Chapter 4406 — Passing the Letter Around
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The parcel might well be a trap—but what if it was not?
Even if the chance were one in ten thousand, none of them could bear to simply set it aside.
After all, a letter sent home by Wei Zhao was the sort of thing that, though hardly likely in reality, they had often imagined in their dreams. And now the dream had truly come true—how could they shut the door on it over a trifling worry?
"Very well. But before we open it, we take precautions," said Chen Yuxuan and the others, exchanging looks. As men, they could hardly be less brave than a few women—and besides, they were eager to know what the parcel contained.
With their peak Heaven-rank strength, bombs and the like posed no threat to them whatsoever; and the parcel was flat and thin, hardly the shape for concealing a bomb. Barring the unexpected, it should hold nothing but a letter.
That did not mean it was free of danger, however. If this was someone's snare, the letter might well be laced with a colorless, odorless poison. Peak Heaven-rank masters they might be, but against a poison of truly legendary potency, they could not necessarily count on pulling through.
Out of caution, Qiu Lingshan donned a pair of gloves with excellent insulating properties—standard-issue Mystery Investigation Bureau equipment—and only then, under everyone's watching eyes, slowly opened the parcel.
The crowd unconsciously held its breath. Sure enough, what met their eyes was no dangerous device but a sheet of letter paper—an ordinary sheet of letter paper, and if it differed from any other at all, it was only that it was rather more refined and elegantly plain.
"This is Wei Zhao's handwriting too, and the way it talks is his usual style. There is no mistaking it—this really is a letter written in Wei Zhao's own hand!" Qiu Lingshan had scarcely glanced at it twice before she cried out in delighted surprise.
If this were some plot, imitating Wei Zhao's handwriting was one thing—that was at least possible. But to imitate his manner of speech as well? That was not plausible. Which meant this letter was one hundred percent from Wei Zhao's own hand!
Which meant that this Central Courier, appearing out of nowhere, really could travel between Cloud Terrace Island and the mundane world. That was simply unbelievable!
"Truly?" At these words the others' eyes lit up, their faces alight with joy, and they pressed him eagerly: "What does Leader Wei Zhao say in it? How is he now?"
"Patience—I have not finished reading it myself. You shall have it in a moment!" Afraid that the crowd would lose patience and snatch it from her, and with no time for a careful reading, Qiu Lingshan raced through the letter at a glance, then handed it over for them to pass around one by one.
They passed the letter around among themselves. Those too impatient to wait crowded in to read along, or pestered Qiu Lingshan to tell them what it said, listening all the while and clucking in admiration. (To be continued...)