269: Chapter 269 Sending, Yamakun

The night was deep, but inside Six Doors, it was brightly lit.

Lin Wan sat behind her desk, rubbing her slightly throbbing brow.

The table was piled high with case files, all of which were clues regarding the Red Lotus Demonic Cult.

According to the latest intelligence, the remnants of the Red Lotus Demonic Cult last appeared in the Shenghai area.

"Shenghai…"

Lin Wan murmured to herself, a trace of solemnity flashing through her eyes.

She knew a thing or two about the situation over in Shenghai; it was said that the Red Lotus Demonic Cult had captured the entire Shenghai in one fell swoop.

Although the imperial court had already sent heavy troops to garrison Shenghai, the Red Lotus Demonic Cult acted mysteriously and ruthlessly. Could those ordinary garrison troops really defend against them?

Great Wei's current situation was not doing well at all. Aside from internal rebellion, quite a few surrounding countries were also making hostile moves.

It was said that border frictions with the Liao State in the north were also incessant. Present-day Great Wei was like a taut powder keg, ready to explode at the slightest touch.

Just as she was pondering, a flurry of panicked footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, shattering the tranquility of the night.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Urgent knocking sounds rang out.

Lin Wan frowned slightly, sensing that something was amiss.

Six Doors was a heavily guarded area. Even at night, ordinary Constables would never dare to lose their composure like this.

"Enter."

The door was pushed open, and a young Constable ran in drenched in sweat, tightly clutching a letter in his hand.

"L-Lord Lin! Someone has delivered a letter!" the Constable said breathlessly, his expression carrying a hint of panic.

"Delivered a letter?" Lin Wan's gaze narrowed. "Who sent it?"

"I-I don't know." The Constable swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "The envelope specifically named you, saying… saying it must be handed to you personally."

Lin Wan stood up, walked over to the Constable, and reached out to take the letter.

The moment her fingertips touched the envelope, her expression suddenly changed.

What a formidable aura!

Although this aura was deliberately restrained, it still exuded a heart-palpitating sharpness that could never be left behind by an ordinary Martial Artist.

Lin Wan took a deep breath, slowly tore open the envelope, and pulled out the letter paper inside.

There were only a few sparse lines of text on the paper. The handwriting was flying and unrestrained, exuding an uninhibited flavor.

"Lord Lin, long time no see."

"I left a small gift for you outside the city, just to serve as a greeting gift."

At the signature, only two words were carved: Mountain Lord.

Mountain Lord!

Seeing these two words, Lin Wan's pupils shrank abruptly, and her expression instantly became incomparably thrilled.

Ever since this mysterious saber user made a fleeting appearance during the Execution Ground prison break last time, they had completely vanished without a trace, as if evaporating from the human world.

Even though he made it onto Great Wei's wanted Heavenly Rank and quite a few bounty hunters were restless, no new traces had been found.

Never had she expected that after hiding for so long, the other party would actually dare to actively show up today and even leave a letter for her personally!

"A gift?"

Lin Wan sneered, a sharp flash of cold light crossing her eyes.

She wanted to see what kind of trick this ghost-pretending fellow was playing!

"Someone come!"

Lin Wan let out a sharp cry.

"Subordinates are here!" Several Constables outside the door immediately responded and entered.

"Notify the Chief Constable, assemble the troops, and follow me out of the city!"

"Yes!"

Lin Wan grabbed the treasured sword on the table and strode outward.

Just as she walked into the courtyard, she suddenly stopped her steps and turned to look at the Constable who delivered the letter.

"Where on earth did this letter come from?"

The Constable hurriedly replied: "Replying to Lord, it was delivered by the waiter from the teahouse across the street. He said it had to be handed into your hands personally."

"Teahouse?"

Lin Wan turned her gaze, piercing through the high courtyard walls of Six Doors, and looked at the two-story teahouse across the street.

In the night, the lanterns of the teahouse swayed in the wind, emitting a dim yellow halo.

In a private room on the second floor, the window was half-open.

On the second floor of the teahouse, inside the private room.

Chen Ran stood quietly in front of the window, his gaze piercing through the half-open window, watching the suddenly busy scene inside Six Doors across the street.

Teams of Constables holding torches and leading hounds filed out of the main gate, quickly disappearing into the night.

Walking right at the front was none other than Lin Wan, wearing a Flying Fish Robe and looking heroic and spirited.

Watching Lin Wan's swift and decisive retreating figure, the corners of Chen Ran's mouth slightly curled up into an arc.

"This woman is truly hot-tempered."

He picked up the teacup on the table and took a gentle sip.

The tea had already gone cold, carrying a trace of bitterness.

That corpse outside the city was naturally the "gift" he left for Lin Wan.

As an elite of the Cabinet and a second-grade Innate Realm expert, Cao Yong dying outside the capital was definitely a major event that would shake the imperial court.

If this corpse were discovered by others, it would surely stir up quite a bit of trouble.

But if it were discovered by Six Doors, by Lin Wan, then the situation would be completely different.

Six Doors was originally responsible for investigating homicide cases in Jianghu. Cao Yong's death could just provide them with an excellent excuse to meddle in those messy affairs of the Cabinet.

Moreover, given Lin Wan's personality, once she found out Cao Yong's identity, she would definitely follow the clues and bite onto it relentlessly without letting go.

In this way, the Cabinet's attention would be completely drawn away by Six Doors.

And he, Chen Ran, could continue hiding in the shadows, peacefully serving as a little Jailer while preparing for the upcoming trip to Luoxia Mountain.

"Killing two birds with one stone, perfect."

Chen Ran put down the teacup and turned to walk out of the private room.

The night wind blew past, the window curtains drifted slowly, and a few taels of silver were placed on the table.

As for the identity of that "Mountain Lord"…

Chen Ran smiled.

Anyway, this alter ego had already been used several times, so using it once more wouldn't hurt.

As long as he could muddy the waters and make those big shots bite each other, he didn't care what identity he used.

After all, he was just a Jailer with no grand ambitions and a love for ease and comfort.

Chen Ran lowered the brim of his bamboo hat and called out to the shop assistant.

"Check, please."