This time, the young man did not shake his head, but just sighed, "After so many years, I still don't know if he is living well now or if he has been bullied."
Listening to the conversation between the two, the masked killer's breathing became cautious, and he did not dare to leave without instructions.
The middle-aged man put his hand on the table beside him and tapped his index finger on the surface again and again, making a "dong-dong-dong" sound.
He still doesn't want the other party to go to South Korea. This is not a good choice in his opinion. "Didn't you send Jing Salamander to protect him a few days ago?"
He was aware of these things, but he never intervened and remained silent from beginning to end.
The young man looked calm and raised his head slightly, "The descendants of this generation of Guigu may not have received the true inheritance from their predecessors in terms of strategy, but their superior martial arts and superb swordsmanship are undeniable. With the protection of Mr. Gai, only sending
A top-notch killer still looks down on them."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man paused his fingers, then regained his composure and continued: "Ba Linglong...he is not an ordinary killer!"
The young man smiled softly, raised his right hand, and tapped his temple with his index finger, "A person's strength must not only have strength that cannot be matched by others, but also rely on this."
None of them will deny the power of Ba Linglong. A person who betrayed Luo Wang is now working for them in another capacity. Luo Wang is willing to spend such a high price, which is enough to prove his worth.
The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, and through the fleeting light and shadow, one could see the white color between his hair.
"Do we have to go?" He sighed and asked slowly.
"This is a good thing. Your Excellency, there is no need to sigh. It is my honor to be able to eliminate the biggest threat for you." The young man's face remained unchanged and his tone was steady.
When the middle-aged man heard this, he just shook his head and said, "But you will die."
He is very aware of the opponent's physical condition. This sword has the greatest deterrence when it is not unsheathed.
But the young man obviously did not listen to his dissuasion. He just smiled softly and said, "Mr. Lu, I should be able to repay your kindness by completing the last task for you. I have to go back and take a look. That kid has been missing for a long time.
There is no news. I have no hope. I have to go back and see if my useless brother marries more wives and concubines. If this cuts off my incest, I will not be able to see my ancestors anymore."
Listening to the young man rarely say so many words, Lu Buwei pondered for a moment, and then sighed, with a look of regret on his face that had gone through many vicissitudes of life, "Thanks to you these years, if I had found a doctor earlier..."
The young man smiled and shook his head, "It doesn't matter if we don't mention the past, why is Prime Minister Lu so sentimental?"
Listening to the clear and thorough voice of the young man, Lu Buwei raised his head and looked at that face, as if he could see the shadow of his former majesty.
He suddenly said: "Actually, I know that it was South Korea who appointed you to get close to me."
Hearing this sudden change of words, the young man remained calm and nodded slightly, "I know that you, sir, know."
Seeing his appearance, Lu Buwei also smiled and said, "It's okay not to mention the past."
Knowing that the other party had made up his mind to leave, he stopped trying to persuade him and asked, "When are you planning to set off?"
The young man slowly rolled up the slip in front of him and replied at the same time: "Today."
Hearing this, Lu Buwei frowned, "So fast?"
"Take a person's life sooner rather than later." He placed the bamboo slips on the mountain of books in front of him. He had sorted out all the affairs and placed them on the table.
…
Prince's Mansion.
Wherever Zheng Ze passed, the imperial troops gave way to a path one after another, following suit as Tang Ba followed behind him.
On the high platform behind, Ji Wuye, who saw this scene, turned to look at Han Yu, "This person colluded with Tianze, how dare he come here so blatantly?"
Next to him, Han Yu slowly drank tea. After he put down the cup, he slowly said: "Father said that rescuing the prince is the top priority at the moment. General Ji won't forget it so soon, right?"
"So let him do whatever he wants?" Ji Wuye glanced sideways at the little fox.
He was not so eager to capture a dying person. Compared with this, he wanted to know Han Yu's attitude.
However, Han Yu kept his expression and just said: "Why is General Ji so anxious? Since you said he colluded with Tianze, let's see if that's the case. If there is evidence, no one can protect him."
After glancing at him, Ji Wuye's old face showed sarcasm, "The Fourth Young Master is right, let's take a look!"
He didn't say much, just folded his arms and watched indifferently.
Seeing his posture, Han Yu's eyes flashed with surprise.
…
Amid the siege of the Imperial Army, Han Qiancheng, the adopted son of Han Yu, Mo Ya and Bai Feng, representing Ji Wuye, and Han Fei and Wei Zhuang, representing Han Fei, prepared to break through the masters guarding the Prince's Mansion.
Han Fei watched from the side as they disappeared at an extremely fast speed. Standing in front of the hundred soldiers, his expression was as serious as ever.
Now there is the danger of doves occupying the magpie's nest inside, and the danger of troops approaching the city outside. Although Zheng Ze has always been "alarmist" in front of him, at present, South Korea is indeed at a critical stage of survival.
If the chaos in Xinzheng is not calmed down at an extremely fast speed, I am afraid that the iron hoof of Qin will soon trample on the land of South Korea.
The prince was the person supported by Ji Wuye, so Ji Wuye must have hoped that Tianze would let him return safely after creating chaos.
But his fourth brother Han Yu doesn't seem to think so. If the prince "unfortunately" dies, he will lose the biggest obstacle on his way to the throne.
At this moment, I seem to be standing in the center of the balance. It seems that I am in a dilemma, but in fact I have more opportunities.
When he was thinking this, he suddenly saw a figure passing through the Forbidden Army and heading towards the south gate of the Prince's Mansion.
Seeing the familiar figure from behind, Han Fei's eyes flashed and he frowned, "Mr. Zheng..."
What is he doing here at this time?
It was obvious that Zheng Ze would not answer his question. At this time, he stood in front of the south door and gently pushed it open.
At this moment, the road leading to the Prince's Mansion seemed extremely empty, and Zheng Ze took Tang Ba and walked straight in.
The door was not closed, and a lot of eyes were focused on the scene inside the house.
On the road that was originally deserted, a voluptuous and charming woman in a red dress suddenly appeared.
Standing in front of Zheng Ze, she hugged her own truth with both hands and played with the wooden hairpin with one hand.
At this moment, Zheng Ze seemed to see her face when he first met her. He could read the contempt, disdain, indifference, and indifferent emotions in her eyes.
"You shouldn't be here." Yan Lingji said calmly, as if she didn't know Zheng Ze.
Seeing her like this, Zheng Ze rubbed his hands and said, "Give it to Ji Hui!"
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