Chapter 357: Negotiations
The journey to Cheonmok Mountain was pure hell.
The battle at Huangsan was so fierce that several deaths would have been unsurprising had it not been for the narrow terrain. Descending the mountain and racing eastward, the Heavenly Net of Punishment closed in relentlessly.
After shaking off that pursuit and reaching the border of Zhejiang Province, they even faced a horde of scoundrels from the Sapa stretching as far as the Great Wall.
Breaking through was possible, but it was certain someone would die in the process.
But who was this Jin Mujeon?
Wasn’t he the peerless genius strategist born of the Nine Dragons Fortress?
When I met the Hao Gate branch chief in Yuexi, I anticipated this very situation and devised a secret plan.
I ordered the construction of a long, winding underground tunnel stretching from the farthest reaches of Anhui to the very entrance of Zhejiang.
Of course, being hastily constructed, its condition was far from ideal.
It wasn’t dug deeply, nor were there any pillars, so it wouldn’t be surprising if it collapsed at any moment.
But I possess the Heavenly Net, said to be the imperial court’s greatest treasure.
By blowing air to attach it to the ceiling as I advance, I can at least secure minimal safety.
We cautiously advanced through the tunnel for a day and a half.
Finally escaping Anhui, we raced on without looking back, arriving at the foot of Cheonmok Mountain, the agreed negotiation site.
“The hastily prepared meal is nothing to write home about.”
