Over the next half month, Zhang Yu remained at the Inspection Office headquarters in Liang Province, continually receiving reports and issuing orders below.
Every day, hundreds of mystic cultivators gathered around the headquarters, awaiting decrees. At the same time, they cut off outside scrutiny of this place. Other than those directly handling affairs, no one knew what he was arranging at the moment.
At the beginning of August, while he was reviewing documents, Shi Yue entered and cupped his hands. "Profound Rectifier, Tang Feng, disciple of Master Bai Xiu, has arrived. He says he comes on his master's orders and wishes to meet with you."
Zhang Yu set down his brush, straightened in his seat, and said, "Bring him in."
Shi Yue gave an instruction to a disciple below, who immediately went to deliver the order.
Not long afterward, Tang Feng entered from outside. When he looked up and saw Zhang Yu, his pupils could not help narrowing. The pressure Zhang Yu gave him at this moment felt remarkably similar to that of his own teacher, Bai Xiu.
But he quickly composed himself, took a jade case from his sleeve, and presented it with both hands. "This is a letter of invitation from my master to Profound Rectifier Zhang, inviting you to meet him above the East Sea on the first day of September."
Zhang Yu's gaze fell upon it. The jade case arrived on the desk, and he took out the letter and opened it. A line of free-flowing, ever-changing handwriting immediately met his eyes.
His gaze paused slightly before he continued reading. Apart from words of greeting, the letter stated the date and place of their appointed duel. Should he have any objection, he could alter them at any time.
But he had no intention of changing the