"Mr. Lu, go contact Liu Zhan and ask him to provide the materials."
After hearing this, Wild Daoist did not persist. He was not the sort to ignore his own limits just to seize credit. His lord was right—this matter was indeed best handled by Liu Zhan and Bianxuan working together.
But wasn't Bianxuan a monk of Clear Garden Temple? Hadn't Clear Garden Temple, because of the Great Demon affair, incurred the emperor's wrath, with everyone arrested and thrown into the great prison?
Su Ziji smiled. "When I met His Majesty just now, I already obtained permission for Bianxuan to redeem himself through meritorious service."
Since he was to be used, he would naturally be released. This also counted as fulfilling his promise.
As they spoke, a servant outside announced, "My lord, Lord Fang Zhen requests an audience."
Fang Zhen had come? Su Ziji seemed slightly surprised. After a moment's pause, he rose and said to his retainers, "Go attend to your work. Lord Fang and I will go receive Bianxuan."
Wild Daoist and the others took their leave, filing out one after another.
Su Ziji walked last, and saw Fang Zhen being pushed in in a wheelchair.
Fang Zhen had hurried over so quickly because Su Ziji had sent someone to notify him upon returning. His face now truly bore joy.
"Whatever you have to say can wait until we have him," Su Ziji stopped Fang Zhen before he could speak. "In a place like the great prison, the sooner he gets out, the sooner you can rest easy."
"The news has already been released. If we arrive too late and he is gone, then everything will be over."
Su Ziji's voice was not loud, but Fang Zhen's heart clenched. The wind and rain outside had intensified. The trees