Hundred Beast Garden.

Huge redwoods grow in the water, appearing like a multitude of red umbrellas opened wide.

A thick layer of green moss floats on the surface, resembling a lush green carpet, as if one has stepped into the fantastical world of "The Wizard of Oz."

Tang Fei is hiding at the very top of the redwood, completely enveloped by the massive branches and foliage.

He still came.

Even though the old man repeatedly instructed him not to follow when he left...

He was explicitly ordered to remain at Phoenix Palace, to make the worst-case plans and to be ready to evacuate at any moment.

In any case, they had to leave a lifeline for their team.

If Tang Fei died, everything they had done would lose its meaning.

The old man did not care about the lives of others, nor did he care who became the Emperor of the Empire.

The only thing that mattered to him was whether Tang Fei could become Emperor.

At the very least, he could not allow someone from the Shen Family to become Emperor.

But Tang Fei couldn't let go.

If Tang Fei did not show up, Little Fatty would.

With Little Fatty's recklessness, once he came, he wouldn't be able to leave.

Just like "Shield Mountain," he would plant himself right here.

Tang Fei was there to back up the old man; if the negotiation went smoothly and the old man could leave without trouble, he would disappear without a trace.

However, if the negotiation failed and Shen Wuxiang had murderous intent toward the old man, then...

He could appear in time to give the old man the support he needed.

At that moment, a man's voice suddenly came from within the redwood forest, "Since you're already here, why not show yourself? Skulking around like that, you must be a coward who can't face the light of day."

Tang Fei lay still, not moving an inch.

What if the other party was bluffing?

When he used to hunt in Hate Mountain, he would always call out, 'Stop hiding, I see you,' when entering unfamiliar territories.

Most of the time, there was no response.

Of course, he did manage to scare out a few would-be assailants looking to ambush him...

Suddenly, a silver orb of light shot towards his location.

He was truly discovered.

With a flash, Tang Fei leaped towards a farther redwood.

Boom!

The orb of light exploded, and the redwood where he had just been hiding snapped in the middle, most of its branches shattered.

Tang Fei stood atop the redwood, his eyes coldly fixated on the bald man in front of him.

Uncle Biao, Chang Biao, the major steward of the Shen Family.

During the last decisive battle between Tang Fei and Shen Xinglan, he had appeared out of nowhere and snatched Shen Xinglan from Tang Fei's grasp.

If not for his meddling, Shen Xinglan would probably already have been beheaded by him.

"You again?" Tang Fei looked at him with a smile and said, "Are you here to find Shen Xinglan again? You're really dedicated to your nanny job."

"To take one's money is to dispel their disasters. It's something every assassin understands... and I am no exception."

"I've been serving others all my life; this is definitely something I specialize in."

Uncle Biao, also smiling amiably, was not angered by Tang Fei's ridicule: "But as for you... I always thought you were smart, so why would you do something so foolish?"

"Oh? And what's foolish about it?"

"If I were you, I wouldn't have come."

Tang Fei looked at Uncle Biao thoughtfully and asked, "How did you know I was here?"

The knowledge of his visiting the Hundred Beast Garden was only known to a very few; could someone among them have tipped off the Shen Family?

Otherwise, why was he surrounded so quickly after sneaking in?

"Do you know why we chose the Hundred Beast Garden as the venue for this negotiation?"

"Why?"

"Because the Hundred Beast Garden uses the Mo Family's Cobra Surveillance System, a system that cannot be interfered with by either Lu Ban Mountain's Kirin System or the Royal Family's Sky Net System..."

The Mo Family isn't one family or lineage, but rather a literary faction.

Mo Zi was the founder of the Mo Family doctrines.

He is the Mo Zi from "Honor of Kings."

But not exactly.

The Mo Family advocated for "universal love," "non-aggression," "valuing the virtuous," "valuing uniformity," "the will of heaven," "understanding spirits," "rejection of fate," "rejection of music," "frugal funerals," "thrifty consumption" and other views, with the core being universal love, supported by thrifty consumption and valuing the virtuous, and created a whole set of scientific theories with significant achievements in geometry, physics, and optics.

