secret Realm had only been one in three.
At least there was some intelligence on the Sea of Yamen. The other instance was the one they truly knew nothing about. Compared to that, entering the Sea of Yamen was a blessing amid misfortune.
He hurriedly sat up, pulled his phone from beneath his pillow, opened his chat app, and sent Fu Qingyang a voice message.
"Boss, my instance is Spirit Realm No. 012—Sea of Yamen, S-rank."
He chose a voice message instead of calling because Zhang Yuanqing knew that Money Prince did not have the habit of keeping his phone by his pillow or bedside.
Fu Qingyang, who prided himself on his noble upbringing, shared the common vice of wealthy young masters: he was particular about everything. To him, a phone was merely a communication device, and a device ought to stay where devices belonged.
—On a desk, or with an assistant.
Zhang Yuanqing was worried that Fu Qingyang might not answer in time, while he only had one minute.
After sending the message, Zhang Yuanqing tossed aside his phone, rolled out of bed, put on his shoes, and strode to the table.