Mysteries of Immortal Puppet Master - Chapter 859: 293: Mysterious Organization_3

Chapter 859: Chapter 293: Mysterious Organization_3

“I am now quite suspicious of the White Paper City Lord!”

“The current City Lord of White Paper Immortal City is rather ambitious, and her true self has not appeared publicly for many years.”

Ning Zhuo touched the Mechanical Ring, noticing it was inert: “I am willing to join Senior Yang to visit the City Lord’s true form!”

Yang Sanyan’s eyes flashed with a hint of admiration: “Worthy of being a descendant of our sect’s Golden Core True Transmission.”

Wen Ruanyu: “I am willing to go as well!”

“Good.” Yang Sanyan took charge of the situation, “Then the three of us shall head directly to the City Lord’s Mansion.”

Yang Sanyan dissolved the dojo, causing the unattended Dragon Pond of Hidden Scale dojo to disappear, attracting the attention of nearby cultivators.

Wen Ruanyu briefly explained a few things and calmed them down.

The three arrived at the City Lord’s Mansion, and first encountered the City Lord’s Paperman Avatar.

Wen Ruanyu cupped his hands: “Brother Yang, why not let me explain the situation?”

He was worried about Yang Sanyan’s pride and potential missteps in negotiations, causing unnecessary trouble.

Yang Sanyan glanced at Wen Ruanyu and nodded slightly: “You are also a Golden Core True Transmission from our sect, I don’t mind giving you this face.”

Wen Ruanyu then informed the City Lord’s avatar that the traitor had been uncovered, and it was Zheng Shoumo.

“It’s him, huh.” The Paperman Avatar responded, seemingly unsurprised, with a deep sigh.

Yang Sanyan shot a sharp glance and immediately questioned: “The City Lord doesn’t seem surprised?”

The White Paper City Lord said: “I am, after all, the lord of a city; the traitor has been investigated repeatedly without results. Naturally, I’ve guessed that the ‘Suwen Heart-cutting Scroll’ might be ineffective.”

“I’ve suspected quite a few people, and Zheng Shoumo was one of them.”

“He manages the Ink River but always makes mistakes, causing the Ink River to break and repair frequently. This is a peculiar point.”

“I even secretly sent people to investigate him, but found nothing.”

Hearing this, Wen Ruanyu’s expression changed. He hadn’t expected the City Lord had suspected Zheng Shoumo long ago and even investigated him!

Yang Sanyan frowned: “Why not investigate thoroughly? If it were me, I would at least clear up the doubts about the frequent breaking and repairing of the Ink River.”

The White Paper City Lord snorted coldly: “Young friend Yang, you are not the lord of a city, you don’t understand that many things are difficult and cannot be done based solely on personal intent.”

Th𝚒𝑠 𝘤hαp𝓉℮r 𝗂𝓈 p𝐨𝘴𝐭𝗲𝘥 b𝙮 Ⱪ𝖎𝕥ᥱ𝕟ɵѵ𝓮|

“Zheng Shoumo is one of them.”

“He’s someone placed by Meng Yaoyin, naturally bearing Myriad Images Sect’s factional position. Besides, he, as a Confucian Cultivator, is very close to Wen Ruanyu in daily life.”

“If I were to investigate thoroughly, I’m afraid I would find evidence of him deliberately making mistakes to exploit the maintenance costs of the Ink River.”

“At that point, it would be embarrassing for both of us!”

Yang Wenning and the others were silent.

The White Paper City Lord’s reasoning was indeed sound.

Meng Yaoyin had great contributions to White Paper Immortal City and even erected a Paperman Giant Statue in the south of the city. If the people she placed were dealt with, it would severely damage her reputation.

Meng Yaoyin was a minister that the White Paper City Lord supported, her image and reputation are also the City Lord’s prestige.

The White Paper City Lord’s acknowledgment of Meng Yaoyin’s accomplishments was also a gesture of goodwill to the Myriad Images Sect.

To some extent, Zheng Shoumo replaced Meng Yaoyin as a testament to the friendship and alliance between White Paper Immortal City and Myriad Images Sect!

If he were gone, it wouldn’t be good for the White Paper City Lord, or the alliance between the Immortal City and Myriad Images Sect.

Therefore, even if he had embezzled maintenance funds, the White Paper City Lord would still turn a blind eye.

It was precisely such considerations that led the White Paper City Lord not to address this suspicion.

Many things in life require a muddled approach.

Wen Ruanyu sighed deeply, breaking the silence: “Perhaps this is exactly Zheng Shoumo’s scheme.”

“On one hand, he took advantage of the opportunities in repeatedly repairing the Ink River to secretly tamper, nurturing his own forces, and making other arrangements. Just looking back, the Ghost Gate Pass appearing in the Ink River within my city and releasing a large number of Water Ghosts must be Zheng Shoumo’s work.”

“On the other hand, he also used this as a ‘shield’, calculating that you, City Lord, would protect the overall situation, to be conveniently blurred, using this ‘shield’ to block subsequent possible investigations.”

The White Paper City Lord turned to Ning Zhuo: “I owe it to our little savior for uncovering this person’s traitorous identity!”

Ning Zhuo recalled Yang Sanyan’s previous words, his eyes flashing with determined light: “This matter absolutely isn’t over. My mother’s death is likely related to this person.”

Yang Sanyan pulled out a broken token and described the battle at that time.

Upon hearing that Zheng Shoumo was likely a member of this mysterious organization, the Paperman Avatar lost its composure and showed a shocked expression.

Yang Sanyan said: “This matter is of great importance, City Lord, I want to see your true self and then sign a Divine Contract with everyone.”

“Otherwise, I find it hard to truly trust anyone.”

“Without trust, how can we defend the city?”

The Paperman Avatar remained silent for a moment, then shook its head with a wry smile: “Well, this way please, the three of you.”

The three exchanged glances, Ning Zhuo touched the Mechanical Ring and took the lead.

A moment later.

The three arrived at the underground chamber.

The Paperman Avatar activated the Array, revealing the City Lord’s true self.

“What?!” Wen Ruanyu’s expression changed dramatically.

Yang Sanyan squinted his eyes, instinctively hiding the shock in his gaze.

Ning Zhuo also displayed a look of shock, never having expected the City Lord’s true form to be in such a condition.