During the Pre-Qin era, the Mo Family held great influence and was deemed one of the two "prominent schools" alongside Confucianism. In the Wei and Jin dynasties, during the contention of a hundred schools of thought, there was the saying, "If not Confucian, then Moist."

The Mechanical Techniques of the Mo Family were exquisite and on par with the ancient existence of Lu Ban Mountain.

However, after several internal feuds within the Family, the Mo Family's influence greatly diminished, eventually taken over in leadership by those with different surnames.

It was unexpected that they secretly sided with the aristocratic Shen Family.

However, it wasn't clear whether it was the descendants of the Mo Family or some offshoot that was handling these matters.

"Every blade of grass and tree in this Hundred Beast Garden, every animal, including a field mouse... as long as we wish, we can track their movements."

"And all the more so for someone as big as you. The moment you entered the Hundred Beast Garden, the Cobra System automatically generated an image report on you and issued an alert to the system..."

"Damn cobra," Tang Fei cursed inwardly.

He even began to miss the Old Land, longing for the hatred of the mountains.

There, there were no surveillance systems at all; everything relied on 'self-discipline.'

Although life on New Star was materially richer, the omnipresent Skynet system left you nowhere to hide...

Wanting to do something illegal or against the rules was impossible.

"Why is this considered a foolish act?" Tang Fei squinted his eyes, smiling as he looked at Uncle Biao and said, "I am here to negotiate. When nations war, they do not kill the envoys. Don't you understand this principle?"

"Oh, someone said the same thing just before," Uncle Biao nodded in response.

"And then?"

"Then?" Uncle Biao shook his head with a sigh, saying, "When the Military Minister acts, why does he need to explain to others?"

"Is Shen Wuxiang not planning to save face?"

"After it's done, whatever we say goes," Uncle Biao stated arrogantly.

History is written by the victors.

After they eradicate dissent and seize control of state power, won't whatever they say go?

They don't even need to say anything; the Great Scholars will come out to argue the points of law.

You can't imagine just how obsequious those scholars can be...

For the sake of gaining higher positions, for just a bit of petty profit, heaven knows what they can do.

Tang Fei's eyes became fierce, and he said in a heavy voice, "What have you done to him?"

"Now... shouldn't you be more concerned about your own situation?"

"You're right."

Tang Fei drew out the Yin Erosion Sword from his waist and turned into a wisp of black smoke as he charged toward Uncle Biao.

Kill him, and his own predicament would be lifted.

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The red thread thinned out; the western line surged like a spring.

The old man's aged, haggard, mournful face, full of wrinkles, became even more terrifying as it was soaked with blood.

Am I going to die?

The old man glared viciously at Shen Xinglan, licking the blood at the corner of his mouth.

Salty!

It was a taste familiar to him.

'I can't let them off easy!'

The old man thought to himself.

Even in death, he would extract a bit of interest from their bodies.

Shen Xinglan was also sizing up Lu Yu.

Shen Xinglan's face was calm, showing no emotional ripples.

Killing a person, after all, was only natural.

The Light Armor was shattered.

One more sword strike, just one more, and he could end this old man.

Shen Xinglan did not hesitate.

He leaped into the air, and the Taia Sword in his hand transformed into a dazzling river of stars.

Great Sun Tathagata Sword Seal!

Majestic heavenly might, drawn forth by the sword.

Thus, the river of stars, formed from ten thousand celestial bodies, descended upon the old man's head.

It was as if the Milky Way was falling from the ninth heaven!

If the Immortal Poet were alive, he would assuredly witness this spectacle once more.

The old man stood his ground without moving.

He was waiting.

Waiting to face that sword strike, waiting for Shen Xinglan's approach.

As the Sword Qi tore through his clothes and stripped away the long hair from his head, the old man made his move.

He clenched his fists.

His knuckles swelled, turning purplish-red.

Then he surged upwards towards the sky.

Boom!

Exhausting all his Yin Yang Qi, he transformed it into three golden dragons and three golden elephant heads.

Dragon Elephant Demon Suppressing Skill!

Three dragons, three elephants, enough to slay a Grandmaster.

Today he was going to kill a Grandmaster.

Bang!

The three dragons and three elephants, tangible as if real, collided with the silver star river with the force to rip through decay and decay.

With a heart set on certain death, he sought to snatch away the notion of clinging to life.

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