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

Chapter 157 Invitation of the Night

In the General's mansion, Ji Wuye listened to the news from the palace, and his expression became more solemn. In the past year or so, Nightfall had suffered repeated losses at the hands of Yang Che, which had forced him to take this young opponent seriously.

The ghost soldiers' robbery of the supplies was a near-perfect plan of his, but when Yang Che took charge of the case, Ji Wuye couldn't help but worry.

Yang Che has accomplished what he considered nearly impossible several times, so who knows if he will do it again this time?

It can be said that Yang Che's mere return to Xinzheng had already put immense pressure on Ji Wuye.

However, in Xinzheng, Nightclub has been operating for many years and has already extended its influence to every corner of Xinzheng. When they clash in Xinzheng, Nightclub has the home-field advantage.

In this round, the advantage is in my hands, especially since I still have a real trump card. However, this trump card can only be used once. If it is used here, it cannot be used again in the future. Therefore, we still need to wait and see how things develop, and we should not use it unless absolutely necessary.

Ji Wuye pondered and looked at Mo Ya. Back then, Mo Ya was captured by Yang Che because of the Jade Tiger incident. Fortunately, Yang Che only wanted the Jade Tiger's money at that time and was not very interested in an assassin like Mo Ya. That's why he paid a sum of money to redeem Mo Ya, so that Nightfall would not lose its strongest assassin.

"Mo Ya, is assassinating Yang Che really not feasible?" Ji Wuye asked Mo Ya.

If possible, he would still like to use the simplest and most efficient method of assassination to solve the big problem of Yang Che. Unfortunately, just as it is almost impossible to assassinate, it is also difficult to assassinate Yang Che, because the two of them not only have power, but also top-notch martial arts skills.

Their martial arts skills may not be the strongest, and there may be people stronger than them, but no one can kill them in a short time. As long as this is guaranteed, their guards can come to their rescue in time. Under the heavy protection, even a grandmaster would probably have to avoid their sharp edge.

"I'm afraid that won't work. His martial arts are very strong, even comparable to the Grand General, and even superior to mine. The elite troops trained by the Sikong Mansion in Nanyang are top-notch. Neither those elite troops nor he himself are people I can defeat," Mo Ya said, shaking his head.

Although he was captured that day as a result of being surrounded, Mo Ya knew that even without those guards, he would not be a match for Yang Che.

These days, Yang Che has not made a name for himself in martial arts, but that's only because he is the Minister of Works and does not need to do it himself.

He acted tyrannically in Nanyang, offending countless people, all of whom were powerful and deeply entrenched in Nanyang. These people regarded Yang Che as an enemy and wished him dead. In the struggle between the two sides, they did not refrain from sending various assassins to try to kill Yang Che.

Poisoning, assassination, honey traps—he used every means at his disposal, but the result was that Yang Che uprooted those families who once ran rampant in Nanyang.

Assassination is useless against Yang Che.

"Keep a close eye on Yang Che's movements and don't let his every move slip by," Ji Wuye said solemnly.

The ghost soldiers robbing the supplies was just the beginning; the key now is whether they can pull off the deception and completely confirm the truth.

Under the cover of night, Yang Che methodically investigated the case, even skipping the Zilan Pavilion to immerse himself in the investigation.

The next day, after receiving the relevant case files, they sorted out everyone's testimonies by noon. Of course, all of this was done by Han Fei.

This caused Han Fei great distress. He finally understood why Zhang Liang had such a strange expression when he heard that his father had appointed him as Yang Che's deputy during their gathering yesterday afternoon.

Zhang Liang himself had a similar experience, and he had already foreseen what was about to happen to him.

"Everything is perfect; it really seems to be the work of ghost soldiers," Han Fei said as he handed the case details to Yang Che.

"The biggest problem is that there are no problems. Let's take our time." Yang Che ignored the information Han Fei had compiled. He knew the inside story of this case all too well, so there was no need for him to look through these files.

Now he was thinking about whether he could take this opportunity to severely damage Ji Wuye. After some thought, he realized that Ji Wuye was now truly irreplaceable for the state of Han.

Even if he wanted to take action against Ji Wuye, King Han An probably wouldn't allow it.

Moreover, Yang Che had no reason to take action against Ji Wuye. Compared to Ji Wuye's head, Yang Che was more concerned about the Nightfall assassin organization and intelligence organization.

The Korean army was destined to be reduced to dust in the face of Qin's attack, but the Nightfall assassin and intelligence organizations could be preserved even after Qin unified the world. This was Yang Che's true objective.

Yang Che's strategy was never about the seven states at present, but about the future Qin Empire.

"Extend the time?" Han Fei was slightly taken aback. The information he had compiled was focused on the case itself, but Yang Che's suggestion of extending the time?

"The gatekeeper of the treasury died suddenly a month before the ghost soldiers robbed the treasury. Brother Han, do you think there's something fishy about this?" Yang Che recalled.

"Does Sikong mean that this person's death is related to this case?" Han Fei pressed, vaguely sensing that he had grasped something. In fact, Han Fei himself had a direction on how to solve the case, and he was reasoning along his own path in the original trajectory. But Yang Che's words pointed him to a new path.

"A month is such a coincidence. It's not too early, not too late. Too early, and it's hard to accomplish anything. Too late, and it's easy for people to think of something else," Yang Che pondered.

"Madam Hu asked him to find an old friend." The only thing Yang Che could think of was that this old friend had fallen into the hands of Nightfall. Nightfall had captured Li Kai and could have taken the opportunity to target Liu Yi, but instead, they held back. Why?

Yang Che had roughly figured it out; it was nothing more than making a deal with him at a crucial moment. What Yang Che was doing now was preparing a bargaining chip for himself, in addition to the money he had spent on water.

Fortunately, the case of the ghost soldiers robbing the money seemed flawless, but in fact it was full of loopholes. Even if Yang Che didn't know about the water-dissolving gold, he was still able to find clues to solve the case.

"Does Sikong mean that the gold in the treasury might have been switched before it was even transported?" Han Fei suddenly thought of the piece of gold that the mysterious person had delivered to him through the Farmer's Hidden Dragon Hall. The clues seemed to have connected.

"Investigate the gatekeeper's death first," Yang Che said.

As Han Fei personally went to investigate the mystery of the gatekeeper's death, Ji Wuye panicked instantly. He hadn't expected Yang Che to find the direction so quickly.

Indeed, the gatekeeper was the one who silenced Ye Mu. Although silencing him has erased the evidence, what if Yang Che finds out something?

Meanwhile, things were developing in a direction that was increasingly unfavorable to Ji Wuye. Soon, he received some big news: Yang Che had discovered that the gatekeeper had been silenced, and that before his death, the gatekeeper had actually recorded the information on the treasury's inflows and outflows over those few days. Yang Che had obtained some of the unusual data.

Yang Che then summoned Lord Anping and Lord Longquan, clearly having traced their involvement through the death of the gatekeeper.

The situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for Ye Mu, and Ji Wuye panicked. He knew he couldn't let Yang Che investigate any further, so he had to unleash his trump card.

An invitation then appeared on Yang Che's desk.