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In order to get a better look, he slightly leaned towards the oil lamp and slowly spread out the piece of paper. Under the dim light of the oil lamp, it was written between the lines, "Your Excellency, Marshal Huan: The evidence of your son's treason has been confirmed. In order to prevent your benefactor Sima Kong from interfering, it has caused a great stir in the military. He hastily opened the other scroll and read it carefully. "Huan Feng ordered that General Pan is indeed worried about this marshal, and ordered General Pan to take charge of this matter. He has the full power to deal with the matter of his son committing treason, and you don't need to report your actions, just do as you please." At the bottom left corner of the table, there was a red mark. Of course, Si Kong knew that it was the Marshal's Seal of Huan Hu. In that case, wouldn't his son's life be over?!

"This ?" After Sima Kong finished reading the two secret decrees, he was instantly struck by lightning in the clear sky and was momentarily unable to speak. However, he did not know the purpose of that person's visit. However, when he thought about the fact that Huan Ling was about to execute his son, he knew that he would not be let off lightly either. Therefore, he smiled bitterly at that person and raised his head to show his face, saying, "You must be sent by Huan Si to take Si Kong's life."

That person did not expect Sima Kong to have such a reaction. He was stunned for a moment, and then he shook his head and sighed, "Ah, no wonder Master always said that good people are difficult to deal with in this world. I risked my life to come and save them, but some people just do not know what's good for themselves."

When Sima Kong heard the words spoken by the man, he knew that Huan Feng had not sent him to take his life. He immediately let out a sigh of relief, and then cupped his fists towards the man and bowed, "If this brother is not sent by Huan Feng, then I'll forgive your rudeness, but since you dared to come here, then you must have something to discuss with me. What do you have to say?"

When the man heard that Sima Kong was finally no longer hostile towards him, he felt much more satisfied. He then tidied up his clothes and said slowly, "Your favorite disciple is in danger, yet you thought you could save him with just a few words. You know that Huan, Pan, and the others are all used to being officials.

Although that person did not hold back as he scolded the few people who were the rulers of the highest class of the Qin Nation, if these words were spoken on the streets of the Qin Nation, then they would have been immediately captured to cut their noses and dig their face out. Fortunately, these two people were in the military camp, so they were able to avoid major problems. Sima Kong, a clever man, was well aware of Huan Feng, Pan, and Ying Zheng's character, but as a janitor and a favorite disciple of Lu Buwei, he had the responsibility of defending his country and his sect's reputation. Therefore, even if the enemy was so vicious, he would still choose the Qin side. However, he really couldn't bear to see his son die just like that, so he had no choice but to take the risk.

When Sima Kong heard that person's words, he fell silent for a moment. That was because his heart had indeed been hit by that person's words, but it was not easy for him to freely express his scheming, so he had no choice but to remain silent. However, that person seemed to have already seen through Sima Kong's thoughts, so he continued, "However, there is a saying that goes, 'A worthy person naturally comes from the heavens'. Although the general is in a dangerous situation, he might not necessarily encounter a bloody disaster.

When Sima Kong heard him speak like this, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that you have some good plan to save my disciple?"

"Hehe, don't you think I'm going to harm you two?" When that person saw that Sima Kong was trying to save him, he purposely chuckled and purposely brought him up. When he saw that Sima Kong had an embarrassed look on his face, he continued to answer his question, "It's not hard to save the general, it's just that I need something like Sir Si Ma."

"What is it?" Sima Kong asked somewhat anxiously.

"It's an order from Sir Si Ma." The man pointed to the paper and ink on the table, then continued to explain, "With the general's martial arts skills, it's not difficult to rescue him, but whether he's willing to be rescued is the real problem. If it wasn't for Sir Sima's permission, his straightforward character would have been stabbed in the neck by Pan's men, and he wouldn't have been willing to run for his life."

That person's words had indeed hit the crucial point of his son, and Sima Kong naturally understood his words as well. However, if he escaped with his guilt, it was equivalent to cutting off his own path of retreat, which also meant that there was no room for him to turn back in his son's life. So, he had no choice but to hesitate once again and remain silent for a while.

"If Sir Si Ma is not willing to use this warrant, then please forgive me for being powerless. Today, I have come uninvited, so just consider it as me asking for trouble." When the person saw that Si Ma Kong was still in a difficult position, he flung his words away and pretended to be about to leave.

"Stop!" Sima Kong's voice suddenly resounded, he continued, "Halt for a moment, chivalrous hero." He then walked quickly to the table, picked up the brush, licked the ink, spread out a roll of paper, and began to write rapidly: "My disciple has received orders: your life is hanging by a thread now that you have been harmed by a traitor ?"

When Sima Kong finished writing down the order to persuade his son to escape, he stamped his own seal on it, blew on it for a few seconds, dried the ink, and handed it over to the man. Then he said with a tone of warning, "I'll leave your son's life in the hands of the hero."

"Don't worry," the man bluntly accepted the order, and with a flick of his brows, he said frivolously, "But I will have to trouble Sir Sima to go to the Dragon's Mouth and receive them." Finishing his words, he turned around to leave.

"Sir, do you mean for Sima Kong to lead the entire army to support us?" Just as that person moved his feet, he suddenly heard a deep sound from behind him. He couldn't help but be surprised. He knew what Si Kong meant by those words. Bringing the entire army to assist him meant for him to lead his subordinates to other people. It seemed that with Sima Kong's intelligence, he had already guessed that he had been sent by Fan Yuzheng. Otherwise, he would not have asked such a question.

That person was stunned for a moment before immediately turning around. With a grin, he said, "This is up to Sir Si Ma."

