909: Chapter 474: Studying Behind Closed Doors_3 909: Chapter 474: Studying Behind Closed Doors_3 It was not until late at night, when he was settling accounts with the host behind closed doors, that Bruce Pri-minister could return to his true identity.
The host attended to him with great caution, while Bruce Pri-minister sat in the main seat, sipping fine tea and giving orders for the tasks ahead.
This storehouse, “North-South Goods,” dealt in many smuggled goods.
In fact, this was the largest intelligence hub for the 36 Tribes of the Northern Region within the territory of the Wood Dynasty.
The host served as the public face, but the real mastermind was Bruce Pri-minister.
Today, Bruce Pri-minister went out quietly and arrived at a corner of West City in the Capital, where there was a local gang called “Toad Sect.” The backbone mbers of the gang were all fallen cultivators, difficulty to improve in their realm, only seeking to indulge in luxury, live in dreams, and die in them.
The storehouse had worked with the Toad Sect for many years, knowing that the gang had “connections” capable of bringing so contraband items into the Capital.
Bruce Pri-minister had been laying this line for a long ti.
Thus, he personally ca and asked the Toad Sect to send sothing out of the capital.
The other side agreed without any suspicion, and after setting a ti, Bruce Pri-minister returned to the storehouse.
Then, in his own room, he took out a cow horn and contacted the Elderly Witch, “Your Excellency, I have arranged everything as you ordered.”
The Elderly Witch did not speak, but took the cow horn and went to the Saintess of North Ice, “We can take action now.”
The Saintess of North Ice nodded and said, “We shall proceed according to the plan.”
After a peaceful night’s rest, early the next morning, the Saintess of North Ice dressed up beautifully, then took a deep breath and went out confidently.
The Elderly Witch followed her out of the post house, still sowhat doubtful in her heart: was she really so cooperative and submissive?
Had the Great Chieftain wronged her?
Was she actually not biased towards Sang Island National Teacher, but the true Saintess of the 36 Tribes of the Northern Continent?
By this step, the northern envoy’s plan had encountered various unforeseen changes: Owen Bertram’s unexpected rise, robbing the “bridegroom selection” quota.
They could only make a temporary new plan, and this plan sacrificed the Saintess of North Ice.
After watching the Saintess of North Ice leave, the Elderly Witch quickly returned to her room and contacted the Great Chieftain.
The Great Chieftain’s deep voice ca, “Are you ready?”
The Elderly Witch respectfully replied, “In Wood People’s words, ‘everything is ready.’ Your Excellency, do you know the magnitude of the mission you bear?”
The Elderly Witch firmly said, “For the sake of the countless people in the Northern Region – this ti, if I am not successful, I shall die trying!”
The Great Chieftain no longer said more, activated the transmission Array, and in a mont, a treasure appeared in the hands of the Elderly Witch, a semi-transparent Spirit Lock made of jade.
This was the Nine Realms Sky’s body.
Even the Saintess of the North could only rely on the Great Chieftain’s secret support to open a passage to the Nine Realms Sky on the Wood side, but the Great Chieftain trusted the Elderly Witch even more and entrusted the Nine Realms Sky to her.
This was also because the next plan had to be executed using the body of the Nine Realms Sky.
From the small world within the Nine Realms Sky, a point of spirit light flew out and landed in the Elderly Witch’s hand, which turned out to be a tiny pink butterfly, with four dragon patterns condensed on its wings!
Each dragon pattern emitted a faint aura, and when four gathered together, it barely enveloped the entire pink butterfly.
The Elderly Witch held the Nine Realms Sky in both hands, respectfully saying, “Please bridge the void secret passage for , Your Excellency!”
…
Master Lane rarely ca to the General governnt headquarters today.
Abner Lane and Andrew Oamond were both surprised.
Master Lane asked directly, “What are you doing here, young man?” Owen Bertram replied confidently, “I am a mber of the Horizon Bureau, and of course, I should co to the yan to work and await Master Lane’s orders when I am in the Capital!”
Indeed, according to the rules of the yan, Owen Bertram had his own office in the General governnt headquarters – the commanders of the Five Major Town Stabilizing Divisions all have one, and their rank was just below that of Abner Lane.
But when did Owen Bertram ever care about these so-called “rules”?
Today was the first ti in his two trips to the capital that he ca to “await orders,” and Master Lane imdiately beca alert, grabbed him and asked, “Tell honestly, what happened?”
Master Lane raised his eyebrows and spoke mysteriously, “It’s more suitable here.”
“Suitable for what?” Master Lane felt increasingly uneasy, and just as he asked this question, his face changed dramatically.
A loud noise erupted at the main entrance to the General governnt headquarters, causing the entire building to shake, and the City Protection Array in the Capital was triggered!
Array lines appeared in the sky and on the ground, enveloping the entire city.
The natives of the Capital were stunned for a mont before their faces changed in fear, shouting and running away, “Soone’s attacking the Capital!
Run!” In truth, all they could do was hide in their hos.
A lovely scolding sounded at the entrance, echoing all over the sky of the Capital: “Owen Bertram!”
“You, co out!”
“As a Northern female, I refuse to marry diocrity, regardless of whether I’m in the Wood Dynasty or not.
If you want to marry , you must first defeat !”
Throughout history, the front door of the General governnt headquarters had only been broken twice – the first ti was by Master Lane himself, and this second ti was also because of him…
Abner Lane glared at him fiercely, “So, that’s the reason.”
Owen Bertram had said that the General governnt headquarters was more suited for the situation because he could make the affair even more visible, and Owen Bertram seed to be deliberately “cooperating” with the Saintess of North Ice.
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