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"Did Li Ye lose?" "How did he lose?" Zhao Zijin asked anxiously. He did not believe that the genius Li Ye would be defeated by this person.

Zhao Ning rolled his eyes at her husband and whispered, "Li Ye didn't lose. On the contrary, he won beautifully, using an extremely simple sword move to flatten Wenren Xing."

Seeing that his Young Master still had doubts, Zhao Ning hastily added, "It seems like Li Ye didn't do it himself. He gave up on the Sword's Head."

"Give up? That's right, Li Ye is someone who knows his limits. He knows that a wanted criminal of the imperial government who becomes the head of the sword is courting death. " Zhao Zijin quickly thought about it and understood what Zhao Ning wanted to ask, but another question came to his mind.

Who trespassed into the Wei clan? Furthermore, he had killed so many people of the Wei clan, and judging from the intelligence reports, there was also the second elder of the Wei clan.

Zhao Zijin had some knowledge about Wenren Xing, and he had also seen him before. Although he could not see his true face, but from the information he had gathered, he knew that Wenren Chuchu had never killed anyone before.

On the contrary, Zhao Zijin felt that it was Li Ye who had killed him. Only Li Ye, an agent of the Flying Fish, could be so cruel.

Not only was he ruthless, but only Li Ye had this goal.

He knew that the second master of the Wei family had taken Tu Lianmeng away. He didn't know the purpose of Wei Liang's offer, but from these dead people, he had gotten some clues. He heard that they had broken off their conversation.

However, the one who collapsed was Li Ye, why did he have a relationship with the Chief of Swordsmen?

Zhao Zijin held his forehead and thought, "Did Wenren Xing and Li Ye make some kind of deal?"

At this critical moment, would Li Ye still want to involve other aristocratic families in dividing up the benefits?

Zhao Ning looked at the confused Zhao Zijin and asked, "Young Master, what are you thinking about so much? It's none of your business. "

"No, it has a lot to do with me." Zhao Zijin seemed to have suddenly remembered something as he quickly ordered, "Ning'er, pass down my order to take care of the Wei family. If we fail to talk about the Wei family, they won't become our allies, but will instead become a burden."

"Young master …" Zhao Ning looked at Zhao Zijin and said in a low voice, "The Wei family has suffered such heavy injuries and is still being suppressed by us. I'm afraid that they will jump over the wall in desperation."

"Let's not talk about our huge businesses and the fact that the Wei family can't hurt us in the slightest. Just the name of the Chief of the Sword would suffice. The Sword Tomb's network will make the Wei family lower their heads. Moreover, we're just letting the Wei family shut up, that's not a big deal. " Zhao Zijin waved his hand. He did not put the Wei family in his eyes at all.

He had suppressed the Wei family just so that they would not stand up to help the Wang family.

He used a lot of extra strength to defeat a few families that had no harvest. He wouldn't do something so meaningless. He, Zhao Zijin, wasn't that stupid.

With that, he looked at the thin piece of paper on the table. On it, there was only a line of words.

However, when Zhao Zijin saw this line of words, he smiled and said, "If it weren't for us, the war between the Tu Clan and the Wang Clan would have been won."

— — Divide line —

Peng City, west side of the city.

The butcher of the west side of the city was carrying two taels of lotus leaves wrapped in half fat and half thin lamb, walking towards his house.

When he reached the west end of the city, he looked around before carefully entering a dilapidated courtyard.

In the broken yard sat a destitute vagabond with a face full of stubble. He was lying on a chair scratching his itch, and when he saw the butcher walk into the yard, the laziness in his eyes disappeared completely.

His spirits were lifted as he anxiously asked, "What's wrong?" Did you get any news? Looking for me at this time? "

The butcher threw two taels of mutton, wrapped in lotus leaves, to the homeless man, revealing a look he had never seen before from his neighbors. He fiercely said, "Leng Shamei, you can tell Lord Hu Luohan that this big battle in Xuzhou is about to come to an end."

"What's wrong? A message from Beijing? Or is there news from the Wang family? " Leng Shamei's eyes narrowed, and her fingers flew out, tearing apart the lamb wrapped in lotus leaves. Only when the meat was torn apart did she reveal a piece of paper wrapped in wax.

"Take a look at what kind of news it is." The butcher looked at Leng Shamei and said coldly.

Leng Shamei crushed the wax ball and carefully flicked away the slip of paper. The contents of the paper were very short and were written in small letters, but after looking at these words for a long time, Leng Shaomi's sallow face turned red, and he could not help but shout, "Good job!"

There were very few words on a piece of paper, but the content was tens of thousands of words long.

He excitedly looked at Butcher Qian and loudly shouted, "I will go and tell Lord Hu Luohan that he will take action immediately. You go down and tell Wang Shamei that he has done very well, when the time comes, the Six Factions Temple will reward him handsomely!"

Butcher Qian looked at Leng Shamei with displeasure as he did not like Leng Shamei's look at all. In his opinion, this kind of behavior was akin to a fool's. He glared at Leng Shamei before coldly saying, "Stop laughing and quickly go tell Lord Hu Luohan that this information is useless after the time has passed."

"Okay, okay! I'll go right now. " Leng Shamei saw the displeasure in Butcher Qian's eyes, so he did not pursue the matter. He kicked the wall a few times, flew onto the roof, and flew off into the distance. He could not help but want to tell the adults the good news.

"Idiot." The butcher coldly said. He pushed open the door and left, turning back into the smiling butcher who was familiar with the neighborhood.

In a flash, ten years had passed. The butcher had lived in the west side of Peng City for ten years, ten years, so long that people knew that there was a man in the west side of the city who was always called the butcher, so long that people had forgotten his name. People only knew that the butcher's name was Qian, and everything else had been forgotten completely.

The neighbors had all forgotten the name of the butcher when he was mentioned. All they could remember was his name, Sharmie, or something else.

For this moment, the Six Corporeal Sisters had prepared for ten years.

Numerous spies had been planted. Some could be people familiar with the people of Peng City, while others could be officials of Peng City.

Others appeared around the master of the Wang family of the Tu family.

Ten years of patience, just for a chance to swallow up the Xuzhou Family.

For this, Wang Yan has been preparing for ten years.

Before the war between the Wang and Tu Families had even started, he had already started preparing. He had prepared many chess pieces, and only today, the chess pieces he had buried were of any use.

He had received a message, a message,

It was the same news as Zhao Zijin.

The Grand Commandant behind the Wang Clan had asked the Emperor for an imperial edict in order to swallow the Tu Clan!