His movement speed was so fast that Si Kong was not able to determine his position. He could only feel that after the gust of wind passed by, the green oil lamp in the tent flickered a few times before returning to its previous calm state, as if nothing had happened here.

The camping in the forest was extremely quiet and cold. After a sharp cry from the Night Hawk, it seemed even more sinister and frightening. With Huan Feng stationed here, the military base that was constructed could not even accommodate the troops of his own headquarters, let alone the newly recruited criminal who had taken in a traitor as his foster son. However, Pan did not dare to make any presumptuous decisions without Huan Hou's permission. However, since he had to give away this Bodhisattva, he was always extremely annoyed and had a thorn in his side. Therefore, he asked Huan Feng for instructions. Huan Feng had also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to get rid of Sima Kong and his henchmen, so of course he readily agreed to Pan's request. However, the two of them were unaware of the secret that had been brought to them from the shadows, and thus were cut off halfway, so that even now, the Pan Party was still bitterly awaiting Huan You's reply.

Although Pan did not want to give his son a better place to live, in order to prevent him from escaping, he did not forget to be on the alert. He not only chained up the camp where his son was being kept, but also chained up his hands and feet, and sent dozens of well-trained soldiers to guard the perimeter of the camp day and night, making it almost impossible for even a fly to enter. He was well aware that he had been raised by a martial arts master, and was afraid that if he was the slightest bit careless he would let him escape. When that time came, the great deed of capturing a traitor might end up in failure.

Because Sima Kong had told him to do so repeatedly, he could only endure the harsh treatment he received. Previously, he had disregarded his teacher's orders and was caught alive, which was already a great shame for him. Now, he couldn't say anything and disobey the elder's orders.

"Sou sou sou" Suddenly, a few gusts of wind swept past outside the tent. Soon after, dozens of muffled "putong" sounds could be heard, followed by silence. This situation came and went quickly, as if there was a gust of wind blowing in the middle of the night. If it was anyone else, they would not have noticed this unusual situation. However, with his sharp senses, he was able to tell what was going on outside the house as he was proficient in martial arts.

He opened his eyes slightly and asked with a deep voice, "Which friend in the martial arts world is this person who is currently out of the tent? How dare you trespass into the Qin camp? "

A moment later, someone laughed with an extremely disdainful laugh, "Hey, could it be that this Qin Army camp is also some sort of mountain of blades and sea of fire? Is there anyone that This Hero cannot enter? "

Hearing the arrogant and frivolous tone of the man, the servant felt his interest piqued. He then laughed coldly and said to the man outside the tent, "My friend, you have quite the manner of speaking. Although the Qin armies are not as powerful as mountains of blades or seas of fire, they are still a land of wolves and tigers. "I think you must have come here because you need something important. It must be that some evil villain has invited some martial world people to take my son's life. Otherwise, why would you come here today just to have a stroll?"

"Mm, you're half right, but you have the same problem as your master. Other than you two, you two are good people, yet you treat everyone in the world like a traitor. This really makes people unhappy." The voice outside the tent seemed to be dissatisfied with the analysis and attitude of the keeper, and was continuously being picky.

"You actually recognize my master?" When the servant heard this, he could not help but feel curious and immediately asked a question in reply.

"Your master, Sima Kong, is a talented scholar and is renowned throughout the world as a think-tank. Unfortunately, he went the wrong way and ended up being an accomplice of that heinous Qin Thief. What a muddle!"

"Do not slander my master!" When the keeper heard that the man was extremely disrespectful towards his teacher, he couldn't help but be enraged. His hands shook as the shackles on his hands and feet also began to clank.

Seeing that he was so angry, the man stopped making things up for his master and switched to a jeering tone, "What a pity, the successor of the Archer Saint has no ability at all. In the end, someone sold him out and lost his life."

"What do you mean?" The servant asked with a stern expression when he heard the hidden meaning in his words.

"Isn't the meaning of my words clear enough? "It seems like taking care of the general has been a waste of all these years with Si Kong."

At this point, the servant finally understood a little more, but still asked in puzzlement, "Are you saying that Huan Feng and Pan will secretly kill me?" The moment he said this, he immediately shook his head. "Impossible, they don't have the guts to do so. This matter hasn't been thoroughly investigated, and they definitely won't dare to act so boldly before receiving the Duke of Qin's edict."

"I think you must have been imprisoned for a long time. "If these two treacherous villains, Huan Feng and Pan Fang, were willing to play according to common sense, would it be possible for Lord Han Fei Han's death to be so unclear?" That person seemed to be extremely dissatisfied with his son's reaction and started to criticize him.

He also agreed with Huan Feng because he knew that the Pan Party and Huan Feng were in a collusion. They were narrow-minded, and they were extremely sinister in their ways. It was not impossible to say that they were the first ones to take action. However, he had no proof, so he could not just listen to a stranger's words. So, he coldly smiled and said, "It seems like you are here on purpose to sow discord, right?"

When that person heard his foster son speaking of him like that, he could not help but feel even more unhappy. "You are really the same as your pedantic master. You are just a fool that cannot be understood!" After he finished talking, he threw something in with a "pa" sound and spoke a few words, "Look carefully for yourself!"

Seeing what had been thrown into the ground, the keeper could see in the moonlight a light that was not too glaring. He could clearly see that it was two scrolls of hidden orders. He was originally a military man, so he was not very interested in the things that scholars played with. However, after hearing the words of the person outside become so serious, he casually waved his hand, and a sudden burst of energy shot out from his palm and instantly caught the two papers in his hands.