Strange Tales: You're an Official, but you're raising a bunch of Demonessess? - Chapter 60

Chapter 60: Invitation from the Eldest Princess

“Swoosh!”

Several sharp arrows cut through the air, accurately piercing the backs of would-be assailants aiming to stab Bai Yu.

“Oh…”

The individuals grunted and fell to the ground, lifeless.

“Mr. Bai Yu.”

A shadow darted by, and three tall female guards clad in black approached. Gracefully leaping from the eaves like swaying leaves, their agile figures exuded remarkable prowess.

They reached Bai Yu. Glancing at the fallen gangsters, they bowed and presented a document: “By order of the Grand Princess, we bring you an invitation to the Gathering of Talented Poets.”

The Grand Princess had emphasised treating Bai Yu with the same respect as if he were facing her. Typically, scholars were casually sent to deliver invitations, some not even receiving one. Yet, this individual warranted the deployment of their guards.

“Hey!”

Recalling the encounter with the ‘Master in Black’ at the School of Learning, Bai Yu couldn’t help but chuckle. The current emperor, the leader of a prominent family, had initially introduced him to the Grand Princess.

Accepting the invitation, Bai Yu gladly responded, “Your Highness, I am honoured by the invitation and will attend.”

The eldest princess was fond of literature, hosting the Virtuous and Talented poetry gathering after each imperial examination—a more relaxed affair than the rigorous tests. It provided an opportunity for those who hadn’t performed well in exams.

Being appreciated by the Grand Princess could lead to official recommendations. The poetry meeting, symbolised by the invitation, became a badge of status and talent.

Politically, it served to build alliances with new faces and gain familiarity. A good relationship with the Grand Princess was essential for one’s reputation. As the top scholar in the imperial examination, Bai Yu’s invitation to the poetry event was entirely expected.

“Excuse the interruption!”

After completing the task, they bowed in salute to Bai Yu.

Just about to leave, Bai Yu stopped them.

“Wait!”

The leader asked respectfully, “May I ask what you want?”

“Would you like to pass a few words to His Highness for me?”

“Please tell me!”

Bai Yu pointed to the corpses on the ground, smiling, “Please report this matter to Your Highness.”

“And tell her, if she can help me deal with this matter, I will give her a gift, which is guaranteed to be worth the money. How about it?”

He didn’t know if the old emperor introduced himself to his children, but the princes and princesses took him seriously.

This was Bai Yu’s advantage. He may be petty, but he doesn’t like trouble. He doesn’t have too much leisure time to be entangled in investigating the opponent or planning to confront them.

Wouldn’t it be nice to spend that time with Sister Dragon?

It’s better to simplify the problem, shift the conflict, and let others handle it directly. Smart people never handle problems personally. Instead, they use existing conditions, drive resources, and let others do things for them.

The so-called power was just a matter of who could wield the cards. The opponent had driven several gangsters to do something wrong to him. And he could leverage the eldest princess to eliminate dissidents for him.