I am a living immortal.

Chen Tao had changed up his attire today, no longer wearing his simple attire, and his appearance had suddenly become much more refined. It must be said that he was a social butterfly, and many people greeted him even when he was standing at the door.

The old goat was still the same as a few days ago, walking slowly down the street. Seeing this, Chen Tao immediately stepped forward to greet him.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar Chen Tao in front of him, the old goat was stunned: "You look really rare. Clothes make the man, and the saddle makes the horse. It's really true. How come you look like a dog?"

"This... your words are still as venomous as ever. I don't know if you are insulting me or praising me."

Chen Tao usually looked unkempt, giving the impression of being a rough-hewn man. But now, in his brocade robes, he actually looked more like a dandy gentleman.

"I'm praising you." The old goat smiled.

"Just take it as it is. Don't you recognize me? Let me tell you, I am also well-known in the world." Chen Tao raised his head.

"heard."

Old Goat had actually heard of it. While Chen Tao wasn't as famous as those Grandmasters, he wasn't completely unknown either. Few people left a name in the Jianghu, but Chen Tao was one of them—a renowned intelligence broker. The Lou Clan, a vast organization encompassing several nations, was no less powerful than the Meng Clan Army, but far more decentralized. Many people used their names to sell and trade intelligence.

The Jianghu Lou Clan has a manager in each country, whose job is to coordinate this intelligence. Generally, they don't have to take care of the details, only reporting to their superiors at regular intervals. They have a unique method of processing intelligence, unraveling countless pieces of information, compiling and deducing them, and then returning them to their respective managers.

And Chen Tao is the manager of the Jianghu Lou family in Yu Dynasty.

Therefore, he often appears to be busy at times and not busy at others. He is always aware of first-hand information and is well-versed in the relationships between various organizations. This is considered his signature skill.

It's not wrong to call him a know-it-all. He's a frequent target of intelligence buyers, so he knows a lot of people. Of course, being a tipster is a deeply hated profession. Even if they dislike it, many people don't dare to openly engage in it, let alone kill it.

After all, the Lou family's intelligence was shared, so if one manager died, someone else would immediately fill in, making no real difference. This made many people who were caught with evidence feel uncomfortable, like a thorn in their throat, so many of them secretly tried to trip them up.

The group of people who wanted to kill Chen Tao in the street were just some playboys who knew nothing. Moreover, they came from a family with both civil and military talents. They had been influenced by their family since childhood, so they must have some abilities, and there were more of them.

Speaking of which, these people seemed to have disappeared. The noble families thought it was the old goat's doing, and after the master they invited was hacked to death, the matter was left unresolved.

It was this group's impulsiveness that led to this martial arts tournament, though the subsequent developments were a complete mess. Old Goat didn't do it, and he didn't know who it was. He had a feeling he'd see them again.

It’s really... things are entangled with each other here, and things are revolving around each other. The more you try to sort things out, the more confused it becomes.

Following Chen Tao into Chongwen Mansion, it was much larger than their courtyard. Pavilions, towers, rockery and water, a landscape reminiscent of a Jiangnan garden, very luxurious, but lacking a kind of natural beauty that was in line with the aesthetic taste of a wealthy businessman.

The corridor was filled with people coming and going, including busy servants and eunuchs, and wanderers traveling together.

"Don't think you are so happy now. Who knows what will happen in a while." Chen Tao looked around and whispered to the old goat.

"Aren't you afraid of being beaten out?" The old goat said while looking straight ahead.

"What's there to be afraid of? People outside can still watch the excitement. This time, I'm afraid the noise will be quite big, maybe even bigger than the assassination. Didn't you see that the guards are already sitting upright? Every one of them looks like a thug, as if they already know something." Chen Tao looked around, and he could see many details in his eyes.

As expected of someone who works in intelligence.

We walked all the way to the banquet venue. It was a large open space, which was originally supposed to be a garden, but it had been flattened and paved with bluestone. Many people had already arrived, including several martial arts masters.

They are mostly over 40 or 50 years old.

Their faces could be serious or kind, but they all exuded a certain aura. Actually, Old Goat had a deep impression of martial arts; Qiu Cheng was so amazing back then.

The moment Old Goat and Chen Tao appeared, all kinds of inquiring glances swept over them.

I could even hear words like "Who is this? Why have I never seen him before?" and "It's him, so young."

Both men laughed it off. Chen Tao introduced the old goat, "You, Wang Chu, Overlord Blade Wang Chu, specializes in heavy swords. Look at the heavy sword he has next to him, it weighs over 500 pounds, and it's difficult to wield it."

Then he pointed to a kind old man and said, "Shan Quan Dongqing, his fists are like swords and guns but they don't kill. That's called Shan Quan. He's good at kindness. This one, at his age, likes to fight but never kills."

"Never kill anyone?"

"Just listen to it. How can you not kill people in the martial arts world? Even if you don't kill people and don't get tricked, you'll be annoyed to death. But in this martial arts world, this Shanquan is really as good as his name. He has killed some of the most heinous people, but he really doesn't kill others."

"And then there's Yue Jian Mang Su, a very mysterious master, skilled in swordsmanship and hooks. As for the origin of his name, intelligence reports say 'Yue' is a difficult place name to pronounce. His swordsmanship is also different from ordinary swordsmanship, and he specializes in curved hooks, a very unique fighting style. Furthermore, he emerged from the mountains and is a ruthless man."

"Including the Yuhua Sword you killed earlier, they are the four great masters of Dayu at this stage."

"Among these four, Yuhua Sword is the weakest. The others are roughly ranked as follows: Yue Sword is the most ferocious, followed by Shanquan Dongqing and Bawangdao Wangchu, and finally Yuhua Sword."

There are also some top-notch experts who are not far from becoming Grandmasters. "I am one of them."

"What's your name?" asked the old goat.

"I won't mention my nickname. I'm just an intelligence officer, what nice name can I have?"

"As for you, that branch-breaking sword duel made you famous as the Begonia Swordsman. One of the four great masters died, and you should have taken his place, but you weren't well-known before and weren't very sociable, so you weren't counted. Now you've become one of the three great masters."

"It's just a title. There's no point in coming here." said the old goat.

"Yeah, I think so too. There are many talented people in Dayu, and they are not necessarily worse than those masters. I just took a quick look and found that there are two or three who are already at the level of masters, and they are not too obvious."