Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

Chapter 153 The Raging Tide

Han Fei exclaimed that he had learned something new and was utterly impressed by Yang Che's art of speech. If he hadn't heard of Yang Che's deeds, if Zhang Liang hadn't worked with Yang Che, and if Yang Che hadn't been appointed to his post in a time of crisis, he would have thought Yang Che was a great villain.

Can a loyal minister really utter such beautiful words?

Didn't you see that Han Wang An's chubby face was now beaming with joy? He was nothing like the worried look he had just had.

Lady Mingzhu was greatly impressed by Yang Che's eloquence. She felt that if Yang Che were a woman, the phrase "bringing disaster to the country and the people" should be used to describe her.

Her sweet words were nothing compared to Yang Che's flowery words.

I also need to find an opportunity to test his methods. Madam Mingzhu thought to herself, thinking that since the two of them established a cooperative relationship, they had never done anything major together.

It was one thing that you were in Nanyang before, but now that you're back, can the plan begin?

As Madam Mingzhu pondered, her eyes held an enigmatic look, leaving one wondering what she was ultimately planning.

Honglian was very happy at this moment. She was naturally pleased that Yang Che could get along well with Han Wang'an. After all, whether her expectations could be realized depended heavily on Han Wang'an's attitude.

"Han Fei, now that you're back, join Sikong in investigating the case of the ghost soldiers robbing the supplies." King Han An had gotten the result he wanted from Yang Che, and his mood had improved considerably. He was now able to focus on his son who had returned from afar.

No, there's me too? Han Fei was somewhat surprised, but then a strange mix of emotions arose within him: Father, you've finally noticed me? Just now, I almost thought I wasn't his biological son.

"Father, I have just returned, and I am very tired from the long journey. Moreover, I have been away from Xinzheng for a long time and know nothing about the situation there. Let's just forget about this matter," Han Fei declined.

He was indeed very interested in the case of the ghost soldiers robbing the funds and wanted to solve the mystery, but that was definitely not his intention to participate in the matter as Yang Che's deputy.

Han Fei also had his pride; how could he allow himself to be subordinate to others and become a dispensable deputy?

"This matter is settled. As a member of the royal family, how can you shirk your responsibility when such a major case has occurred in our country that threatens the nation?" King An of Han said in a deep voice.

Han Fei opened his mouth. He was eloquent and persuasive at the Jixia Academy, but he had met his match with King Han An. For a moment, Han Fei even wanted to ask King Han An if he was really his biological son.

Han Fei's thoughts ultimately turned into a reluctant agreement. He suddenly realized that when he returned to Han, the opponent he would have to face was probably not just Ji Wuye, but also Yang Che. Compared to Ji Wuye, Yang Che seemed to be more troublesome for him.

The water in Xinzheng was deeper than he had imagined.

Having received the answer he wanted from Yang Che, Han Wang An relaxed considerably. Half-jokingly and half-seriously, he said to Hong Lian, "Hong Lian, take Sikong out for a walk. Our Sikong hasn't been back to Xinzheng for a long time and is almost unfamiliar with the city."

Sure enough, this was no longer just his father's tacit approval, but rather he had been orchestrating the matchmaking all along. Before Honglian could react, Han Fei's heart sank, his previous guesses confirmed once again.

Honglian looked troubled. Not only Yang Che had returned today, but also her brother Han Fei. On the street, the reason she ignored Han Fei and went straight to Yang Che was partly due to her emotions, but more so to deliberately annoy Han Fei. After all these years, Han Fei had only written her two letters.

Now that she has achieved her goal, if she continues to ignore Han Fei, the bond between them as siblings will be too fragile to withstand the test.

Caught between the person she loves and her brother, Honglian is caught in a dilemma.

Han Fei felt a little relieved when he saw Honglian's predicament. It seemed that his sister wasn't entirely "forgetting loyalty for the sake of beauty," and still cared about him as her brother.

He didn't realize that, without even noticing, he had already adjusted himself to be half as important as Yang Che, which in itself speaks volumes.

But who can resolve Honglian's dilemma at this moment?

It's Yang Che, of course.

Yang Che said, "Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince has just returned. Honglian and the Ninth Prince have been reunited after a long separation and must have a lot to talk about. I have also been away from home for a long time and miss my uncle and aunt very much. So I will go and visit my uncle and aunt first."

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"I almost forgot, but the logic is this: Minister of Works, please return to your residence first." King Han An smiled, realizing that he might have been too obvious.

"Princess, please keep the King company with the Ninth Prince. I'll go out and see Minister Yang off. I also have some questions about painting techniques that I'd like to ask Minister Yang for advice," Lady Mingzhu said, taking over from Prince Han An.

King Han An naturally agreed, after all, Yang Che was someone whose future stability was related to whether Han could be stable and whether his throne would be secure.

Han Fei looked at Madam Mingzhu with surprise. He was wary of this beautiful woman, but he didn't expect that she would take the initiative to help Honglian out of this predicament.

Honglian wasn't surprised by this. Over the past year, her impression of Madam Mingzhu had changed drastically, as Madam Mingzhu had taught her quite a lot.

There were some questions that Honglian couldn't figure out on her own, and she couldn't ask Han Wang'an. At this time, Lady Mingzhu filled the void of her not having a mother.

Finally, Yang Che and Lady Mingzhu walked out of the main hall together and disappeared from the sight of Han Wang An and the others.

"I have already mastered the Form and Softness sections of the Heavenly Demon Great Art. What about the subsequent techniques?" After they were out of sight, Madam Mingzhu asked Yang Che in a low voice.

She already had a foundation in martial arts, but her physique was not suitable for cultivating the martial arts of the Blood-Clad Marquis lineage. Now that she had obtained the Heavenly Demon Great Art, a martial art suitable for women to cultivate, she naturally achieved twice the result with half the effort. In less than two years, she had mastered two eighth-level mental cultivation techniques.

During her cultivation, Madam Mingzhu also clearly realized the power of the Heavenly Demon Art. The eighth level of the technique alone greatly increased her strength compared to before. If she could master the third chapter, Illusion and Reality, she would be able to contend with her cousin Bai Yifei. According to her understanding, after the Illusion and Reality chapter, there are even more powerful chapters, Space, Disintegration, and Reincarnation.

How could she not be tempted by such a powerful Heavenly Demon Technique? Moreover, the Heavenly Demon Technique also has the miraculous effects of preserving youth and creating the appearance of a Heavenly Demoness, which is an irresistible temptation for a woman.

"Aren't two chapters of the Heavenly Demon Great Art enough to prove my sincerity?" Yang Che retorted.

As Zilan Pavilion became the most famous brothel in Korea, Yang Che had already obtained the Illusion and Reality Chapter of the Heavenly Demon Technique. However, Yang Che did not pass it on to Madam Mingzhu.

The relationship between the two was one of cooperation, and cooperation is based on an equal exchange. Compared to what Yang Che gave, Madam Mingzhu gave far too little.

"That's enough sincerity, so how can I prove my sincerity?" Madam Mingzhu was also a master at manipulating people's hearts. In just a moment, she saw through the other layer of meaning in Yang Che's words.