CHAPTER 1846: CHAPTER 1847: I’M A MARTIAL ARTIST—I’M USED TO STANDING

The hearts of Zhao Yu and Ren Hongchang, which had already melted, immediately seeped into your body, at this moment, their hearts and spirits were united with yours, indistinguishable from each other.

Your tone turned forceful: "Yu’er, let’s not dwell on the past, but I hope you and Hongchang both remember, you are my wives. In this world, only I can bully you! Anytime, anywhere, with any matter, you must prioritize me above all. Not even your master or parents can shake your decisions, understand?"

Zhao Yu and Ren Hongchang nodded with vague smiles. They clearly understood the meaning behind your words and were aware of your concern for them.

"Alright, you two rest for a while, I’ll go sit in the courtyard for a bit."

Zhao Yu and Ren Hongchang knew you were going to the courtyard to cultivate the Five Elements Opera, and although they had the same thought, unfortunately, they were left exhausted by you last night, unable to muster the energy even to lift a finger. After you got up, the two of them exchanged a smile and drifted into a slumber together.

Even when thoroughly intertwined with the two women, you didn’t forget to cultivate. Zhao Yu possesses a rare pure Wood and Water attribute physique, and with Ren Hongchang’s pure Wood attribute physique, you deliberately spent extra effort on the Wood attribute last night, ensuring that before the first ray of sunlight appeared, the Qi of the Five Elements permeated around you and you extracted and refined the purest Wood attribute Qi.

If someone was watching on the side, they would certainly be amazed to see that your whole body was enveloped in a kind of indistinct gas, resembling an immortal from a mythical tale.

When you slowly exhaled a breath of impure energy, you opened your eyes to see Wang Ling’s smiling face.

"Brother, you were quite impressive last night." As soon as Wang Ling opened his mouth, he showered you with flattery.

You quickly halted him and asked, "No need for unnecessary words, what’s the situation outside now?"

"Zhang Ji has already sealed the city gates, leaving only a small path for people to pass through, but the inspections are very strict. It looks like you’ll have to stay in Chang’an for a while." This was actually Wang Ling’s main intention, he knew you had Three Heads and Six Arms, surely other ways to get things done, so to avoid prolonged worry, Wang Ling directly stated, "To be honest with you, all along, Lord Situ has greatly admired you. Even your Judgment Staff was crafted by skilled craftsmen under Lord Situ’s order. This time, letting you into Chang’an, Lord Situ has other arrangements, and he hopes you can come with me to see him."

"Situ? You mean Wang Yun?" Your lips curled slightly. Mentioning Wang Yun, you naturally guessed his intention. If you were right, Wang Yun probably wanted you to assassinate Dong Zhuo.

However, since you’ve received such great kindness, you have to give Wang Yun something in return.

You rose to your full height, gazed at the room where your two wives were sleeping soundly, smiled, and then followed Wang Ling to meet Wang Yun.

Following Wang Ling through several pavilions and towers, you discovered that Wang Yun’s mansion was quite large and extravagantly decorated. The maids you encountered along the way were numerous, so you casually asked Wang Ling: "Yan Yun, how many people are there in the Situ Mansion?"

Wang Ling was startled for a moment and then answered, "About a thousand, I’d say. From what I know, there are over 400 guards alone."

Your brow furrowed slightly, refraining from asking more. Even though it was just a casual question, it revealed to you some simple truths. In this world, officials with pure intentions exist only in legends and stories. Just from this journey, you realized Wang Yun was also one of those who lived in extreme luxury and indulgence.

You and Wang Ling then entered a secluded courtyard, surrounded by mountains and waters, and the woods were elegantly arrayed. Within the courtyard, there was someone playing the qin, the music leisurely spreading over thousands of miles.

Entering the courtyard, Wang Ling led you to a uniquely designed pavilion. At this moment, there was a woman of graceful movements playing the qin with her slender fingers that resembled jade onions. Not far behind her was an elder with white hair, closing his eyes in relaxation and peace. Next to him, a slender maid sat quietly, with Wang Yun’s skinny hand constantly patting rhythmically on her thigh, making the maid shyly lower her head without speaking.

Just at first glance, your impression of Wang Yun reached an all-time low.

Patriotic and concerned for the people?

Loyal minister of the Great Han?

Bullshit!

This is clearly just an old lecher!

"Uncle, I have brought Brother Li to you," Wang Ling stepped ahead of you, whispering softly beside Wang Yun.

Only then did Wang Yun open his eyes and look in your direction. As Wang Yun opened his eyes, your brow furrowed again, although it quickly relaxed, and you couldn’t help but sneer inwardly.

This Wang Yun’s cunning is absolutely no less than Cao Cao’s and perhaps even more so!

Of course, compared to Cao Cao, Wang Yun can at best be considered an opportunist!

The reason Cao Cao is regarded as a treacherous hero is due to his exceptional courage and bravery, never shying away from his flaws. Unlike this Wang Yun—ugh, you couldn’t even be bothered to say more!

If it wasn’t for the relationship involving Wang Ling and the Judgment, you’d leave immediately, not wanting to stay in this vexing place for even a moment.

Wang Yun forced a smile and addressed you, "Nephew Li, since you and Yan Yun call each other brothers, may I refer to you as nephew?"

You tugged at the corner of your mouth into a smile, "Lord Situ, I’m a rough man, haven’t read any books, please don’t bother with politeness. Yan Yun said you have something to discuss, please go ahead."

You didn’t say it outright, although Wang Yun had helped you, you wouldn’t risk your life for Wang Yun just for this small favor. You’re not really any virtuous gentleman; those tales of "repaying a drop of kindness with a gushing spring" just don’t hold water here.

"Nephew is too modest," Wang Yun chuckled, "Standing while talking is tiring, come, sit with me."

"No, I’m a martial artist, used to standing," you grinned, trying to control your smile from cramping, for the old man’s smile was just too damn obscene.

"Alright then, since that’s the case, I’ll be direct," Wang Yun waved the two maids away, and once they were gone, Wang Yun’s demeanor completely shifted, as if he was possessed by figures like Bi Gan or Wen Tianxiang, the lecherous aura faded and was replaced by a righteous one.

Before you could respond, Wang Yun declared with great righteousness, "Dong Zhuo is lawless, defiling the court..."

After a bunch of nonsense, which made you yawn, you waved it off, "Ha~~sorry, I can’t understand these flowery official words, whatever secrets Dong Zhuo has with the court isn’t my concern, just speak plainly, Lord Situ."

Wang Yun’s face trembled slightly, then he stared at you and asked, "May I ask, Nephew Li, if you are a Han person?"

"Nonsense. What, do I look like an African?" Truthfully, you admired Wang Yun’s acting skills; if it were in the modern day, this guy could absolutely sweep through Southeast Asia and dominate Europe, America, and Africa.

"Since you are a citizen of the Great Han, why, at such a critical time when our rivers and mountains are teetering, do you not extend your hands to expel Bandit Dong and give the world peace and prosperity?"

You looked up at the sky and smiled, "The weather’s nice today, sunny and cool with the autumn breeze. As for Dong Zhuo, let the big figures and warlords handle him. Like Chenliu’s Zhang Miao, Eastern County’s Qiao Mao, Guangling’s Zhang Chao, Jingzhou’s Liu Biao, Yan Province’s Yuan Shao, Qingzhou’s Cao Cao. Ah, damn, it even rhymes."