Dragon King Palace: Urban Affluent Son-in-Law-Chapter 1068: Dragon Tiger Gorge

After scolding those soul-lost Tianji Pavilion stationed staff, Shen Tumao felt waves of fear in his heart.

The problem this time is really serious, not only did a duty elder die, but the entire War Soul Hall suffered significant losses!

It’s been a long time since such a vile incident happened at Tianji Pavilion.

"Commander, you’ve heard it all, everything is as I expected..."

Shen Tumao turned bitterly to Xia Houba and said.

"You have the nerve to say it, all thanks to your wonderful job!" Xia Houba’s face grew darker, and he shouted angrily!

Shen Tumao was speechless: "Commander, the responsibility for this matter indeed lies with me. Please report to the Pavilion Master on my behalf tomorrow. I am willing to immediately go to Binhai and crush that little bastard’s skull to make amends..."

"Ha!"

Xia Houba sneered, "Do you think you can leave now?"

"You’re not unaware of the situation here; it’s incredibly complicated! If you leave now, how can I explain it to the Pavilion Master? And once it disturbs the Pavilion Master, letting him know such a disgraceful thing happened within the pavilion, have you considered his anger? Could you handle it?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Tumao hastily made a "thud" sound and knelt again to Xia Houba, "Commander, please save me, I... I don’t want to die..."

He knew better than anyone the temperament of the Tianji Pavilion Master and the consequences affecting this operation!

He, a Silver Robe Elder, would be left with no remains!

"Fine! Considering your loyal service to me over the years, I won’t leave you to die—get up, I’ll arrange something!"

Xia Houba expressionlessly said, "I refuse to believe a small Binhai pest can truly become a major threat to Tianji Pavilion!"

Shen Tumao felt relieved upon hearing this and hurriedly kowtowed, "Thank you, Commander!"

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Changbai Mountain!

Here is one of the borderlines between China and its neighboring countries, the northernmost place.

Unlike the hot weather of China’s Central Plains and the Southern regions, the temperature here remains below freezing all year round, covered in thick snow.

At the foot of Heavenly Lake, in a gorge difficult to find even on China’s most precise maps.

A special name exists here: Dragon Tiger Gorge!

It means even dragons and tigers find it hard to cross, with jagged stones everywhere, sharp peaks, and from time to time bottomless cliffs, with howling cold winds.

Everywhere you look, the road ahead is a white desolation, like the entrance to the Hell of Nine Nether!

At this time, a Hummer off-road vehicle with a Jiangdong Provincial City license plate was struggling through the snow.

The wheels left two deep tracks in the snow behind, half a meter deep!

The wind is fierce, the road treacherous, and the snow delays the cart and horse.

A layer of unmeltable white mist clung to the windshield, forcing the driver to clear it while carefully advancing.

And speaking of the driver, it was none other than the Great Housekeeper of the Provincial City Dugu Family, Dugu Mao!

Only one person was seated in the back of the car, the Family Head of the Dugu Family, Dugu Jinhong!

Since his precious grandson vanished from the world in Binhai, and Heavenly Deaf and Earthly Mute were buried afterwards, Dugu Jinhong decided to come personally to invite the ultimate heritage of the Dugu Family to emerge!

This ultimate heritage resides in seclusion deep in Dragon Tiger Gorge, living an isolated life.

If not for some ancestral connection between the Dugu Family and this hidden master, they wouldn’t have such intricate ties.

"Family Head, if I remember correctly, we’re almost there."

Dugu Mao wiped the glass again and spoke to Dugu Jinhong in the back.

Along the way, he had lost count of how many times he uttered such words, and how much hardship he encountered, but at least now they had found the place; he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Dugu Jinhong said nothing, but sat in the back with his eyes closed, restoring his spirit.

Soon, the view ahead cleared, revealing a flat ground surrounded by mountains, faintly visible.

A three-entry and two-exit old house, whose construction date was unrecognizable, sat on the mountain flat.

The old house was supported by wooden pillars all around, seemingly ready to collapse at any moment.

In front of the house, two dirty storm lanterns flickered in the night, with the candle flames swaying in the wind, faintly revealing the outline of two dark wooden doors.

"That’s it, for sure!"

Dugu Mao re-energized, not daring to drive the car further, parked it on the snowy road, and then put on a thick coat and got out of the car.

He was about to knock on the door when a small creek about a meter wide quickly blocked his way before the house.

He saw the creek’s water was clear, gently flowing, and it had neither frozen nor stopped flowing in these snow-sealed days!

Only a man-made wooden bridge swayed over the creek, leading to the old house.

Dugu Mao became dumbfounded, "No ice can be seen over hundred cold spells; no life can be saved over hundred deaths, is this really..."

A hint of fear rose on his face, and he drew in a cold breath, then loudly called toward the old house, "Dugu Family’s housekeeper, Dugu Mao, pays respects to Senior Fang. May I ask if Senior is home?"

After waiting for a while, an elderly voice finally echoed from the old house, extremely cold, "I have no ties with Jiangdong’s Dugu Family; you shouldn’t have come here, go back!"

"Senior Fang, we’ve come from afar with difficulty, and we have urgent matters requesting your assistance. Please show some leniency..."

Dugu Mao was speaking, when suddenly the sound of a car door from behind came, as the heavily clothed Dugu Jinhong got out.

He looked at Dugu Mao expressionlessly, then took a step forward and solemnly said: "Dugu descendant Dugu Jinhong, visits Senior Fang with important matters, hoping to see you!"

"I have said! I have no ties with your Dugu Family; you may return!" The inside elderly voice still lacked any warmth, coldly said.

"Senior Fang! I know your old bond with the Dugu Family is severed, but this time it’s truly urgent, hoping Senior Fang revisits the old relationship, and rescues us! Otherwise, not only will the Dugu Family face extinction, but it will also suffer complete annihilation!"

Dugu Jinhong spoke sincerely, suddenly knelt heavily, facing the old house with utmost humility.

The old house remained silent for a long while, finally releasing a heavy sigh.

"Dugu Jinhong, has the Dugu Family under your leadership finally faced insurmountable difficulties?"

Dugu Jinhong lamentingly said, "Senior Fang, it’s not that I’m incompetent, but the matter this time is bizarre; I’m helpless! If not in desperation, I wouldn’t dare to disturb your retreat, so—"

"Fine, come in."

The voice finally sounded somewhat softened, and the two wooden doors slowly opened from within.

Dugu Mao quickly stepped forward to assist Dugu Jinhong up,

The two exchanged a glance, then carefully crossed the bridge.

However, just as stepping onto the bridge, Dugu Jinhong suddenly asked as he looked down, "Senior Fang, can we cross this river?"

"I said you can, so you can!" The voice inside lightly said, exuding a sense of undeniable authority!

Only then did the two feel reassured, nodding in thanks, respectfully making their way toward the old house inside.

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