"Peng... Chief Peng, what... brought you out in such a stir?"
Seeing the white-haired Chief Peng before him, Zhang Zhen's heart leapt to his throat, and he rapidly thought of many possibilities.
Bait!
He had confirmed that Xu Jin, who had left the house today, was indeed just bait!
The so-called visit at the Ying Mansion was nothing but a play.
But something was amiss.
If it was just to lure and assassinate, deploying some Academicians or even the Left and Right Libationers would have been sufficient.
But the National Taoist Institute of Dachen Country had even deployed this ancient relic of an official, so what exactly were they fishing for?
Chief Peng, Peng Tieshan, was formidable and well-known twenty years ago!
He had served three State Preceptors of the National Taoist Institute of Dachen Country.
He had carried back the body of the previous State Preceptor, State Preceptor Pei, from the National Taoist Institute.
