Fu Xin seemed to have mentioned on the way that she had an older brother, a fifth-grade military attaché, who was also here to find her father, but there were not many people, and the camp was filled with his brother's friends and hired people.

"Little sister! You were too anxious to sneak out like this. What's wrong with your legs? Why are you still limping?"

Fu Xin pushed his brother away, looking a little angry, even resisting her brother.

"Brother, I'm fine. I just suffered a minor injury. I went to see Senior Zhuge Yuan. This is the helper he recommended to me.

The little gentleman is very powerful, he will definitely find his father!"

The man glanced at Chu Dong suspiciously. After all, Chu Dong looked too young, but he showed no disrespect and bowed in salute without any airs.

"Thank you for your hard work coming from afar. I'm Fu Xingyi, Xiao Xin's eldest brother. Please come to camp and rest. You will become friends when you come.

If you need anything, please let me know!"

Before Chu and Dong could speak, a discordant voice came from the camp.

"Zhuge Yuan?

Don’t you know that this matter has been delegated to me, why would you go to someone else?”

A man opened the tent curtain and walked out with an ugly expression.

He was a middle-aged man in his forties, not very strong, about 1.7 meters tall, with sparse hair mixed with some white hair, and the whites of his eyes were not cloudy yet.

Now the whites of the eyes have become an important means for Chu Dong to measure a person's age. The aging of a warlock is reflected in every part of the body, with the exception of the eyeballs.

For truly aging eyes, most of the eyes are white with yellowing, showing traces of time.

However, the aging of the Warlock's body will not affect their eyes.

Fu Xin was a little angry and said angrily: "Leave it to you! You won't look for it!

You drink and have fun here every day, and you always ask my brother for money, but you don’t even take it to heart!"

The man was a little angry and walked up quickly. Fu Xingyi turned behind him and held the man's hand with both hands, "Brother Zhang, I'm ignorant, don't take it personally."

The man was pinned down by Fu Xingyi's hands and could not move at all. He looked like a sorcerer who did not practice martial arts.

Chu Dong leaned close to Yang Yiqing's ear and whispered: "Ask which court he is from."

Yang Yiqing nodded and took out the newly issued silver order given to her by the Division of Yin and Yang, "Silver Order of the Hall of Injustice, Yang Yiqing, which court is yours?"

Take a look at the mission order."

If two warlocks conflict during a mission, the mission order will prevail. Whoever owns the mission will have the right to command.

The mission order must have the seal of the Onmyoji Division. Regardless of whether the other party is willing or not, as long as the other party asks to see it, the mission order must be shown. This is the procedure.

The man was obviously shocked when he saw this Yin Ling, because Yang Yiqing was too young. Qualifications in the Yin Yang Division were very important, and the accumulation of qualifications takes time. Which Yin Ling could not see a few wisps of wind and frost on his face?

He suddenly thought of it and said in shock.

"The wrongdoer! Yang Yiqing, are you Huang De's apprentice?"

Yang Yiqing said nothing and stared at him expressionlessly. The man was a little frightened by being stared at. He broke away from Fu Xingyi's hand and took out the mission order and his token.

Pianmen, Zhang Fangye, was ordered to investigate the case of bandits in Sishan Prefecture.

There are very few words on the mission order, but the Yin-Yang Division's seal is genuine. The Yin-Yang Division's seal has a unique anti-counterfeiting mark that a warlock can spot at a glance.

If you observe it with your solar eye, you will find that the seal emits a light golden shimmer. The ink of this seal is specially made.

This also confirmed Chu Dong's conjecture that for such a big matter, a side sect was sent alone. Whether it was the Hall of Curse or the Hall of Injustice, Chu Dong could understand.

Even if you send someone from the Five Arts Palace, it may be effective, but you can only send someone from the side.

It's not that Chu Dong looks down on Yeluzi Warlock, but the strength of these people is really not good. Without the guidance of the master, they have to rely on their own accumulation of experience. This is not a bad thing.

After Yang Yiqing read the mission order, he returned it to the other party. They were both silver orders, and no one could influence the other. Even though the sidelines were looked down upon, it was not a law written on paper. On the surface, the two of them were of the same level.

Seeing that Chu Dong was too angry, he planned to go to see the city first.

"Xiaoqing, let's go and see the city."

Yang Yiqing's eyebrows twitched slightly, because Chu Dong usually called her senior sister, and the name Xiaoqing gave her some misunderstandings.

It was as if Huang De was calling him before.

Fu Xingyi came up and grabbed Chu Dong’s hand, “Brother, I didn’t do it well!

Take a rest, take your time, don't take it personally."

Chu Dong pushed Fu Xingyi's hand away. This strength was not bad for a third-grade warrior at least.

He smiled "kindly" at Fu Xingyi and said, "Why are you angry? It's just a favor.

I'm afraid you haven't rested for several days, your liver and kidneys are protesting, so drink less."

Chu Dong said something incomprehensible, and Fu Xingyi was full of doubts. The last time he drank was yesterday, so he shouldn't smell of alcohol anymore today?

And how does he know how many days he has not rested?

The two got on their horses and headed straight for Sishan Mansion. It was not far away, only one kilometer away. You could see the city when you looked up. If you got closer, the camp would probably have to penetrate the city.

Looking at Yang Yiqing's doubtful eyes, Chu Dong was amused.

"Senior sister, not many people know that I am Master's disciple. I try my best to hide it from outsiders."

Yang Yiqing suddenly realized, but she immediately said: "Then you can't call me Xiaoqing, you have to call me Sister Xiaoqing."

"Okay, senior sister~

What do you think of Zhang Fangye?"

Yang Yiqing showed a rare look of disdain, "There are no horizontal stripes on his token. This silver token was obtained purely through years of experience. His strength should not be enough."

Chu Dong really didn't pay attention to this thing. He took another look at Yang Yiqing's silver order. There were two horizontal bars on it. Is this the qualification reward that Zhuge Yuan said?

Yang Yiqing pointed to the horizontal bar and explained to Chu Dong.

"Things that solve the two levels of weirdness will be recorded in the record, but will not be recorded on the token. However, if the two levels of chaos and disaster are solved, it will be reflected on the token.

Chaos is one horizontal line, and misfortune is one horizontal line, but it must be half as long.”

The strength of a person who accumulates experience by relying on low-level tasks and then obtains the Silver Token in exchange for it is naturally different from that of a person who reaches the level of the Silver Token after just a few tasks.

The way of distinguishing this token is quite unique.

Chu Dong carefully recalled the Huang De Token. It seemed to be full of horizontal bars. Chu Dong once thought it was a special decoration.

Chu Dong had seen the front of Huang De's golden token, but Chu Dong didn't know how many were on the back.
Chapter completed!