I, the villainous eldest prince, will suppress everything!

The sudden event caught everyone off guard.

No one expected that Li Fuyao, a grandmaster, would launch a sneak attack from behind.

Using the same tactic, they also defeated Master Wenjing.

However, Master Wenjing's strength is indeed somewhat greater than Wu Er's.

Instead of being directly reduced to ashes, it left behind a black, dried-up corpse.

He looked like he had been burned.

"Good! Good! Good!"

After the soldiers realized what was happening, they all raised their weapons and shouted loudly.

Shock as it may be, the celebrations are still in order.

Everyone says that Grandmasters are invincible, but today two Grandmasters have died in succession, both killed by Grandmasters from their Great Zhou. There is nothing more gratifying than this.

This greatly boosted their morale and enhanced the prestige of their Great Zhou Dynasty!

Seeing that even Master Wenjing had been destroyed, Wuda and Master Wenzhi exchanged an incredulous glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes!

Besides being shocked, Wu Da also saw sadness in Master Wenzhi's aged eyes.

No matter what, the two were fellow disciples, and his junior brother died right in front of him. It was impossible for him, as the senior disciple, not to be heartbroken.

Qin Li laughed and couldn't help but clap his hands: "Good, good! What kind of bullshit grandmaster is he? He's so easily defeated. It seems that the grandmasters of my Great Zhou are the real grandmasters. As for the grandmasters of your Buddhist Kingdom and Northern Mang, they are nothing but empty names."

Upon hearing this, Wu was furious. Their title of Grandmaster was not undeserved; it was only because they were defeated by Li Fuyao through underhanded means that Li Fuyao tarnished their Grandmaster title.

But before Wu Da could make a move, Master Wenzhi stopped him with his arm. Master Wenzhi once again clasped his hands together before Qin Li and said, "Benefactor, please convert to Buddhism and repent for your sins!"

Qin Li couldn't help but laugh again. He simply took two steps forward and sat down on the steps, a posture that was extremely humiliating.

Qin Li rested his arms on his spread legs, pointed one finger at Master Wenzhi, and said, "Old bald monk, two of you are already dead, what do you have left to convince me to convert to Buddhism? Are you hoping your disciple Kong will do the same?"

"Does the benefactor recognize the available space?"

After saying that, Master Wenzhi regretted it a little.

He's really getting old and confused. He would have told Kong about his relationship with Qin Li long ago. How could Qin Li not recognize Kong?

However, what puzzled Master Wenzhi was how Qin Li knew Kong Le's Dharma name.

"Of course I know him."

After saying that, Qin Li waved his hand.

Immediately afterwards, several people walked out of the gate of the Song residence behind them.

They carried a stretcher, on which lay a gray-robed monk with his eyes wide open in death—none other than Fang Yuan.

"Are you alright?"

Qin Li looked at Qin Feng and Su Chen, who had come out together.

The two looked quite disheveled, with multiple injuries and their clothes stained with blood.

"fine."

The two spoke in unison.

Although Fang Yuan fled to the Buddhist Kingdom and practiced Buddhism, they were not to be trifled with. The two of them joined forces and still managed to kill Fang Yuan. As for their injuries, they were only superficial and not serious.

Qin Li nodded and ordered his men to throw Fang Yuan's body down.

With a thud, Fang Yuan's corpse was thrown in front of Master Wenzhi.

Even with his profound cultivation, Master Wenzhi couldn't help but tear up when he saw his beloved disciple's corpse.

Just then, Qin Li said, "Old bald monk, isn't it said that you Buddhists emphasize severing the seven emotions and six desires? Why do you look like you're about to cry?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Da was filled with uncontrollable rage and rebuked him:

"Crown Prince of Great Zhou, how dare you! How shameless! Even a sorcerer is not to be mocked by you!"

Although both were masters, Wu Da still held Master Wenzhi in high esteem, because Master Wenzhi was not only a master, but also a highly accomplished monk in the world.

"Stop talking and start thinking about how to escape."

