Chapter 403 - 290: A Call for Reinforcements, the Missing Feng San Niang

Chapter 403: Chapter 290: A Call for Reinforcements, the Missing Feng San Niang

Seeing Tang Wen’s hesitation, Hu Li was at a loss for words.

Hu Qi added from the side, "Hu Yun is at the Peak of the Thunder Department Fifth Grade. Inside the Thunder Jade mine, they might be able to unleash power beyond the Fifth Grade!"

"So, Fourth Grade?" Tang Wen’s eyes lit up. "I’m definitely going underground this time!"

Hu Qi sounded helpless. "Reaching the Fourth Grade isn’t that easy."

Tang Wen shot him a displeased look. "Well, then, I won’t rush my decision. I’ll need to reconsider whether I’m going or not."

Everyone was speechless.

However, Shui Yun, Zhou Bing, and Xia Qingge didn’t think much of it.

Since they knew it was a setup, it was only natural to be extra cautious.

Hu Niannian asked, "There are a few other tigers in the tribe who have mastered the Shrinking Technique. Should we call them over as well?"

Once shrunk, a White Tiger at the Peak of Fifth Grade can maintain the strength of the Peak of Sixth Grade.

Tang Wen nodded immediately. "That’s a great suggestion! I agree."

Hu Qi glanced at him. "Indeed. If there’s a crisis, Hu Niannian can revert to her true size and get you out of danger quickly."

"No, no, no, that’s the wrong way to think about it. If the enemy makes a move, we need to make them hurt. We need to chop off their outstretched hands!"

"Exactly! The only enemy you can trust is a dead one!"

Xia Qingge chimed in with her agreement.

When she fought four Sixth Grade opponents of the same rank, her first thought was always that the fight would get easier once she took down two of them.

If she hadn’t needed to defend her camp, she wouldn’t have bothered playing games with them.

It was no surprise to hear such words from her.

Without any delay, Tang Wen took out the Unity Mirror to contact Hu Lan.

He was like a scumbag living off a rich, beautiful woman while juggling several other relationships on the side.

Zhou Bing was sitting to his left, Shui Yun to his right, with two concubines nearby.

He activated the Unity Mirror and immediately started calling out, "Lan’Er, Lan’Er."

Zhou Bing didn’t look at him. She held her cup, savoring the warm wine—something she had never tried before. ’Once we’re settled,’ she thought, ’I’m going to start training like crazy.’

’It’s not about how much I can help Tang Wen, but at least I won’t be a burden.’

Shui Yun, on the other hand, glanced over. Seeing the screen filled with sappy, romantic words, she didn’t feel anger. Instead, she thought, ’My junior brother is truly something else!’

’Even the Saintess of the White Tiger Race? He’s got her wrapped around his little finger!’

After the flirting—ahem, the discussion—was over, Tang Wen explained the current situation.

"The Huang Family has set a trap for me. I need backup from the Fifth Grade Thunder Division. Of course, if it’s not convenient, that’s okay. I’ll just lay low for a while."

After writing the message, Tang Wen read it over, nodding to himself in satisfaction.

’Where else could she find a handsome guy like me who cares for her so much?’

’Anyone who cares more isn’t as handsome as me, and no one is more handsome than me!’

Putting away the mirror, Tang Wen looked at Hu Li and asked, "How many experts does our tribe actually have? Will it be dangerous if I call so many away?"

Hu Li shook her head. "Normally, this would be impossible. The tribe has many experts, but our enemies are no pushovers. Besides, the White Tiger Tribe’s territory is vast."

Hearing this, Tang Wen knew a "but" was coming.

"But, starting this year, we’ve been getting a large amount of supplies from Ganshan City. We don’t have to send people out specifically to gather resources anymore, which has freed up that part of our fighting force."

So that’s how it is.

Tang Wen let out a sigh of relief. "As long as it doesn’t affect the tribe’s overall stability, then it’s fine."

They settled the matter and went over a few more details.

After drinking late into the night, Tang Wen and the women swayed their way back to his courtyard next door.

To be precise, it was the courtyard Shui Yun had given him.

It was worth noting that Shui Yun was the one paying for all the daily expenses of this courtyard with her own silver, including the maids.

Incidentally, the courtyard where Lin Shi was living—the one that originally belonged to the Eldest Young Master—had also been transferred to Tang Wen’s name.

Recently, several other private villas that the Eldest Young Master had secretly set up in the city were also uncovered by the Black Water Gang.

The villas, along with several beautiful ladies residing within, were all transferred to Tang Wen by Shui Yun in one fell swoop.

Sensing that her junior brother seemed to have a hobby of "taking care of" other men’s wives and daughters, Shui Yun had thoughtfully sent the five beautiful women to the courtyard where Lin Shi and Zhao Zhe were staying.

The housekeepers, Shu Mei and Liang Yu, were getting Zhou Bing and Xia Qingge settled.

As requested, the two of them were housed next door.

They were in separate smaller courtyards, divided only by a single wall.

Each of their small courtyards came with ten maids.

The scene made Zhou Bing think to herself how extravagant it all was.

Back at Flame Camp, not even Queen Xia Qingge had more than a few maids.

In the back garden, Shui Yun held Tang Wen’s hand as they strolled and chatted.

"Look over there."

"What?"

Tang Wen turned his head, but there was nothing there—not even a single flower.

When he turned back, her lips met his.

"Mmph!"

Under the starlight, their two figures melted into one.

A seductive charm filled Shui Yun’s eyes.

Her left hand wrapped around Tang Wen’s neck while her right slipped inside his robes.

He felt a coolness on his chest as her smooth, delicate hand slid inside.

Shui Yun loved the feel of Tang Wen’s well-defined muscles.

’Senior Sister, I haven’t even made my move yet!’

’Can’t let this stand. It’s impolite not to reciprocate.’

’Time to be impolite!’

His hands moved, one high and one low, just about to find their proper destinations.

THUD. A crisp sound echoed.

The two of them instantly sobered up, their eyes snapping toward the high wall to the north.

Something had been thrown over.

Tang Wen held Shui Yun close, then used Instant Step to appear high above the courtyard, looking down.

In the dead of night, a shadowy figure was sprinting away in the distance.

Shui Yun judged, "A rookie."

Tang Wen nodded in agreement. Judging by their speed, the person was only a Martial Artist, not even at the Extraordinary level.

Despite some attempt to conceal it, the figure’s feminine features were still obvious beneath the tight Night Traveler’s Clothes.

A young, female Martial Artist.

And quite curvaceous at that.

Looking at the footprints on the ground, he could tell her shoes were probably new.

With a wave of his hand, Tang Wen summoned a gust of wind to erase the footprints.

High in the sky, a crow began to quietly tail the figure.