All the assassins who sneaked into the guild hall were kicked out of the wall, and then a golden figure walked out of the building.
Haitang Duoduo and Lang Tao immediately covered their faces with black scarves to hide their identities.
Chi Laowen glanced at the roof where the two were standing, and the next moment he bent his legs, jumped up, and jumped onto the roof, standing in front of Haitang Duoduo and Lang Tao.
"Who are you and why did you attack the mission?" Chi Laowen's whole body was filled with golden energy, and he transformed into a golden man. His aura far surpassed that of the ninth grade, which made Haitang Duoduo and Lang Tao think that he was a great master.
Lang Tao discovered that all the people sent by Zhong Sheng had died, and their bodies were irregularly twisted. It was obvious that their bones had been broken with great force.
"You go first." Lang Tao didn't hesitate and struck Chi Laowen with a knife.
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Lang Tao's knife struck Chi Laowen hard, but it made a sound of gold and iron.
Chi Laowen grinned, ignored the blade, and grabbed the steel knife.
Lang Tao was startled, and then felt a strong force coming, the steel knife in his hand shattered, and he stepped back involuntarily.
Haitang Duoduo stepped forward to help, placing her palms on Lang Tao's back to help him buffer his retreat.
As a result, the two of them retreated together, unable to steady themselves at all, and broke through three brick walls before finally stopping.
Haitang Duoduo and Lang Tao felt a sweetness in their throats, indicating that they had suffered internal injuries.
They are all ninth-grade masters, especially Lang Tao. As the disciple of Ku He, one of the four great masters, he is enough to rank among the top three among the ninth-grade masters in the world.
But facing Chi Laowen's attack, the two ninth-grade masters showed no resistance at all.
The only person in the world who can do such a thing is the Grand Master, but Lang Tao feels that compared with the Grand Master, Chi Laowen should be far behind, otherwise he and Haitang Duoduo would be dead now.
"Let's go." Haitang Duoduo didn't hesitate, pulling Lang Tao and running into the alley.
Chi Laowen wanted to chase him, but then he arrived with a large number of royal guards.
"Lord Chi, I have received news that an assassin from Nanqing has sneaked into the embassy with evil intentions. There may be casualties among the members of the embassy."
He blocked Chi Laowen in a heavy and invisible manner, providing Haitang Duoduo and Lang Tao with an opportunity to escape.
A large number of Jinyi guards surrounded the embassy, nominally protecting the Yuan-Meng embassy, but actually restricting the embassy.
The energy in Chi Laowen's body receded, and he smiled and said to Zhong Zhong: "They are just some petty thieves. Why should Master Shen bother to mobilize the troops?"
He took a heavy look at the assassin's body, his pupils shrank, and said: "It's okay, all envoys, I will investigate this matter thoroughly and give an explanation to Master Chi."
"Excuse me, Mr. Shen." Chi Lao said gently, "I won't delay my meeting with the emperor of your country tomorrow!"
"No delay, no delay." He said with a smile.
The two sides exchanged a few polite words and gave serious instructions to their men to take away all the assassins' bodies and find another place for the Yuanmeng envoy to stay temporarily.
After the people of the mission settled down, Chi Laowen declined the protection of the Jin Yiwei, sent all the heavy people away, and recruited two young people from the mission.
"Young Lion, Tong Hu, what do you think of tonight's assassination?"
The lion cub and the child tiger look exactly the same, they are twin brothers, but their temperaments are very different. The lion cub is more calm, while the child tiger is a bit unruly.
"We were assassinated as soon as we arrived in Shangjing. It's obvious that someone didn't welcome us." Tong Hu snorted coldly: "I think the assassins are not from Nanqing, most of them are from Qi."
The young lion nodded and said, "I agree with my brother. Tonight's assassination is obviously someone who wants to frame Nan Qing."
Chi Laowen sneered and said: "The people of the Central Plains are indeed cunning. The Qi State blamed Nanqing. It should be that they want to unite with Yuan Meng and attack Nanqing."
Tong Hu said angrily: "Uncle Chi, Qi State treats us as fools, do we still need to stay in Shangjing?"
Chi Laowen did not answer Tong Hu. Instead, he looked at the young lion and asked, "What do you think?"
The lion cub glanced at his younger brother warily.
"You two are now members of the Thirteen Wings. You must not have selfish motives. You must focus on the country and the Lord."
The lion cub and child tiger looked solemn.
"Bailu asked you to come to Qi with me just to train you." Chi Laowen said seriously: "What I ask is not for myself, but for Yuanmeng. If you have any ideas, please speak freely."
The young lion said ashamedly: "Uncle Chi, I understand."
Tong Hu said: "Uncle Chi, I think the Qi people are cunning and we shouldn't waste time on them."
Chi Laowen turned to look at the young lion.
