699 Do Me A Favor (1/2)
When Qiu Jianhan and the rest received the invitation, they were stunned.
They were indescribably surprised that the named few had rarely encountered each other throughout their lives. Yet today, they felt taken aback.
This handful of people had received countless invitations in this lifetime, be it from the aristocrats or even the emperor himself. To them, those were common occurrences. This person's invitation today, however, was not only unprecedented, but they also would not even have dreamed about it in their entire lifetime.
These elders honestly could not imagine that this person had actually sent out an invitation to them.
”Depart immediately!”
Old Marshal Qiu made his decision at once, while Fang Qingtian, Leng Daoyin, and the others reacted similarly. Moreover, all of them felt as if the world was spinning – that ghostly fellow would actually deign to send them an invitation?Was it to discuss something?
Was the sky falling?
Otherwise, how could his invitation have come about? This was definitely an unusual appointment!
The elders muttered inwardly to themselves.
”He didn't even come when my son married my daughter-in-law, or when my grandchild got married. What is he doing this time?”
”Your father almost died the other time and he didn't make a single sound. Why is he sending an invitation now?”
”Could this bastard have turned crazy?”
This was Wu Ying's influence – shock no longer sufficed to describe the effect the invitation had on the invitees.
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On that same night, Wu Ying sat straight as a ramrod at his table.
In front of him, the four marshals and an old mistress stared at him like they were looking at an exotic animal.
Wu Ying wore a poker face and said nothing.
After a while, the quintet began to look offended. 'What do you mean by inviting us over, but not speaking at all?'
”Ghost – uh, Sir Wu.” Qiu Jianhan almost called out the nickname ”Ghost General” that he and the others had given Wu Ying; he stroked his beard and continued. ”You must have something to say, to have invited us over?”
”Mm,” answered Wu Ying.
Mm? Old Sir Qiu turned his head away angrily.
”What is it then?” Fang Qingtian asked.
Wu Ying answered, ”Something.” He looked rather distant and dazed.
Fang Qingtian was inflamed. 'As if I don't know there's something?'
Tie Zheng was the third to speak up, ”Sir Wu, you can speak directly if there's something that is amiss.” Ah, the peacemaker.
Wu Ying said nothing then, quietly contemplating matters with a frown. Were these five people worthy of his appointment? Would there be any problems? If there were, who would be the one where the issues would crop up around?
Tie Zheng was close to pulling his saber out of its scabbard. 'You managed to muster a humming sound when the others asked something of you, but when it came to me, you actually close your eyes!'
'What a bully!'
”There's nothing much, really. I just wanted to ask all of you important ones for a favor.” Wu Ying finally broke out of his trance.
The five people snorted and rolled their eyes.
A favor? Based on your attitude now?
Dream on!
”Have a look at these first.” Wu Ying stood up and retrieved the titles he had written and compiled personally, displaying them openly on the table for his guests to flip through them.
Qiu Jianhan and the rest were set on not being amicable to this fellow, but the very names of these books in front of them were truly captivating. Could there be one that analyzed him? His opponent as well?