C284 An Unknown Conversation
"How's the investigation going?" In an unknown mansion in Luoan City, a middle-aged man sat on an armchair and asked.
In front of him stood a man dressed like a scholar. When the man heard this, he raised his head and said, "Replying to my lord. According to the spies we sent out, the people we had specially planted in Heavenly Desolate City had all been captured by the royal family. In the past few days, a large number of Imperial Guards have passed by the road from Heavenly Desolate City to Luoan every day. They seem to be searching for something in a hurry. "
"Oh?" The middle-aged man's expression changed: "Did they discover anything?"
"No. " The scholar smiled and said, "I followed your orders and collected the corpses of Nelson and Wang Dao a few days ago. He also rearranged the scene one by one. It was likely that even the royal family was extremely capable. Of course. . . All of this is attributed to Sir's divine foresight. "
The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said noncommittally, "Can those people who were captured guarantee their loyalty?"
"Sir, there's no need to worry. Those people are the men of sacrifice in our residence. They are absolutely loyal to us. I believe that even if the royal family breaks their teeth, they won't be able to pry anything from their mouths that is related to us. " The scholar spoke fiercely.
"Even so, we cannot be careless. After all, Chu Feng is not someone who can be easily fooled. I think he has most likely seen through something. I think that the dynasty is going to change in the next few days. " The man smiled bitterly and expressed the same sentiment as Ling Yun.
"This. . . Doesn't seem to be possible, right?" The scholar opened his mouth wide in disbelief. "We clearly arranged everything very well. Not a single clue was left behind. "
"Without any clues, it just so happens to be the best clue. No matter how perfectly he covered it up, he had really gone too far. It will become a weakness that will lead to the exposure of everything. " The middle-aged man sighed and said, "It's all my fault. If I could have given you some more suggestions back then. . . I don't think things would have developed to this stage. Hehe. . . I didn't expect Son of Misfortune to mess up all of our plans. If I had known about this earlier. . . I would rather risk exposing my identity and send out a few more Blood Killers to bury him. But what's the use of saying all of this now? In the end, it was still better to be calculated by the heavens. The will of the heavens is playing tricks on people. "
" Sir, there's no need to belittle yourself. In fact, if you want to blame someone, blame those barbarians for being too incompetent. So many people were unable to kill that boy. It's a pity that Sir paid such a great price to let them in. He has really fed his energy to the dogs. "
"Hmph, let's not talk about them. How much better can our own people be?" Who knew that the middle-aged man actually put on a stern face for the first time? He said coldly, "Don't forget. There is still one Blood Kill among us. What was the result? Wasn't he still dead? In comparison, what right do we have to talk about them?"
"But. . . "
" There are no buts! " The scholar seemed to want to say something, but was rudely interrupted by the middle-aged man. "Remember. Only the weak will push all the responsibility onto others. As for the strong, they never bother to argue. Because they would find the reason for their failure and take it as a warning until they succeeded. What about the weak? In the face of failure, They would only sigh and complain to the heavens. But they never thought of finding a reason from themselves, so they would still fail. This is the difference between the two. "
The scholar seemed to have woken up from a dream and immediately nodded heavily. " I am indebted to your teachings. I will remember it! "
"Yes, it's good that you remember it. " The man then smiled in relief and said, "In fact, with your intelligence and wit, I don't need to repeat this principle, but you are not as calm as before. There are more youths who are frivolous, so they can't be independent. I need you to use your experience to wear down your spirit. Only then can you truly be used by me. "
The scholar immediately bowed and respectfully and firmly said, "Sir's lesson is that this subordinate will not disappoint you and will serve you as soon as possible!"
"Mm, alright. It was already late. Go rest. " The middle-aged man said with a smile.
"Yes. " Just as the scholar was about to turn around, he suddenly heard the man say, "As for how to deal with the captured people, I don't need to teach you, right?"
"Milord, don't worry. This subordinate knows what to do. "
"Mm. If you can act earlier, then do it earlier. Otherwise, it will be too much of a hassle. Also, if you want to do it, you must do it cleanly. You must not leave behind any clues that will arouse suspicion. Got it? " The man advised.
"Yes!"
. . .
At Long En Inn, Dou Tianlai was gulping down all the liquor in his cup. The burning sensation made him squint his eyes unnaturally. Sitting opposite him was an old man with white hair and a youthful face. He wore a violet sun cloth over his head and wore a Turbid Yuan Limitless Robe. His face was flushed red and his eyes were slanted. However, he didn't have pupils. This caused his entire person to seem extraordinary and somewhat strange. It was Ou Yezi.
"I say, Old Divine Staff. What do you think this little bastard Chu Feng is doing? Why did he have to bring that brat back from Gu City when he had nothing better to do? He asked me, an old man, to come all the way to the top. You said I'm old. . . How can I fight a war? Isn't this just to make fun of me?" As Dou Tianlai spoke, he poured himself another cup. He shouted at Ou Yezi, who was sitting opposite him, "Don't just look at it. Drink it. What did you come here for?"
Ou Yezi glanced at him. He took a sip of the wine and put it down. This action made Dou Tianlai frown.
"I say, Old Fraud, are you still considered a man? It's fine if you wear a woman's hat, but why are you so wishy-washy when drinking wine? You don't feel good at all. "
"You still have the face to mention this to me!" When Ou Yezi heard about his hat, he immediately became anxious and cursed without any grace. "You think I like this kind of thing? It's all because of you, bastard. You have nothing better to do than to plot against me. Now I have to be careful even when I go out. F * ck!"
Dou Tianlai knew that he was in the wrong, so he immediately forced a smile and said: "Haha, old friend, I. . . I was just joking with you. Why did you take it seriously? Come, come, come, let's drink. Haha, don't say, this hat of yours is really f * cking beautiful. Yes, it's beautiful!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and prepared to touch it.
"Get lost!" Ou Yezi shook off his despicable hand and said with a cold smile, "Old bastard, I think your skin is itchy. You want to taste the taste of that heavenly thunder again, right?"
Dou Tianlai subconsciously shrank his neck. Obviously, he had already been traumatized by this move.