"Hmph!"
Nangong Wen swept his sleeve and interrupted without courtesy, his face full of impatience. "Send a message? Qian Ming, what are you thinking? Is Great Jin's Fortune Net just there to look pretty? Are the interception formations all decorations?
"Those old dogs in the Profound Mirror Bureau have sharp noses! Ordinary communication fluctuations can't escape the Heaven-Peering Mirror's surveillance at the net's core! Do you think you're someone from the Marquis's Manor?
"Disguising ourselves as low-level cultivators to slip out of the city, taking this desolate path, and escaping their control-that's the only foolproof plan! Only then can we deliver the goods without gods or ghosts knowing!"
He snorted coldly and continued, "As for that Adviser Su, Su Zixuan? She's nothing but a plaything who used her bit of beauty and her body to climb into the Azure Abyss Marquis's bed. Without his favor, what would she amount to? She couldn't even reach Golden Core!
"Our people are spread throughout the Four Prefectures, with roots sunk deep! Those few she killed were merely insignificant small fry. They provided cover for us nicely."
He thrust out his hand, his five fingers hooked like claws, and urged in a hurried voice, "Enough nonsense! The Defense Deployment Map! Southern Yue has already pressed us several times. If we don't deliver it to the designated location before midnight tonight, we'll both die! Hand it over!"
Qian Ming trembled all over in fright, his face deathly pale and cold sweat streaming down his forehead.
From the Storage Ring on his index finger, he took out a somewhat worn food box.
When he opened the lid, several exquisite spirit grain mooncakes lay inside. With trembling fingers, he dug a fingernail-sized sliver out of the filling of one seemingly ordinary mooncake.
Three hundred zhang away, deep