"Really?" It's really a stroke of luck. This person can be put to good use. "Is the King of the Grasslands one - hundred percent trusting of him? The kind of trust that allows him to get close?"
"Of course. This person has been raised by the King of the Grasslands since childhood." He was there when the person was taken back by the King of the Grasslands.
"It seems you've had good luck." Jing Xunchao glanced at Tule Haojia and then had the man on the ground taken away. As for the letter that was sent? It was always about the same thing: something had happened to the grassland tribe.
Jing Xunchao led his men away from Tule Haojia's residence. After returning, he summoned Mu Nan and Lü Yun.
"Is there any kind of Gu worm in your tribe that can control people?" Jing Xunchao asked.
"What do you want to do?" Lü Yun looked at Jing Xunchao. There were such Gu worms, but they were not easy to cultivate. There were only about a hundred of them in their tribe.
"I want you to control this person. He is the King of the Grasslands' man. We can make him get the King of the Grasslands' heart - blood. That way, when something goes wrong, they won't be able to trace it back to us."
"Okay." Lü Yun thought for a while and agreed. Although Tule Haojia's condition had improved a lot, they couldn't afford to delay for too long. Otherwise, if they didn't get the heart - blood by the deadline, she would be helpless. They had been lucky to wake him up once; there probably wouldn't be such good luck a second time.
Lü Yun placed the Gu - controlling worm on the man. The Gu worm didn't need any guidance. It crawled straight into the man's ear and then into his brain.
Jing Xunchao watched the man on the ground writhing in pain expressionlessly, with not a shred of sympathy in his eyes. If this man hadn't killed anyone, he wouldn't have resorted to this method. But one could clearly sense the murderous aura on this man.
He was all too familiar with this kind of aura, often felt on extremely vicious people. So, looking at the man's current state, he didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt.
After a cup of tea's time, the man on the ground stopped struggling. He lay motionless on the ground, his limbs stiff, looking like a dead man.
Mu Nan looked at the unresponsive man on the ground and kicked him twice. This man couldn't have died without being able to withstand it, could he?
Lü Yun shook the bell in her hand. "Stand up."
Hearing the bell, the man suddenly opened his eyes and slowly stood up. "Greetings, my lord." Since the Gu worm wasn't yet fully adapted to this new body, his speech was a bit slow and halting, but he quickly returned to normal.
"What's your name? What's your purpose for coming here?" Lü Yun looked at this man as if he were her own child because there was a Gu worm in his body. People in their tribe treated Gu worms like their own children, doted on them.
"Your subordinate is named Wuming. I came here to deliver a letter to the King of the Grasslands. There's a big problem in the grassland tribe. It was raided. I'm here to ask the King of the Grasslands to go back earlier." This time, his speech was much more fluent.
Lü Yun glanced at Jing Xunchao. After seeing Jing Xunchao nod, she felt relieved. It seemed that the Gu worm had completely controlled this man. Lü Yun stepped forward and untied the man herself.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the man was untied, he hugged Lü Yun. This action startled Mu Nan and Jing Xunchao. No way? This man wasn't controlled by the Gu worm and was now going to use Lü Yun as a hostage?
Lü Yun, who was being hugged, was used to it. All the Gu worms she raised had this strange quirk. Once they entered a human body, they liked to hug her, just like a newborn baby looking for its mother.
"Let go obediently, or I'll get you out of there." Lü Yun helplessly patted the man's arm. Where did they learn such bad habits? They should learn something good.
Mu Nan and the other were still a bit worried about Lü Yun's situation. But after seeing the man named Wuming obediently let go after hearing Lü Yun's words, Mu Nan was completely dumbfounded, and Jing Xunchao was also a bit surprised.
"Yun'er, are you okay?" Mu Nan pulled Lü Yun over and checked her carefully. After confirming that she was okay, he felt relieved. Then he warily looked at this Wuming.
"Don't worry. This man has been controlled by my Gu worm. It's okay." Lü Yun poked her head out from behind Mu Nan and said.
"What was that just now?" It didn't seem like something a controlled person would do at all.
"Cough... that's a quirk of the Gu worms I raised." She would find it strange if it didn't hug her.
"What's that?" Mu Nan didn't understand, but considering it was just a worm, he forgave it. Otherwise, he would have drawn his sword long ago.
"When should we send him to find the King of the Grasslands?" Lü Yun asked.
"Tonight. But we have to make it look real." At first, Mu Nan and the other didn't understand what Jing Xunchao meant by "real." They understood after seeing Jing Xunchao slash Wuming a few times.
Lü Yun looked at Wuming's pitiful eyes and expressionlessly turned her head. She saw nothing. Don't look at her. She knew nothing.
Lü Yun shook the bell, and Wuming flew away. Just as Jing Xunchao was about to leave, he looked at Mu Nan with a strange expression, then patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "Don't ever make your wife angry in the future."
Otherwise, who knows when she'll get tired of you and put a Gu worm on you. By then, it'll be too late to save you.
Mu Nan looked at Jing Xunchao and scratched his head. What did the master mean? He and Yun'er were doing fine. Why did the master look so... solemn?
Mu Nan couldn't figure it out, but Lü Yun understood. She helplessly shrugged her shoulders. Was she that kind of person? How could she ever put a Gu worm on Mu Nan? If Mu Nan really did something to betray her, at most she would chop him up.
Mu Nan felt a chill on his body. He tightened his outer robe and then led Lü Yun away.
Autumn had arrived, and the weather was getting cold. It was time to go home quickly.
At night, a black figure darted through the capital and finally stopped on the roof of an inn. According to the pre - arranged secret signal, he knocked on the roof tiles rhythmically a few times.
Soon, the lamp in the room was lit. Not long after, a voice came from inside the room. "Come in."
"What's happened to the tribe?" The King of the Grasslands, wearing his inner robe, stood in the room looking at Wuming.
He had sent away all the people around the room. Whenever Wuming came to deliver a letter, there would be no third person around.
"Master, there's a big problem in the tribe."