Reborn in Liangshan: I built the strongest lineup

"As for you..."

Ren Yuan looked at Wang Er, who was standing silently to the side, and pondered for a moment.

“Go back and tell Fang La that if he can cancel this meeting before Laba Festival, then Liangshan will forgive and forget.”

Wang Er was dumbfounded. No, Chief Ren, can't you be reasonable?

I, a spy under Fang La, have been diligently promoting the martial arts tournament everywhere, and more and more people have come to know about it. Then I discovered you had arrived, and you told me to go back and tell my boss not to hold this martial arts tournament.

Chief Ren, I only have one life! If I say this, my leader will probably just chop me up!

"What's wrong? Is it difficult?"

Seeing that Wang Er remained silent, Ren Yuan continued to talk to him.

"Chief Ren, I really shouldn't be using this to freeload at the inn, but the message you're asking me to deliver is just too much... I have an eighty-year-old mother to support and a three-year-old child to feed. Chief Ren, why don't you just pretend you never saw me today?"

Wang Er promptly begged for mercy; he truly dared not say such a thing to his own leader.

You should know that the leader of the sect becomes extremely agitated whenever he hears anything related to Liangshan, especially to Chief Ren!

He seems to want to compete with Chief Ren in everything, although it seems that the leader is inferior to Chief Ren in everything they compare...

"Well, how about this? You tell your sect leader that all martial arts practitioners are one family, and that Liangshan would like to attend the Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference. If he's willing, he can prepare some invitations for me."

Ren Yuan was preparing to openly tell Fang La, "Hey, I'm coming. If you want to cause trouble, then come in person."

Of course, this is also a way to attract attention; how could Tianmu not have made preparations in Suzhou?

However, because the Ming Cult is now emphasizing this martial arts tournament, Suzhou City has gained a lot of Ming Cult forces, and it can even be said that the entire city is under martial law.

In this situation, even a professional spy like Sky Curtain would find it difficult to transmit intelligence smoothly.

Ren Yuan is now openly telling Fang La that he has arrived, which can divert Fang La's attention in a short time.

Fang La will definitely put a lot of effort into dealing with Ren Yuan, and will most likely mobilize troops overnight to monitor Ren Yuan's side. This will naturally expose some weaknesses in Suzhou's defenses, which will be beneficial for Tianmu's people to act.

This was actually a grand, open conspiracy. Ren Yuan used himself as bait to attract the attention of the Ming Cult, and then it was up to Fang La to decide whether to take the bait.

"Wang Er will definitely deliver the message!"

Wang Er didn't think that much about it. He only knew that if he brought an invitation, he probably wouldn't be punished by the cult leader.

If, if...

"If you're not satisfied with that story, you can go back and tell Fang La that you accidentally discovered our carriage and were caught by us when you tried to report it. We tortured you, but you refused to confess even under torture!"

"In the end, your sincerity moved us, and that's why we let you go back."

Xiao Jiahui rolled her eyes and offered Wang Er a different perspective.

"This……"

Wang Er was somewhat surprised. Was the strategist from Liangshan really that good? He even helped him come up with an excuse?

Exactly, this excuse sounds a bit shameless.

"Okay, let's go."

Ren Yuan didn't make things difficult for Wang Er. The bait had already been laid. Fang La, you won't let me down, right?

"Come on, let's keep eating. There's no rush. The martial arts tournament isn't until Laba Festival, so let's take our time!"

"Junior brother, we can take our time strolling around, but have you told me if Master and Junior Brother have arrived in Suzhou yet?"

Lin Chong asked, somewhat uneasy.

"Senior brother, just release a hundred. With Master's abilities, the defense of Suzhou is no problem for him at all."

Ren Yuan shook his head slightly. This time when they went to Jiangnan, Zhou Tong did not go with them, but took Yue Fei alone. Heaven knows what the old man was planning to do.

Ren Yuan even had a slightly wicked thought: Could it be that Master is going to lead his junior brother directly to Fang La's Bangyuan Cave and take them all out by himself?

Would Fang La say something like, "Senior Zhou, even if all of us from the Ming Cult attack together, you might not be able to kill us all before we run out of strength?"

Wow, that sounds really interesting.

……

Inside Suzhou city.

At this moment, in the largest restaurant in Suzhou, an old man and a young man were sitting by the window on the second floor, with a table full of dishes.

"Master, why didn't we come with our senior brothers? Is it because they might be in danger?"

Yue Fei, a boy in his late teens, was growing rapidly and had a big appetite, but he looked at the table full of food in front of him without touching his chopsticks.

Since Zhou Tong hadn't touched his chopsticks, he wouldn't eat first if his master wasn't eating.

"Don't worry, your senior brother and his group have so many people, and we also have the Liangshan army secretly supporting them, there won't be any problems."

Zhou Tong was looking out the window at the street scene when he suddenly heard his little apprentice ask him a question, and he laughed.

"Come on, let's eat. You don't know, this restaurant is the best in Suzhou. These are all signature dishes. Eat up, eat up. Your senior brother said he'll cover all our expenses this time. Let's eat more and not save that brat any money."

"Master, please eat first."

Yue Fei was very sensible. He first put a large chicken leg and a big piece of lamb chop into Zhou Tong's bowl, then poured Zhou Tong a bowl of wine before starting to eat himself.

"Hmm...this wine is not bad, it has some flavor."

The wine my disciple poured tasted wonderful!

Zhou Tong watched Yue Fei engrossed in eating the lamb chops, sipping the fine wine in his bowl, feeling incredibly content.

Hmm, it seems that going down the mountain occasionally is quite nice.

"Old man, you're here to watch the martial arts tournament too, right?"

Just as Zhou Tong and Yue Fei were eating, a young man dressed as a errand boy suddenly appeared. As soon as he saw Zhou Tong and Yue Fei, he approached them mysteriously.

"Yes, that's right. Look, because of this event, Suzhou is even more lively than during the Spring Festival. I brought my grandson here to broaden his horizons."

Zhou Tong now looks like the patriarch of a wealthy family.

"Oh, you've come to the right place! This martial arts tournament has all the masters of the Ming Cult here; it's sure to be a real eye-opener for you!"

"Really? The Ming Cult has many masters? But I haven't heard much about them in the martial arts world. Are you trying to trick me?" Zhou Tong deliberately questioned.

The errand boy smiled mysteriously, took out a small booklet from his pocket, and handed it to Zhou Tong.

"Don't worry, see this booklet? This is a catalog of the Ming Cult masters for this conference. Everything is clearly written on it, and you will definitely not be disappointed."

Zhou Tong took it and flipped through it casually. He found that it contained some illustrations and some exaggerated commentary in the style of storytelling, but it did mention quite a few characters from the Ming Cult.

Clearly, this is the Ming Cult taking the opportunity to promote a personality cult.

"How is it, sir? Isn't this booklet quite good?"

"Not bad, but where did you get this?"

Zhou Tong asked in return,

"Hehe, that's hard to say, old man. I feel a connection with you. I feel a sense of familiarity with you the moment I see you. Consider this booklet a gift for you."

The young man who ran the errand didn't answer; instead, he made a begging gesture towards Zhou Dong.

"If you think this stuff is good, and you consider me a friend, then please support me and give me some..."

"You young man... alright, this booklet is indeed quite interesting. How many do you want?"

Zhou Tong thought for a moment and decided that this thing might be useful to the third brother, so he decided to buy it.

Anyway, it's not like it's his money that's being spent.

"You can give me whatever you think is appropriate. Anyway, I heard someone spent ten taels of silver before..."