I Called for Cao Cao and Liu Bei Came

　　"You sent a letter?! When? Why didn't you tell me?"

　　"Half a month ago." Boss Shen playfully and cutely stuck her tongue out, "It's your fault for not listening when I speak. Well deserved."

　　s.h.i.+t! s.h.i.+t!

　　If those b.a.s.t.a.r.ds on Mount Daluo know that I'm here, they'll come running over looking for me right away! They don't care if I die from exhaustion. If they see me in a constable's uniform, they'll laugh so loud it can be heard throughout the three realms! They'll even bring out gongs to gather all our old friends in the pugilistic world here to see me.

　　I don't want to see that d.a.m.n Shaolin geezer who asks for donations as soon as he sees someone, or that Wudang geezer who's always trying to convince people they need to get him to perform ceremonies! The leader of Emei spells trouble too! I can't cross paths with them either!

　　Moreover, if my ever elusive s.h.i.+fu finds out that I'm here, he'll probably come here and try to set me up to become the sect leader. h.e.l.l no am I doing that!!

　　What do I? What do I do? Should I go and clobber the messenger? But since it's been half a month, not only should it have arrived, I bet he's probably already on his way back I….

　　What do I do…?

　　I calmed down a while later though.

　　Heh, there's nothing to fret about.

　　Even if he does go to Mount Daluo to deliver a letter, can he find my address? Even if he knows where it is, can he even climb all the way up there?

　　Mount Daluo is a very intriguing place. Our sect is situated in a mountain village that's been segregated from the world for centuries. You'll only see mountain flowers and wild plants on Mount Daluo, making it a fantastic place to train. The villagers that interact with us are simple and honest, and follow ancient customs. Their ancestors moved to the mountain many centuries ago and never descended the mountain since, because they couldn't….

　　Mount Daluo is a steep mountain. The mountain path is difficult and arduous to traverse. It's always had a reputation for being "Impossible to ascend, and impossible to descend. Cats have nine lives, and the graves there are covered in moss." Normal people in the pugilistic world can't even locate our place. And even if they do manage to locate it, they can't climb it. Our disciples were able to climb it because our masters and martial mistresses took us there one by one."

　　The mountain path is so difficult to traverse that my s.h.i.+fu has even used it as a graduation exam for his disciples. Disciples are considered skilful enough to leave the mountain if they can return home from the foot of the mountain and go back down. Our sect's senior martial uncle has wanted to leave the mountains for decades and couldn't. He has to bribe disciples leaving the mountain to help him. You think a messenger like you can climb the mountain?

　　I'm not bragging, but as far as I'm concerned, the only person from Nan Jing's Liu Shan Men who has a remote chance of climbing it is Boss Shen. I'm not worried as long as it's not her delivering the letter.

　　"Ah, whatever. So be it."

　　"Of course. What would you do otherwise?" Boss Shen continued in a tone where she paid no mind to it: "I just told you about the a.s.sa.s.sinations. Go and examine the corpses and look for some clues, so that I can list your names in the records for people who investigated the case. That'll earn you credit. Alright, that's all from me, head off now."

　　"Yes Ma'am!"

　　"Alright."

　　I took a bite of my pear, relaxed my entire body and responded. Just as I was thinking about how to laze around in a bit, somebody from outside suddenly came with a report.