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Chapter 62: Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind(2/2)

"impossible!"

Fan Xian and Fan Jian had completely different reactions. Fan Xian was shocked, but Fan Jian didn't believe it at all. In his opinion, even if everyone in the world betrayed Emperor Qing, Chen Pingping would not be able to betray him.

"I know Chen Pingping. It is absolutely impossible for him to betray His Majesty." Fan Jian said firmly.

Qin Hao smiled and then dropped a bombshell: "What if the real culprit behind the murder of Ye Qingmei was Emperor Qing?"

"What? Impossible!" Fan Jian stumbled and almost fell. He quickly held on to the desk and barely managed to avoid falling.

"You are talking nonsense. How could His Majesty kill Ye Qingmei? He and Ye Qingmei..."

Fan Jian stopped abruptly when he said this and looked at Fan Xian subconsciously.

Fan Xian walked up to Qin Hao, gritted his teeth and asked, "What evidence do you have?"

"You can only ask Chen Pingping about this." Qin Hao said seriously.

Fan Xian was about to leave the study, but Fan Jian grabbed him. He took several deep breaths before he managed to calm down.

"Even if Chen Pingping and the Ye family combined, they can't kill His Majesty. There is a great master sitting in the palace, and we can't get close to His Majesty at all."

Qin Hao smiled calmly: "It seems that Ruoruo didn't tell you."

"tell what?"

Qin Hao stopped talking nonsense and waved his hand as a huge force filled the study room. All the items in the study room were suspended in the air, as if they had entered outer space.

"Are you...promoted to Grand Master?"

Although Fan Xian has also advanced to the ninth rank, he has never seen a grand master take action, and can only vaguely feel that this is not a power that a ninth rank warrior can control.

Qin Hao gently rolled up his sleeves, and all the items in the study were restored. Even the ink droplets did not spill out. The control of energy with this hand alone was not something that a ninth-grade warrior could achieve, which made Fan Xian even more convinced.

Qin Hao has indeed been promoted to Grand Master.

"Not only me, but also my master Ye Liuyun. I believe it won't be long before he returns to the capital."

Fan Jian opened his mouth: "How are you sure that Grandmaster Ye will definitely be on your side?"

"Just because I am his favorite disciple, why has Master traveled all over the world these years? In fact, he has long been dissatisfied with what Emperor Qing and his royal family did." Qin Hao said confidently.

At this moment, both Fan Jian and Fan Xian fell into silence.

The combined power of the two grand masters cannot be resisted by secular armies, not even the most elite black cavalry of the Qing Kingdom. The only one who can resist the grand master is the grand master.

But now, including Qin Hao, there are only five great masters in the world. Ku He and Si Gu Jian both want to kill Emperor Qing, and Ye Liuyun is on Qin Hao's side. After all, there is only one Hong Sixiang on Emperor Qing's side.

"Since you are already sure of victory, why did you tell our father and son about this matter? Aren't you afraid that we will report you?" Fan Jian asked in a deep voice.

Qin Hao looked at Fan Xian: "It is indeed not difficult for me to kill Emperor Qing."

"It's just that after killing him, Qingguo will definitely fall apart, which will be of no benefit to me or the Ye family."

Fan Xian met Qin Hao's gaze and said word by word: "So, you want to use Prime Minister Lin and my father to stabilize the situation in the court? And then support a puppet to control the Qing Kingdom?"

Qin Hao smiled noncommittally.

"Fan Xian, what do you think a great master is?"

"The existence of transcendent external objects. To put it bluntly, apart from being unable to live forever, the Grand Master is the god of this world!"

"Even if I kill Emperor Qing and walk away, whether the prince succeeds to the throne or another force usurps the throne in the future, will they dare to be my enemy?"

Qin Hao walked up to Fan Xian and patted him on the shoulder: "Although I don't have the compassion and compassion of your mother, I still hope to do my best to help the people at the bottom live a better life."

"In fact, essentially, we are the same kind of people."

Fan Xian stared at Qin Hao for a long time before letting out a sigh of relief: "I need to confirm something with Chen Pingping before I can reply to you."

"No problem. In fact, even if you don't look for him, he will probably come to you."

When Fan Jian saw that Fan Xian was already moved, he could only turn his thousands of words into a long sigh.

Afterwards, Fan Xian went to meet Chen Pingping. Qin Hao didn't know what they said during the meeting. He only heard from Fan Ruoruo that after Fan Xian came back, he locked himself in the room alone without saying a word.

It wasn't until the third day that Fan Xian walked out of the room. The first thing he did was to find Qin Hao.

"I will cooperate with you, but Emperor Qing, you have to let me kill him!"

"I'm afraid this is a bit difficult."

"Why?"

"Because he is the great master who has been hiding in the palace."

Fan Xian exclaimed: "Impossible, isn't the Grand Master Hong Sixiang?"

"That's just his old suspicion formation. I have fought against Hong Sixiang, and he only has the strength of the peak ninth grade at most."

Fan Xian took a deep breath: "Okay, but if possible, let him breathe. I want to know why he wanted to kill my mother."

"I will try my best."

"When are you going to take action?"
Chapter completed!
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