Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts-Chapter 470 - This Is Xu Ming’s Matter.

Xu Ming walked down the stairs.

He had barely taken a few steps when Tang Ningzhi followed him out.

“Does Miss Tang need something?” Xu Ming turned to ask.

Tang Ningzhi looked at him and said, “Where are you going?”

Xu Ming chuckled. “Naturally, I’m heading back to the Jinyi Bureau to deal with this matter.”

Tang Ningzhi responded matter-of-factly, “Then I’ll go with you. I’m a witness, after all. Since you’ll be summoning me eventually, I might as well go with you now.”

Xu Ming: “...”

Tang Ningzhi smiled. “What’s wrong? Is the Jinyi Bureau some kind of forbidden place that foreigners like me aren’t allowed to enter?”

Xu Ming shook his head. “Of course not. If Miss Tang wishes to visit, then please, be my guest.”

He did not refuse.

His moment of hesitation had less to do with bringing her along and more with concern over how Yanhan might react.

But on second thought, Xu Ming figured he had nothing to hide—so why should he worry about misunderstandings?

With that, he led Tang Ningzhi to the Jinyi Bureau.

Inside, the bureau was bustling with people coming and going, each appearing busy with their own tasks.

Some of those who recognized Xu Ming greeted him in passing, but with over eight thousand members in the Jinyi Bureau, most did not know him personally—especially since he was not wearing his official uniform as Commander of the Jinyiwei.

Tang Ningzhi took in the layout of the bureau and observed the demeanor of the Jinyiwei officers.

The interior was simple and unadorned, with nothing particularly extravagant. There were no lavish furnishings—everything was kept practical.

Despite the vastness of the compound, it even felt somewhat empty.

Yet, standing within it, one could feel a sharp, chilling aura.

Every Jinyiwei exuded a sense of discipline and resolve.

This did not surprise Tang Ningzhi.

In fact, she felt that this was exactly how a newly established institution should be.

At the beginning, people always adhered strictly to rules and regulations, diligently carrying out their duties with caution.

But over time...

Would the Jinyiwei remain unchanged?

Tang Ningzhi could not help but wonder.

Would they continue to be the emperor’s sword and the people’s shield, as they were now?

Or, like the civil and military officials of the imperial court, would they eventually become corrupt—conspiring in deceit, oppressing the common folk?

Inside the Jinyi Bureau’s council hall, a large plaque hung high above, bearing two bold characters—

“Seek Truth.”

The calligraphy was not particularly elegant, but the simplicity of the words seemed to declare the core principle of the Jinyiwei.

Within those two characters, Tang Ningzhi could sense an intense, unyielding sword intent—an unwavering, unbreakable spirit.

“Who wrote those words?” she asked.

To write such characters, the person must be someone with integrity, a firm believer in their own principles.

“I did,” Xu Ming replied casually. “Why?”

“...” Tang Ningzhi was momentarily speechless. “Nothing.”

She looked at him with a complicated expression.

Xu Ming stroked his chin and turned his gaze toward the inscription.

He wasn’t exactly a master calligrapher, but his writing wasn’t that bad, was it?

“Miss Tang, please have a seat here. I have some matters to attend to first,” Xu Ming said.

Tang Ningzhi nodded.

Xu Ming walked out of the Jinyi Bureau’s main hall.

Tang Ningzhi watched his figure gradually disappear into the distance, her eyes flickering with thought.

She wasn’t even sure why she had followed him here.

Yes, she was involved in the incident, but as a princess of Chu, she would never be formally summoned.

No matter how serious this case was, they would treat her as if she were invisible.

They might even deliberately avoid questioning her.

In her mind, she replayed Xu Ming’s demeanor at the teahouse.

Perhaps... she had come to see how Xu Ming would react.

How would he, a new rising force, face the entrenched powers of Wu?

After all, the person involved was the son of Mo Peinan, the Great Pillar of the Nation—the Limit Realm Martial Artist.

How many Limit Realm martial artists existed in this world?

In Tang Ningzhi’s heart, she already knew how this case would end.

Xu Ming would have to release him.

That man, Mo Yuanshan, would walk out of the Jinyi Bureau’s prison completely unscathed.

It was inevitable.

And it wasn’t Xu Ming’s fault.

No matter the dynasty, no matter the person—who would dare refuse to give face to a Limit Real Martial Artist?

“Sigh.”

Tang Ningzhi let out a soft sigh, took a sip of tea, and felt that there was no longer any reason for her to stay.

Just as she was considering leaving after a short rest, a woman in a long dress stepped inside.

Golden embroidery formed the image of a four-clawed dragon on her gown.

At the sight of the woman, Tang Ningzhi frowned slightly.

The woman also looked at Tang Ningzhi, her expression just as indifferent.

Wu Yanhan walked over and sat beside Tang Ningzhi without a word.

Tang Ningzhi, however, smiled. “What brings the Prince Qin here?”

Wu Yanhan poured herself a cup of tea. “Xu Ming told me about what happened at the teahouse and asked me to come and entertain you.” freёnovelkiss-com

Tang Ningzhi: “...”

Silence filled the hall.

Neither spoke.

A strange tension settled in the air, making the atmosphere feel unbearably awkward.

“The one who got beaten was the son of your Great Pillar of the Nation,” Tang Ningzhi finally said after a long pause, her tone carrying a hint of warning.

“I know.” Wu Yanhan nodded, taking a slow sip of tea.

Tang Ningzhi’s brows knitted slightly. “Then how do you plan to handle this?”

“That’s Xu Ming’s business,” Wu Yanhan replied calmly.

Tang Ningzhi’s voice sharpened. “He was too impulsive. If he hadn’t intervened, this could have been swept under the rug. But now that he’s involved, given his status, there’s no way this will remain a small matter.

If you let Mo Peinan’s son walk free, the Jinyiwei’s authority will take a massive hit.

But if the Jinyiwei insists on going against a Limit Realm Martial Artist, you’ll be crushed to pieces.”

Wu Yanhan remained unshaken. “I understand everything you’re saying,” she said, her tone unwavering. “And as I said, this is Xu Ming’s matter.”

Tang Ningzhi grew frustrated. “And what about you?”

“Me?”

Wu Yanhan turned her head slightly, her gaze meeting Tang Ningzhi’s.

“No matter what Xu Ming does, I will stand by his side.”

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