The First Tyrant of Daxia

Tuk-tuk-tuk!

There was a soft knock on the door.

"Who?"

The young translator Zhang Lecheng was about to take a break when he heard a knock on the door.

"Translator Zhang, it's me, Old Chen."

Zhang Lecheng was stunned, then he remembered the team leader Lao Chen and shouted, "Come in."

The team leader, Lao Chen, opened the door and walked in with a smile, "Translator Zhang, are you still awake?"

Zhang Lecheng looked at Lao Chen and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, haha, it's okay." Old Chen waved his hands, looking a little embarrassed.

Zhang Lecheng could tell at a glance that he had something to do, and said, "Old Chen, if you have something to say, just tell me. If not, I'll take a rest."

Old Chen gritted his teeth and took out a piece of paper. "It's nothing, it's just that I have a piece of paper here, it's written in English, I can't understand it at all, I want to..."

Having said that, Lao Chen secretly looked at Zhang Lecheng's expression.

"You want me to help you translate, right?" Zhang Lecheng stretched out his hand, "Give it to me."

"Hey! Good!"

Old Chen quickly handed over the note.

There wasn't much on the note, just one sentence.

Zhang Lecheng translated it in one breath: "The person you are looking for is in the Southern Suburbs Maria Monastery."

"He told you that the person you are looking for is in the Southern Suburbs Maria Monastery." Zhang Lecheng asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm not looking for anyone!" Lao Chen scratched his head and said, "This was brought to me by a little boy. The soldier who got the note said that he pressed it on his palm a few times. I'm confused. Could it be that I found the wrong person?"

"Oh?"

Zhang Lecheng was a little surprised when he heard what Lao Chen said. "Tell me what happened."

Old Chen immediately recounted the story of how his soldiers received the note.

Zhang Lecheng fell into deep thought.

If what Lao Chen said is true, then this matter is a bit strange.

There was no way this little boy would come to them for no reason.

Moreover, there are obvious differences in appearance between Westerners and Daxia people. Even if the little boy is blind, he should be able to hear the difference in language.

"The person you are looking for..."

Zhang Lecheng frowned and thought.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Speaking of looking for someone, they do have someone they are looking for!

General Chen Qingzhi!

Zhang Lecheng took a deep breath and then showed an excited look.

Old Chen watched his expression change, and he understood a little bit.

Zhang Lecheng didn't even have time to say anything else. He rushed out of the room and went straight upstairs.

At the corner of the stairs, He Ya came out holding a scimitar, frowning as he looked at Zhang Lecheng who was rushing up.

"What?" His voice was a little stern.

But Zhang Lecheng didn't care about these things, and said excitedly: "General He, I have something important to ask His Majesty! Please help me inform him!"

He Ya said calmly: "Your Majesty has rested, you can come back tomorrow."

Zhang Lecheng looked anxious and said, "It's really important! I may know the whereabouts of General Chen Qingzhi!"

"What did you say?"

Hearing Chen Qingzhi's name, He Ya suddenly became nervous.

Zhang Lecheng nodded vigorously: "It's true, please inform me, it's really important!"

"Let him in."

In fact, Qin Yun was not asleep, but was thinking about something in the room. At this time, he heard Zhang Lecheng's voice.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

When He Ya heard Qin Yun's words, he immediately made way for him.

Zhang Lecheng excitedly rushed across the aisle and stood at the door of Qin Yun's room.

"See Your Majesty!"

Qin Yun waved his hand and said, "Come in and explain what is going on."

"Yes!"

Zhang Lecheng slowly opened the door, bowed to Qin Yun first, and then told him what he had received and translated from the note.

As for Lao Chen's affairs, not a word was mentioned.

"Maria Monastery in the Southern Suburbs?"

Qin Yun did not appear to be very excited.

The appearance of this little boy was too strange.

It could be friendly forces, but it could also be a trap set by the enemy.

If it was a trap, it would be disastrous if we rashly sent people to rescue them.

Qin Yun would rather believe that this was a trap designed by the enemy.

Because he really couldn't imagine who in this small town of Carlos would tip him off?

But it is not impossible.

This is what makes Qin Yun most hesitant.

How to choose?

"Where is the little boy?" Qin Yun asked.

The most crucial thing in the whole matter is undoubtedly the little boy. If we can find the little boy again, perhaps we can find out who asked him to deliver the message.

Zhang Lecheng's eyes flashed with guilt, and he stammered, "He left."

Qin Yun asked, "Where did you go?"

Zhang Lecheng shook his head and said, "I don't remember."

"What does the little boy look like?"

"The child was unkempt, covered in mud, wearing patched clothes, with flaxen hair and brown eyes."

Qin Yun was somewhat helpless, because the appearance described by Zhang Lecheng could be found in abundance in the town of Carlos.

"You go down first." Qin Yun waved his hand.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

A trace of disappointment and loneliness flashed across Zhang Lecheng's face.

Qin Yun held the note and thought carefully.

Finally he decided to go and find out.

If Chen Qianzhi was really imprisoned in the Maria Monastery in the southern suburbs and he was rescued, Qin Yun would be able to turn from being passive to active in the negotiations.

This is important!

Taking a deep breath, Qin Yun shouted, "He Ya!"

"The general is here!"

He Ya walked in, very respectful.

Qin Yun said, "He Ya, I have to go out for a while. You should act well here and don't let others know that I am not in the room."

He Ya was surprised and asked, "Your Majesty, are you going out alone?"

Qin Yun nodded.

He Ya said quickly, "No, Your Majesty, it is too dangerous for you to go out alone. Please allow me to follow and protect you."

Qin Yun glanced at the closed window, a trace of murderous intent flashing in his mind: "With these rats watching, as my personal general, if you disappear, how can they not know that I am not in the room?"

"This..." He Ya was suddenly speechless.

Qin Yun patted his shoulder and said, "I know you are loyal, but I need you to act like I am still here, understand?"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

He Ya didn't dare to say anything more.

There is a window at the end of the corridor. After Feng Lao's investigation, he found that the window there only has a surveillance view of the ground.

With Qin Yun's ability, the only way he could avoid being discovered was to leave from here.

Qin Yun changed into a black robe and came to the window at the end of the corridor. Under the cover of the moonlight, he turned over and jumped down, then quickly disappeared into the night.

In a tavern opposite the window.

"Huh? Why do I seem to see a shadow flash by?" A bearded man wiped his eyes and looked at the window again, only to see the swaying shadows of trees in the night.

"That's weird, did I see it wrong?"

The companion beside him laughed and said, "I told you to stop going to the brothel. Look how weak you are."

"You farted!" the man said anxiously.

At this time, Qin Yun ran quickly towards the southern suburbs.