The Burial Tower of Immortals buries the heavens, the earth, and all the immortals.

Hei Er suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with anger: "What nonsense are you spouting!"

Qin Changye offered no explanation, but instead handed her the secret report he had been holding.

This secret report details the horrific massacre that occurred in the Su family ten years ago.

The family that was wiped out was none other than General Su, who had made great contributions to the Great Zhou Dynasty and retired in his old age.

Of the 186 members of the family, 185 were massacred. The only missing member is Su Wan, the granddaughter of General Su. Her body has never been found, remaining an unsolved mystery.

Meanwhile, the secret report noted that Su Wan had a red butterfly mark on her chest, which was why Qin Changye had recognized her earlier.

Of course, that's not important.

Importantly, the secret report also recorded that on the night of the incident, the Sixth Prince's assassins were loitering near the Su residence, and some even saw them enter the Su residence masked at midnight that night...

Hei Er kept her head down, staring at that page of secret reports that didn't contain much information for a long, long time, reading it over and over again.

The scene from that night seemed to reappear before my eyes.

Everywhere you look is blood, and the ground is littered with corpses.

Grandpa collapsed at the entrance of the main hall, stabbed more than a dozen times in the back. Even in death, his hands were still tightly gripping the door frame of the study, because she was hiding inside the study...

Later, the masked man couldn't pry Grandpa's hands off, so he simply chopped them off and then dragged her, who was crying her eyes out, out of the study...

Later, the sixth prince descended from the sky and crippled the masked man, who vowed never to reveal the mastermind behind it all.

Looking back now, in the moment before the masked man died, there was no anger or hatred in his eyes when he looked at the Sixth Prince; only a fleeting glimpse of resolute loyalty to the death...

Afterwards, the Sixth Prince vowed to help her find out who was behind it all, but so many years have passed, and whenever she asks, he always makes excuses and says that the clues have been lost.

Did he really investigate?

There was no need to investigate from the beginning, because he was the mastermind.

In addition, she later discovered that the masked man's swordsmanship was very similar to a set of swordsmanship techniques used by assassins in the Sixth Prince's residence.

However, there are countless sword techniques in the world, and it is not unusual for similar techniques to exist. Moreover, she had unwavering faith in the Sixth Prince, so she never doubted him.

At that moment, she had doubts.

Once the seed of doubt is planted, trust will quickly collapse.

The secret report slipped silently from her hand and landed on the cold ground.

The face that had just been full of anger and doubt was now ashen.

"If you still don't believe me, you can ask the witnesses yourself. The secret report contains the witnesses' addresses and names."

After a long silence, Qin Changye broke it.

Hei Er, or rather Su Wan, turned and left, disappearing into the vast night.

An hour later, she returned.

thump!

She knelt straight on the cold ground, her forehead hitting the floor heavily: "Young Master Qin, thank you for telling me the truth, otherwise I would still be kept in the dark and working for my enemy."

After saying this, she stood up and prepared to leave.

Qin Changye stopped her abruptly: "Where are you going?"

"Go to the Sixth Prince's residence." Su Wan's voice was devoid of any emotion. "Kill the Sixth Prince!"

"You're committing suicide!"

"Then die!"

Su Wan's eyes had lost all their luster.

ten years!

A full ten years!

She acted as an accomplice to the tyrant, killing too many people for the sixth prince, her hands stained with too much blood.

Tell her now that the Sixth Prince is the one who wiped out her entire family!

She felt that she was both ridiculous and pathetic.

Rather than continuing to live a muddled and aimless life, it's better to die.

"Death is not scary; what is scary is dying without value, dying as lightly as a feather."

"If you die, will your people forgive you for being an accomplice to evil?"

"Will your grandfather's spirit rest in peace now that you're dead?"

Qin Changye looked down at Su Wan, his voice not loud, but as deafening as thunder: "Wrong. You are the only heir of the Su family. The only thing they hope for is for you to live on."

Su Wan was stunned. If someone else had said that, she might have thought it was easy for them to say.

But it was Qin Changye who said this.

She felt a deep connection with someone who was an only child, just like her, and who had almost no family.

The next moment, she could no longer hold back and burst into tears, crying until her voice was hoarse.

Qin Changye stood to the side, offering no words of comfort.

He knew very well that some pain was buried too deep and couldn't be contained without crying it out.

"If you trust me, I will send the Sixth Prince to your sword in five days at most."

After Su Wan finished crying, Qin Changye finally spoke, his tone serious.

Su Wan suddenly looked up, staring intently at Qin Changye: "What do you need me to do?"

"Be my inside man!"

Qin Changye stared straight at her: "From today onwards, you are no longer the Sixth Prince's confidant; you are his greatest threat!"

Qin Changye originally intended to wait until his strength allowed him to eliminate the Sixth Prince in one fell swoop, but the prince had been making all sorts of trouble lately. If he didn't retaliate and collect some interest from him, it would make him seem like an easy target.

The counterattack Qin Changye is about to launch is not a clash of swords, but a war of public opinion without the smoke of gunpowder.

"I will collect all the information the Blood-Clad Guards have gathered over the years about the forces the Sixth Prince has secretly cultivated in order to seize the throne, as well as the unscrupulous methods he has used to achieve his goals, and expose it all to the public and publicize it extensively."

Qin Changye's words made Su Wan frown slightly.

She asked, "Will this work?"

Qin Changye was confident of success: "Of course it will be useful. We just need to start the group, and countless people will join. Not to mention, the other nine princes will definitely not miss this opportunity to kick someone when they're down and add fuel to the fire."

After a pause, Qin Changye continued, "After we finish publicizing this, I will find some more people to go to various teahouses and taverns and praise the Sixth Prince for his ability to keep a low profile and secretly win over many forces, which will surely lead to his success in seizing the throne."

This time, Su Wan understood.

This tactic is called "praise to death".

She served as a suicide squad member for ten years, and only ever spoke with her knife.

At that moment, she suddenly realized that some "knives" can kill without getting blood on them, and they can kill even more ruthlessly than real knives!

Next, thanks to the Blood-Clad Guards' full-fledged efforts, the news spread even faster than expected.

No more than an hour after Su Wan left the Prince of Qin's residence, the first batch of news had already quietly spread in teahouses and taverns throughout the capital.

When dawn broke, the entire imperial city was in an uproar.

The sixth prince, Zhou Tianci.

This prince, who appeared unassuming and modest to the world, had secretly rallied so many powerful forces and committed so many wicked deeds that could not be brought to light.

Those officials who had impeached his opponents in court were bribed by him.

Those generals who distinguished themselves in the bandit suppression campaign outside the capital were secretly supported by him.

Those businesses that rose to prominence in the Imperial City Chamber of Commerce were all backed by his people.

He was actually the one who hid the most among the ten princes!

……

Before long, people in the teahouse began to applaud and exclaim in admiration:

"The Sixth Prince is a man of few words, having cultivated numerous powerful factions and painstakingly planned for a long time. Isn't his success in seizing the throne a foregone conclusion?"

"That's for sure. The outcome of the struggle for the throne among the ten princes is already decided, and the sixth prince will surely be the one who laughs last."

"Why are you still calling him the Sixth Prince? From now on, you have to call him His Highness the Crown Prince!"