492 Julu Crisis (2/2)

In other words, Zhang Jiao was also the indirect cause of the mass embezzlement.

'Bah, forget it. I'll just write a letter to Tong or Lu Zhi. Come to think of it, Sima Yi is interested in Min'er…'

He rubbed his chin and thought about Sima Fang.

'Should I tie the Sima Clan with the royal court? Sima Clan was the winner of the civil war in the alternate world, so their descendants are competent.'

A smile appeared on this former yellow turban leader's face.

'Sima Yi is a good candidate for Min'er. He did well in the other life, so he should be able to do the same here. I'll contact Sima Fang and talk to him about this arrangement.'

After Zhang Jiao made his decision, he used the clan chat and invite Sima Fang for a private talk.

Zhang Jiao: ”@Sima Fang. Excuse me, do you have any plans to visit Julu? I would like to reserve a bit of your time for a private matter.”

Sima Fang: ”What a coincidence. I'm on my way to Julu at the moment. I'll visit you after I finish dealing with the police department over there.”

Zhang Jiao: ”Thank you. I'll see you soon.”

He smiled, looking forward to seeing Sima Fang here. Zhang Jiao was sure that Sima Fang would be delighted if his son could marry the first princess.

While Zhang Jiao was fantasizing, a loud scream came from a distance.

This former yellow turban leader turned toward the source of the commotion. The voice just now came from Zhang Min.

The girl in question was flying toward Zhang Jiao. Hua Tuo was also with her.

Upon her landing, her panicked expression surprised Zhang Jiao. She never showed this kind of face when she was with him.

”Grandpa! We've got to run! Bad guys are coming to our city!”

”What?”

”I saw many angels flying here. Two of them have six wings and the rest has 4 wings!”

Now, Zhang Jiao understood why. His face changed. He had been reading clan chat whenever he had free time, and he often exchanged news with Lu Zhi and Sima Fang, so he knew that they were not a part of their forces.

The only six-wing angels in Tong's forces were Lu Bu and Li Feihong. As for other elite generals, they got stuck at the 4-wing tier.

First, since both of them had been assigned to the western province and Si Province, those two six-wing angels were not Lu Bu or Li Feihong. Second, whenever an elite general wanted to visit any city, they always reported in the clan chat about their destinations and their purposes.

But no one reported anything in the chat, which meant ... those men were not Tong's subordinates!

”Let's head to our secret room. We'll leave this city using the emergency passage.”

Zhang Jiao referred to the underground passage that Lu Zhi designed for Tong's family as a token of friendship. The passage route structure mimicked Luoyang's secret underground tunnel for the emperor and the royalties, but Lu Zhi made it for Zhang Jiao.

No one would have thought that this token of friendship would be useful in this situation.

Hua Tuo gulped and nodded. Although he did not know what this emergency passage was, it was better than nothing.

Zhang Min also listened to her grandfather. She might have the strength to fight, but she chose not to get involved with her father's war. Zhang Min was not afraid of the invaders, but she worried about her elders since these two old men were too weak to fight against even an ordinary angel with 2 wings.

With Zhang Min and Hua Tuo's consent, Zhang Jiao led the group to his bedroom, where the door toward the secret passage located.

As they were escaping from the city, Zhang Min did not forget to borrow a spear from a nearby soldier. But, they did not bring anyone with them.

It took them only a minute to reach Zhang Jiao's courtyard since his resident was nearby.

Zhang Min, Hua Tuo, and Zhang Jiao hid their presence as they sprinted toward the secret passage.

*RUMBLE*

Threatening aura from two 6-wing angels was noticeable. The trio flinched and glanced at the city assembly hall's direction.

The uninvited guests might have reached there.

”Let's hurry. I think they also saw me when we were flying.”

Zhang Min guard bedroom door while the two elders opened the underground passage under Zhang Jiao's bed.

After Zhang Jiao and Hua Tuo rushed down the stairs toward the underground level, Zhang Min, who was sweating in nervousness, followed her grandfathers.

”There you are.”

The cold voice of a young man sent a chill running down Zhang Min's spine.

Zhang Min spread her wings, gathered his force to reinforce the spear, and threw it toward the source of that voice.

The spear traveled toward the entrance doors that Zhang Min had guarded.

*BOOM*

The wooden doors exploded. When the dust dispersed, Zhang Min could see a middle-aged man with 4 white wings behind his back.

The man ignored the injured arms, which he had used to blocked Zhang Min's strike. He bellowed.