A Frog at the Bottom of a Well Gazing at the Moon Above: Top 130 of the Heavenly Ranking?

Along the Liaodong border, field paths crisscrossed, and fortified settlements stood within sight of one another.

Several miles away, deep in the mountain forests, a party walked along a muddy trail.

Their leader wore a bamboo hat and was wrapped up tightly, holding a saber case in his hands.

The Misty Rain Tower steward looked around anxiously and asked:

"Thousand-Household Commander Jia, where are our reinforcements?"

The elegant noblewoman beside him was also deeply uneasy.

Those three Jurchen chieftains were all supreme masters-two at the seventh layer of the Profound Insight Realm, and one at the eighth!

Without a renowned veteran of the Heavenly Ranking to support them, this journey would be a road of no return!

As they drew closer to the killers, Jia Huan's spirits rose. He chuckled:

"I'll win them over with virtue."

The noblewoman looked stunned and blurted out:

"Barbarians fear might, not virtue!"

Jia Huan quickened his pace and said calmly:

"They'll certainly fear my towering virtue."

Scholar Twin Whips and the others were horrified. Knowing their boss, they realized he intended to take action himself.

But those Jurchen chieftains were terrifyingly powerful!

After crossing two hills, they looked down from the heights and could vaguely make out three figures.

"Wait here."

Jia Huan went on alone.

"Boss!" Scholar was burning with anxiety.

"That's an order!"

Jia Huan's steps remained steady.

Half a cup of tea later.

He stopped forty paces away.

Three old men with deeply lined faces and gray hair braided into queues stared at Jia Huan, then at the saber case in his hands.

The second Wanyan brother spoke in broken Central Plains speech, laughing:

"The Liaodong Misty Rain Tower contacted us and paid us in advance just to trade for that?"

"Let's see what treasure it is!"

Jia Huan nodded and