……

Everyone turned their attention away from the letter, then forced themselves to suppress their laughter, feeling uncomfortable trying to hold it in.

Closing the letter, Wei Hongying said, "This is what happened in the capital a few days ago."

"And then what happened to Wu Da and Wen Zhi? Were they also killed by Li Fuyao?" Wang Hu asked this question.

Wei Hongying shook her head and said, "The letter didn't mention what happened afterward."

Ugh--

Wang Hu sighed deeply, slapped his thigh hard, and said:

"That nephew of mine is really something. He doesn't even finish his sentences; he stops halfway through. Isn't that just deliberately trying to disgust people?"

Everyone smiled upon hearing this.

Wei Hongying continued, "The reason His Highness sent such a letter is to tell us that Northern Mang has no trump cards when it comes to exchanging hostages."

Everyone nodded.

They guessed at the coded messages between Murong Qingcang and Murong Bo.

This refers to the assassination attempt on Qin Li.

Unfortunately, their assassination attempt failed.

After making preparations, everyone went up to the city wall.

The Northern Mang army outside the city was ready to exchange hostages.

They probably received the news that the assassination attempt on Qin Li had failed.

"Bring the person up."

At a command, Murong Qingcang was brought up.

Wei Hongying couldn't help but narrow her eyes and said, "The Regent has a brilliant plan. If His Highness the Crown Prince of our Great Zhou had really died in the capital a few days ago, today's hostage exchange might have given you Northern Mang the upper hand."

If Qin Li dies in the capital, Emperor Xuan will surely seize control of the government.

Given Emperor Xuan's personality, he certainly wouldn't want the Empress and that child back.

They might even have to respectfully send Murong Qingcang back.

Upon hearing this, Murong Qingcang's face turned ugly.

I didn't want to say a word, I just kept cursing in my heart:

Useless, useless, utterly useless!

Four grandmasters gathered in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty to assassinate Qin Li, but they failed. They deserved to die.

Outside the city, Murong Bo, with his troops and escorting the Empress and others, had arrived at the city gate.

He sat astride his horse, raised his head, and shouted:

"I have brought the people to you. Please return my father and the delegation immediately!"

"If they refuse to return it, our Northern Mang army will attack the city immediately."

If we combine soft and hard tactics, I don't believe the other side won't release them.

Upon hearing this, the crowd escorted Murong Qingcang down from the city wall.

With a loud bang, the city gate slowly opened.

Upon seeing Murong Qingcang, Murong Bo could hardly contain his joy.

Regardless, we should get my father back first.

Everything else has to wait.

Apart from the city, the two armies were only ten paces apart.

"Get out!"

Wang Hu personally untied Murong Qingcang's hands, which were bound behind his back, and allowed him to lead the delegation back.

On the opposite side, the Empress and her entourage were slowly walking towards the city gate.

The hostages from both sides met in the middle.

Murong Qingcang suddenly stopped.

"Could it be a trap?"

Wang Hu panicked immediately, nocked an arrow, and aimed at Murong Qingcang's vest.

Murong Qingcang dared to use trickery; at this distance, he was absolutely confident that he could kill Murong Qingcang with a single arrow.

"Wait a minute, let's see how things go first."

Wei Hongying slowly pressed down Wang Hu's arm; she didn't believe Murong Qingcang could still resort to trickery.

With his eyes fixed on the empress before him, Murong Qingcang said with a cold smile:

"My dear niece, even if you go to the Great Zhou, you won't have a good life."

"Why don't you go back with your uncle? Your uncle will return the throne to you."

"It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"

The Empress did not look at Murong Qingcang, but simply held the baby girl in her arms tighter and said expressionlessly:

"You traitorous scoundrel, just wait, wait for me to kill you! Don't die too soon!"

If she goes to the Great Zhou, the Empress will inevitably make a comeback and then return to seek revenge.

Seeing that reasoning with him was futile, Murong Qingcang stopped pretending. "You think you'll have a good life in the Great Zhou? This bastard won't live more than three months!"

After saying that, Murong Qingcang suddenly reached out to snatch the baby girl from the Empress's arms...