I really became a king.

Chapter 149 Mr. Jiupu's True Identity

However, Jiang Yi was also stunned when he saw Mr. Jiupu from his previous life.

Who would have thought that Mr. Jiupu, who was so notorious that he caused the four major secular dynasties to be shaky and almost caused the collapse of the entire secular martial arts edifice, was actually so young.

Moreover, his identity is so mysterious that no one knows his true identity except Ye Xinmei and other core leaders of the secluded sect.

Surprised, Jiang Yi asked.

But after he finished speaking, he felt the strange expressions of several people present and frowned. Is there something wrong with this question?
Just as he was wondering, Fuquan beside him whispered something to him.

Jiang Yi was truly surprised. Looking at the young man in the wheelchair, his heart was filled with turmoil.

He made many guesses about the true identity of Mr. Jiupu, but he never considered that it would be this person.

Not to mention Jiang Yi, Fuquan, Lu Fan and other people who recognized the young man's identity were also a little bit unconvinced. Because of their own prince's words, they almost investigated the entire Dali Emperor and regarded countless people as imaginary enemies, but they did not doubt the man in front of them at all.

The young man saw that he was caught in a trap and knew that he would not be able to escape, so he calmed down.

In fact, when the other party knocked on the door and casually said the four words "Mr. Jiupu", he knew that he was trapped.

He had always confidently believed that he was the hunter, but unexpectedly he became a turtle in someone else's jar.

"Does this count as shooting oneself in the foot?"

As the planner, he must have been heavily protected by others, but out of confidence, he made his lair defenseless, without any warriors protecting him. As a result, he was defeated at his first attempt.

"Eighteenth brother, I didn't expect that you and I would meet under such circumstances."

The young man in the wheelchair spoke in a calm tone, but inevitably with a hint of bitterness. To die before accomplishing one's mission is the greatest sorrow for a self-proclaimed smart person.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that this game, which is very costly for both of us, is actually a game between you and me as brothers..."

A faint sadness also rose in Jiang Yi's heart. He never expected that the Mr. Jiupu in his previous life would actually be him. Does this count as his brother Xiao Qiang in the Dali royal family?
"Brother Royal has resumed his martial arts and his body has recovered as before, what's the matter?" Jiang Yi then asked curiously.

"Haha, this is a sad story. Do you want to hear it, Brother Eighteen?" There was no other emotion in the young man's smile except bitterness.

"Anyway, there is plenty of time tonight, so why not talk about it, my royal brother?" Jiang Yi still had to wait for Dacun Farm to close the net, and he had already caught the person he wanted to catch the most. His main goal had been achieved, so he was not in a hurry to leave at this time.

The most important thing is that he was really curious about how Jiang Shizhuo, the prince of Prince Zhong's Mansion, who was like a transparent person in both his previous life and this life, became the notorious Mr. Jiupu in his previous life!

Yes, the Mr. Jiupu in front of him, whom Jiang Yi was extremely afraid of, was the eldest son of Prince Zhong Jiang Se, the eldest brother of Jiang Shihuai, and the former prince of Prince Zhong's mansion.

Seeing that his prince seemed to be planning to have a long talk, Lu Fan ordered someone to bring a chair, and Jiang Yi sat down a few steps away from Jiang Shizhuo.

However, Jiang Shizhuo's wheelchair had been pushed away from its original position by the Blood-Clothed Guards and moved to the center of the emptier courtyard.

The Blood Robe Guards that were originally standing in the backyard also left the backyard, leaving only Fulong standing behind Jiang Yi with his hands in his sleeves like a shadow. "Alas, the eighteenth brother is just as the rumors say. I am ashamed of myself for this." Jiang Shizhuo sighed, and seeing that Jiang Yi was a little confused, he continued:
"If I, your Royal Brother, win today, I'm afraid that you, your Eighteenth Brother, will be the first to suffer an unbearable humiliation, and there will be no such scene of a long and intimate conversation."

Jiang Yi smiled. If one day he really became a prisoner, he would definitely suffer the pain of the eighteen levels of hell.

Therefore, he always had a sense of awe for everything and everyone, and thought twice before doing anything, because he knew that he must not fail, let alone become a prisoner.

Jiang Shizhuo just casually sighed at Jiang Yi's gentlemanly demeanor, and then formally said:

"Haha, I have been sitting in a wheelchair as a prince for more than 20 years. Later, our royal grandmother gave me an elixir, and I finally got rid of my disability and was able to return to the martial arts..."

"It's a pity that in just a few years, I became a cripple again, and all this is thanks to my younger brother..."

Jiang Yi understood. This younger brother was undoubtedly Jiang Shihuai. A year ago, Jiang Shihuai finally ascended the throne of the crown prince. He must have murdered Jiang Shizhuo not long after that.

However, compared to Jiang Shizhuo, the healthy prince of Prince Zhong's Mansion, Jiang Yi is more afraid of Jiang Shizhuo, who will have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

Jiang Shizhuo's next words also indirectly confirmed Jiang Yi's feeling.

"But I don't hate Shi Huai at all. I'm even grateful to him because he helped me make the most difficult decision and saved me from the hesitation!"

Jiang Shizhuo's eyes were bright and slightly excited, and he continued, "Eighteenth brother, do you know that compared to physical health and martial arts, I prefer to study the art of power and intrigue."

"But human energy is limited after all. If you want to pursue perfection, you can only choose one of the two."

"Back then, the Empress Dowager gave me the elixir that restored my health and martial arts talent. I then went into seclusion for several years. I'm sure you, my eighteenth brother, should know this."

Jiang Yi nodded. He knew that this was the direct motivation for Jiang Se and his son Jiang Shihuai to seize the position of the Crown Prince of Prince Duan's Mansion. They wanted to find another life for their second son Jiang Shihuai.

At that time, almost everyone believed that Jiang Shizhuo would be able to secure his position as the crown prince.

"But what my Eighteenth Brother doesn't know is that I did nothing during the first year of my retreat. I was always struggling with the decision: Should I choose martial arts or political scheming?"

"In the end, I chose political strategy and gave up martial arts. During those years, I was devoted to studying strategies and did not practice martial arts at all..."

"After I came out of seclusion, I naturally disappointed my father and grandmother, but it helped my younger brother Jiang Shihuai."

"I didn't feel any loss after losing the position of the crown prince. Even though Jiang Shihuai later destroyed my martial arts talent by secretly holding my hand because he was afraid of my comeback, I didn't feel any resentment. Instead, I was grateful to him for helping me cut off the last bit of my martial arts desire. Finally, I can concentrate on studying the art of power and intrigue."

Jiang Yi was speechless for a long time after hearing this. He believed that he could not have such "talent", or such ruthlessness towards himself, and few people in the world could do it.

No wonder the other party was able to stir up bloody storms in his previous life. Just based on his obsession with political tactics, he is destined to be a bolt from the blue once he grows up.

"I am not as good as my brother in this regard." Jiang Yi sighed, and then said: "But my brother is a direct descendant of the Dali Imperial Capital, why did he choose a secluded sect? My brother should know the principle of prosperity and adversity together."

(End of this chapter)