Three days later, Heaven Dou City.
"An invitation?"
Lin Rong had barely returned to the Duke Mansion when a servant arrived, presenting a red invitation with both hands. Two large characters embossed in gold powder were written on it—Tang Sect.
"Tang Sect? What kind of stunt is Tang San trying to pull now?"
The gilded invitation flew from the servant's hands, hovering before Lin Rong as it unfolded.
It read:
To: Duke Lin Rong.
In seven days' time, a birthday celebration shall be held at our sect headquarters for Tang San, Tang Sect Master, on the occasion of his ninth birthday.
There will also be an exhibition of our sect's exclusive hidden weapons.
Your presence is respectfully requested. Sincerely invited by Bai He, Elder of the Tang Sect.
"Bai He!"
After Lin Rong finished reading the invitation, no emotion showed on his face. The floating invitation flew into the Old Butler's hands behind him.
Then, as Lin Rong walked into the estate, he asked the servant:
"When was this invitation delivered?"
The servant followed behind, keeping a respectful distance behind Lin Rong and the Old Butler as he replied:
"My lord, this invitation was delivered four days ago."
Hearing that, Lin Rong thought to himself:
"Four days ago? That means there are only three days left until the banquet."
"The Tang Sect has four great elders: Tai Tan, Lou Gao, Niu Gao, and Bai He. This is Heaven Dou City, so logically, Tai Tan's name should have been the last one on the invitation."
"Could it be that old bastard Bai He learned of the Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng's value from Tang San and grew dissatisfied with their previous deal?"
"So he deliberately signed this invitation himself, intending to use the Tang Sect's influence to pressure me into returning the