The junior eunuchs exchanged glances, and then one of them responded.
"Yes!"
After speaking, the junior eunuch ran out, but instead of delivering the decree, he went to Rongxi Palace to inform Feng Rong of Yan Tingshan’s instructions.
It turned out that while Yan Tingshan indulged in pleasure, Feng Rong had quietly replaced the people around him with those loyal to her.
This ensured that if any news arose, Feng Rong would be the first to know.
After hearing Yan Tingshan’s words, Feng Rong immediately said, "Let this matter be put aside for now, and don’t let outsiders know."
"But what about His Majesty... how should I explain it?" the junior eunuch asked.
"Just say that Yan Xizhao is not in the Capital City right now. After all, he can’t verify it, can he?"
"Yes!"
The junior eunuch left, and Feng Rong sat in front of the mirror, looking at her own radiant and captivating reflection, suddenly breaking into a smile.
"Your Majesty, don’t blame me for being ruthless; this is all your own doing."
...
Wanshou County.
Ever since Song Linqing slapped Mrs. Song, everyone was a bit tense, fearing that Song Yuanrui would secretly retaliate.
But surprisingly, over the next two days, everything was calm, and nothing happened.
This made people slightly more relieved.
Zhao Ya continued to secretly investigate at the Ciji Hall Medical Clinic every day, discovering that Cong Bo, apart from examining patients and taking advantage of female patients, rarely stepped out.
Zhao Ya did not move against him but continued to wait in the shadows.
Three days later, news finally came from Quenching Street that the saber Zhao Ya ordered was ready.
This was a saber measuring three feet, one inch, and two tenths. The body had a smooth and elegant curve, with patterns formed by quenching that were harmonious and beautiful.
Just from its appearance, one could tell it was an exceptionally well-crafted precious weapon.
The craftsman, looking tired but extremely proud, said, "To rush this saber for you, I stopped all my other work and worked tirelessly for three days and nights, finally completing it. Try it."
Zhao Ya reached out to grasp the saber, immediately noticing a difference.
Firstly, the handle was exceptionally fitting, allowing his fingers to fully extend. The weight of the saber was just right, neither too heavy nor too light.
Unable to resist, Zhao Ya twirled the saber in his hand, creating a flourish.
The flourish was cold and dignified, with a force threatening to cut down anything in its path.
"Excellent saber!" Zhao Ya couldn’t help but praise.
Indeed, professional work should be done by professionals.
This saber was crafted to perfection, both in overall quality and in detail.
Zhao Ya couldn’t find a single flaw.
"Haha, since you are pleased, please give this saber a name," the craftsman said.
Zhao Ya shook his head, "I’m not good at naming things. The previous saber I used was made of Meteorite Iron, so I just called it the Meteorite Iron Saber. What material was this saber made from?"
"This saber was forged from Cold Iron produced in Ice Pool Mountain."
"Then let’s call it the Cold Iron Saber," Zhao Ya said.
The craftsman was somewhat surprised.
Many who ordered long sabers from him wanted to give them names with grandeur and power.
But Zhao Ya named it simply after the material.
Nevertheless, since Zhao Ya was the client, the craftsman had no objections.
After settling the remaining payment, Zhao Ya took the Cold Iron Saber home.
Song Linqing and others came to see it, all praising the saber’s extraordinary quality.
Now that the Eastern King’s Legacy was in hand and the saber was ready, Zhao Ya planned to return to the Yan Capital City immediately.
Once affairs were settled there, he would return to Yunxiao County to see his master Lu Dingtai, and then venture Beyond the World.
However, before leaving, there were two things he needed to address.
Night fell.
Song Yuanrui was in his study, drinking tea and reading a book.
This was a habit he had developed over many years.
Especially after his wife, Mrs. Song, became more and more corpulent, leading to fewer visits to his own room.
Just as he was absorbed in a particularly exciting part, fully focused, he suddenly saw a flash in front of him, and then felt a slight breeze in the room.
What happened?
Was there a breeze?
But I clearly closed all the windows.
Perplexed, he looked up and was startled.
On the table before him had appeared a piece of paper, with a simple sentence written on it.
Do not harbor thoughts against the Song Linqing siblings, or beware your head.
Song Yuanrui’s face turned pale, and he began to tremble.
Because he had no idea how the paper had appeared.
If someone had placed it, how fast must they have been, that even he, sitting right there, hadn’t noticed?
Song Yuanrui looked up to see the window slightly ajar, realizing that an extraordinary Martial Dao expert had been here.
And this Martial Dao expert was clearly connected to the Song Linqing siblings.
Realizing this, Song Yuanrui couldn’t help but feel relieved that he hadn’t acted on his wife’s suggestion for revenge.
Otherwise, it might be his head on the table now.
As a member of the Song Clan, Song Yuanrui certainly knew the ways of these Martial Dao experts, having witnessed them firsthand.
The Song Clan even had several formidable Martial Dao experts in their employ.
Therefore, he was understandably fearful.
After all, one can be a thief for a thousand days, but there’s no guarding against a thief every day.
He could no longer concentrate on reading, so he sat in his chair in thought for a moment, then got up and went to his bedroom.