roccoschili Chapter 1593: 3: Bonded as Autumn Frost_2
Chapter 1593: 3: Bonded as Autumn Frost_2
Chapter 1593: Chapter 3: Bonded as Autumn Frost_2“I am very calm, it’s you who are not calm enough.” Xiu Yuan said coldly, “You’ve already lost your bearings.”
Yan Tu stopped, took a deep breath, and with a stroke of his fingers, actually tore off a corner of his sturdy skirt armor.
Clang!
It smashed onto the ground, making a clanging metal sound.
“Since you never trusted me, we might as well end this friendship!”
Xiu Yuan looked at his especially heavy back and couldn’t help shaking his head, then laughed self-deprecatingly: “Your Majesty says you are meticulous in your coarseness, but you’re more than just that. You are like ‘a tower of iron on the outside, carving all beings like cattle and horses on the inside.’ Even at this moment, seeing your performance, I actually doubted myself for an instant. Yan Tu, if it weren’t for the prince’s reminder, I really wouldn’t have noticed. I, Xiu Yuan, am indeed more than one step behind you!”
During the years of camaraderie, whether drinking, performing military exercises, or in battle, Xiu Yuan never admitted defeat, always competing for precedence.
The phrase he said most often was—
Far way, far way, with “far” in front and “way” behind.
Today he admitted his inferiority, inferior evidently to the nature of leveraging decades of friendship as a stake.
So his laughter sounded so desolate.
“Unreasonable!” Yan Tu’s face was as dark as water, and he was ready to leave immediately.
“Sharpen ~ Scissors ~~”
Xiu Yuan suddenly shouted from behind him, every word, every tone, was exactly like the sound two blocks away.
That is to say, Xiu Yuan heard it too.
In other words, the seal on Xiu Yuan’s body… had long been lifted.
This was a setup, a setup specifically targeting him!
The dangerous signal exploded in his mind, Yan Tu quickly realized where the problem was.
Xiu Yuan said it was the Eleventh Prince who reminded him that he began to notice something was wrong.
That means, everything that happened today was under Jiang Wuqi’s control. This opportunity to assassinate Jiang Wuqi was provided by Jiang Wuqi himself.
The moment they conceived the idea of assassinating Jiang Wuqi, they had already fallen into the trap.
Mastering Jiang Wuqi’s whereabouts, understanding the defense of the Long Life Palace, mobilizing forces to seemingly cooperate naturally with this action, making corresponding responses from the Qing brand catcher to the garrison troops in the capital… All these actions, they indeed could be done very covertly. The organization was always cautious and leaving no traces,
but if this process was tightly monitored by a pair of eyes, then there would be flaws everywhere!
So ruthless a person.
Equality Country entangled Jiang Wuqi through the Zhang Song weeping case, and Jiang Wuqi, in turn, used himself as bait to uproot the arrangements of Equality Country in Qi Country!
Yan Tu was very sure that there was no ambush over Yunwu Mountain. As a high rank in the Great Qi Military Affairs Hall and in charge of the entire garrison affairs in the capital, what major move could escape his notice?
Jiang Wuqi indeed threw himself into a deadly trap so as to truly lure the big fish out.
Otherwise, he would not agree to this action, and neither would King Zhao who was temporarily in charge of Eastern Region affairs endorse it.
As for how Yunwu Mountain failed…?
The fact that a Qiao Er in the God Descending Realm was in charge of the assassination, and a Li Youjue in the God Descending Realm assisted with control and blocking reinforcements in the guise of a Qing brand, capturing Jiang Wuqi alive was difficult, but killing an Inner Mansion person should be foolproof.
Was there any True Man not previously in Linzi who suddenly acted? Or was there a True Monarch watching over the place?
Why, as the Nine Soldier Commander stationed in the capital, had I not received a hint of this?
Could it really be as Xiu Yuan said, had I been suspected beforehand?
These are all questions Yan Tu must think through, and only after clarifying them can he make fewer mistakes in the subsequent response.
Of course, by now, the choices presented to him are no longer many.
Yan Tu stepped out of the door without changing his expression, not responding to Xiu Yuan’s words, only saying, “Xiu, you and I break ties today, take care of yourself henceforth!”
But his military boots stopped after just one step.
Because right in front of him, a white lantern pierced through space, emerging horizontally.
“General Yan, please stay.” The blind old man standing still in front of him said so.
He was clearly hunched, yet seemed to fill the sky and ground. He was clearly trembling, yet as deep as an abyss and vast as the sea.
Directly taking orders from the Son of Heaven’s Watchmen!
Whose duty is to oversee the long night and eliminate all evil and treachery.
Suddenly facing this blind old man, hardly anyone in Qi Country would not be terrified.
But, instead, Yan Tu stepped forward and his momentum surged: “I am the Nine Soldier Commander, having fought for the nation all my life, listed in the Great Qi Military Affairs Hall! Dare you Watchmen take me without cause?”
The old man holding a white lantern slowly said, “Then this old man will tell you.”
“That scissor sharpener is very normal; he just had a dream last night. The dream affected him, making him see three dough sticks or five dough sticks when he passed the stall, with differing speeds and emphases of the hawking.
The person selling dough sticks is also very normal, but at that moment, coincidentally, someone passed by and happened to buy many dough sticks, leaving only three on his rack.
The person buying the dough sticks is also very normal; someone gave her a handful of knife coins, letting her buy just that many. And after she bought the dough sticks and went to find the person who asked her to help, that person was already gone.
Our trail also breaks at this juncture; we couldn’t find the person who gave her the knife coins… truly a very cautious organization.”
“It sounds very complicated.” Yan Tu said, “But what does it have to do with me?”
The blind old man asked, “What do you think, with so much effort, what message were they trying to convey? What did that hawking represent?”