Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!

Chen Jie brought up that he wanted to meet Liu Futong, and Fang Guozhen asked, ”Is that really necessary?”

Chen Jie said, ”It’s extremely important. Whether we can rescue the Little Ming King this time might all depend on this chance.”

Hearing this, Fang Guozhen fell silent for a moment, then said, ”Only I know where Old Liu is. If you really have to see him, I’ll make a trip for you.”

Chen Jie said, ”Then I’ll trouble Third Brother.”

”Once you find Big Brother, bring him to this place to find me.”

Chen Jie gave Fang Guozhen an address—the very location of the new room he’d had Zhao Ya open today. Fang Guozhen looked it over and said, ”Alright, I’ll go right now.”

Hearing Fang Guozhen’s words, Chen Jie nodded lightly and said, ”Then I’ll wait for you here, Third Brother.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Jie got to his feet as well; he was going to head to that spot in advance and wait.

Fang Guozhen and Chen Jiusi left the room one after another, and now inside the room, only Fang Susu, Fang Zheng, and Zhang Dingbian were left.

Seeing that Chen Jie was about to leave, Zhang Dingbian asked him, ”What about me?”

Chen Jie looked at him and said, ”Just stay here for now, don’t rush. I’ll arrange for people to rescue your junior disciple.”

With that said, Chen Jie told Zhang Dingbian, ”Just stay here and wait for my word.”

After speaking, he left, and in the Southern Country Inn only Zhang Dingbian remained. Zhang Dingbian felt somewhat uneasy, not knowing what to do, but in the end he still chose to wait.

He chose to trust Chen Jie.

Chen Jie and Fang Guozhen departed one after another, and then he headed to the inn where Zhao Ya had booked the room. Fang Guozhen had gone to look for Liu Futong. The two of them were both at the Melt God Realm, so slipping away without a trace wasn’t difficult.

After all, the court soldiers tailing them, the strongest were only at the Rainbow Realm. That level of strength wasn’t even enough to carry shoes for Chen Jie and Fang Guozhen. It was simply impossible for them to keep these two under watch.

The two of them ran along walls and rooftops, flying over eaves, and sped off in their own directions.

Very soon, Chen Jie found the inn where he’d had Zhao Ya book the room. He looked around outside, and quickly spotted a number carved on a pillar.

It was written in Arabic numerals—something Chen Jie had taught Zhao Ya—and not only Arabic numerals, but also Hanyu Pinyin.

On the pillar was written: [T4]

The meaning of this marker was very simple: the initial letter of the Hanyu Pinyin, plus Arabic numerals.

T stood for tian, ”Heaven,” i.e. a Heaven-grade room, and 4 meant the fourth Heaven-grade room.

He’d already figured out the inns of the Great Capital. The upper-class inns in the Great Capital all used the upstairs-downstairs layout; the more typical ones had two stories, with the quieter second floor called Heaven-grade rooms, and the noisy rooms on the ground floor called Earth-grade rooms—similar to modern luxury suites versus standard rooms.

Standing outside, Chen Jie glanced around and saw no one watching him, so he counted the windows along the roofline: one, two, three, four.

Once he was sure, he used a Lightweight Ascension Technique and directly leapt up to the second floor. Then he counted the rooms: one, two, three, four.

He identified the fourth room, but Chen Jie didn’t rush in. Instead he climbed onto the roof, lifted a tile, and looked down.

He saw Zhao Ya pacing anxiously below. Chen Jie checked to the left and right on the rooftop, then whispered, ”Yaya!”

Zhao Ya’s nerves were already taut; hearing this, she stopped at once, looked up toward the roof, and cocked her ear to listen.

”Yaya, it’s me.”

Through the missing patch of tiles, Zhao Ya instantly saw Chen Jie’s face. Without another word, she went straight to the window, pushed it open, and the next moment saw a figure drop down from the window.

Thump, thump!

Landing, Chen Jie turned and closed the window, then pulled a red scarf from his arm and wedged it into the window crack. It was very inconspicuous, hard to spot in the dark—for ordinary people, that is. But the signal was meant for Fang Guozhen and Liu Futong, two powerful experts at the Melt God Second and Third Transitions.

After doing all this, Chen Jie looked at Zhao Ya and said, ”Yaya, your father’s whereabouts are basically confirmed.”

”Ah? Where?”

Zhao Ya looked at Chen Jie and asked. Chen Jie pondered for a moment and said, ”The Great Buddha Temple.”

Zhao Ya frowned. ”The Great Buddha Temple? How could it be there? That’s the Living Buddha’s place. Us trying to snatch someone from under the Living Buddha’s nose is practically harder than ascending to the heavens!”

Chen Jie replied, ”You’re right. Trying to take someone from under the Living Buddha’s nose is basically impossible. However...”

Chen Jie was silent for a moment, then said, ”I do have a way, but I’ll need a few people to help.”

”Help? Who?”

Zhao Ya looked at Chen Jie. Chen Jie glanced at the red scarf wedged in the window.

”Is that the signal you left for them?”

Chen Jie said, ”Mm, it’s for my Big Brother and Third Brother.”

Hearing this, Zhao Ya was slightly stunned. ”Peng Yingyu has come to the Great Capital?”

Zhao Ya was asking whether Peng Yingyu had come to the Great Capital, because she knew Chen Jie had a good Big Brother, the Laughing Buddha Peng Yingyu, and another elder brother named Ni Wenjun. Could these be the Big Brother and Third Brother Chen Jie was referring to? If Peng Yingyu had come, the chances of saving her royal father would be greater—after all, he was one of the Heavenly List Strong People.

As she was thinking this, she heard Chen Jie say, ”Oh, no, Second Brother Peng hasn’t come. It’s Big Brother and Third Brother who have.”

Zhao Ya looked at Chen Jie. ”Then who exactly are Big Brother and Third Brother?”

Chen Jie thought for a moment and said, ”Yaya, this may sound a bit fantastical. You know I went up to Bright Peak, right?”

Zhao Ya said, ”Of course I know.”

Chen Jie continued, ”On Bright Peak I became sworn brothers with three people of different surnames. Peng Yingyu is Second Brother among them.”