The young lion thought for a while and said: "Yuan and Mongolia are newly built, and there are many wastes waiting to be revitalized. The national strength is weak, especially the economy is far inferior to that of the Central Plains. We need time to develop, so we have to establish diplomatic relations with Nanqing and Northern Qi."
Chi Laowen praised it and said: "The Lord once said that the first is to attack the enemy with the enemy, the second is to attack the enemy, the third is to attack the enemy, and then the second is to attack the city.
Young lions and young tigers, you must remember that force does not mean everything."
"Thank you Uncle Chi for your teaching." The young lion said humbly.
"Thank you, Uncle Chi." Tong Hu said innocently.
Chi Laowen shook his head, knowing that Tong Hu was still young and mentally immature and needed more training, while the young lion was more mature and could be made into a talent that might be able to support the second generation of Thirteen Wings in the future.
The next day, Chi Laowen, as the Yuanmeng envoy, walked into the Qi Palace, accompanied by Young Lion and Tong Hu, while the others stayed in the embassy.
In an oil mill in the upper capital, Yan Bingyun of the Qingguo Inspection and Inspection Institute wrote a secret letter about what happened last night and sent it back to Kyoto via flying pigeons.
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Nanqing Capital City.
Wang Gang finished his day's work and asked the cloth shop clerk to leave the city alone after get off work and came to a tomb.
The person buried in the tomb is his mother in this life, who was also Fan Jian's first wife.
At that time, Fan Jian took Wang Gang away and died in Fan Xian's place. When Fan's mother found out, she was heartbroken. Later, she gave birth to Fan Ruoruo and died in depression.
Fan Jian buried his first wife outside the city of Kyoto. Perhaps out of guilt, he found a feng shui treasured place and had a grand burial.
One of the important purposes of Wang Gang's visit to Kyoto this time is to pay homage to his biological mother.
Standing in front of his biological mother's grave, Wang Gang actually didn't feel too sad. It had been more than ten years since the incident, and he didn't have much impression of his biological mother. He had only met her once. At that time, he was just a baby.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But no matter what, the person in the tomb is his mother, and Wang Gang is still planning to visit the tomb once a year.
Wang Gang was standing in front of the tombstone, wiping it carefully with a silk scarf, when Fan Xian's voice came from behind.
"You are indeed brother Xiaogang."
Wang Gang did not look back and continued to wipe the tombstone.
Fan Xian walked to Wang Gang and said nothing. He waited for Wang Gang to finish his work and even kowtowed three times to Fan's mother.
"When did you realize my identity?" Wang Gang didn't ask until Fan Xian stood up.
Fan Xian smiled and said, "When I met you before, I felt an inexplicable closeness, so I secretly asked Uncle Wu Zhu to follow you."
Wang Gang suddenly realized that Wuzhu is a robot. It has no breathing, heartbeat or body heat, so it is indeed suitable for latent tracking.
"Uncle Wu Zhu said that you would secretly worship your mother, so I guessed your identity." Fan Xian said excitedly: "I just didn't expect that we would be brothers."
Wang Gang raised his eyebrows and said, "You and I are not brothers."
Fan Xian said sadly: "Brother Gang, are you still blaming your father for exchanging us?"
Wang Gang knew in his heart that Fan Xian had only guessed part of the truth and had only a partial understanding of the tragedy at Taiping Courtyard.
"You already know that you are Ye Qingmei's son?" Wang Gang asked.
"I actually knew it a long time ago. Uncle Wu Zhu told me who my biological mother was a long time ago." Fan Xian said guiltily: "I just never knew that in order to save me, my father actually exchanged my eldest brother with me."
Wang Gang thought that Fan Xian still didn't know that his biological father was Emperor Qing, not Fan Jian. He might have thought that Fan Jian wanted to keep Ye Qingmei's child, so he exchanged it with his original wife's son.
"Father regrets it very much. He has always kept a room at home. No one knows who will live in it, but I know it is for my eldest brother." Fan Xian said excitedly.
Wang Gang snorted coldly: "My surname is Wang. If you don't believe me in Fan, you are the eldest son of the Fan family. I can't bear this call."
Fan Xian took out a dagger, handed it to Wang Gang, and said, "Brother, if you still have resentment, just kill me! I was the one who should have died in the first place."
Wang Gang took the dagger, glanced at Fan Xian with disdain, and said coldly: "You think I don't dare."
Fan Xian said calmly: "I know that my aunt died in depression because of what happened back then. I owe my life to my eldest brother, and I just have to pay it back now."
After saying that, Fan Xian unbuttoned his shirt, exposed his chest, and asked Wang Gang to take action.
Wang Gang held the dagger, his eyes getting colder and colder.
"Don't think that I would show mercy to you if I didn't kill Fan Jian back then." Wang Gang put the blade against Fan Xian's heart, and he could kill him with just a slight push.
"One life for another, it's fair." Fan Xian smiled.
Wang Gang exerted a little force, and the blade penetrated an inch of his flesh. Fan Xian didn't even frown.
