"As deputy commander, you can not only receive the Night Guard's highest-level reports, but also browse a great many records. Take the initiative and look through them when you have time." Having said that, Zhang Fugui went back to eating.
After eating for a while, Zhang Fugui looked at Zhou Hen. "Have you had an expert guiding you these past two years?"
"Mm." Zhou Hen nodded.
"Who?"
"Can't say."
"Same as ever. You couldn't beat a fart out of you with eight poles... How are all those fellows from back then? I remember that one, the one who was blind in his left eye..."
Aboard the flying Wooden Eagle, Zhang Fugui and Zhou Hen chatted intermittently.
Li Qingxian opened his Communication Talisman Disc.
After his elevation to Marquis of Far-Reaching, the court had bestowed a new upper-rank Communication Talisman Disc upon him, with a full five layers and eight communication talismans on each layer.
One of them was an Official Talisman, which could receive important information. Besides listening to messages, he could also browse the vast store of information held by the Night Guard.
Li Qingxian touched the Official Talisman, and two faint beams of red light shot out toward his eyes.
A great many documents appeared before Li Qingxian's eyes. He browsed them one by one, soon got the hang of it, and searched for information on the Prince of Chu.
Even the Night Guard's records on the Prince of Chu were veiled in secrecy, with all the important passages blacked out.
In some places, entire pages had been blacked out.
When he reached the latest information, Li Qingxian paused.
With his Prince's Golden Seal seized, the Prince of Chu had suffered damage to his mind and spirit, and his foundations had been impaired. He had fallen from Subordinate