Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

The carefree and ethereal Xiaoyaozi and the gentle and refined Zhang Liang seemed to bring powerful assistance and a turning point to their arrival.

The situation seemed to have reversed in an instant!

With the arrival of the Mohist leader and the top experts from both Taoism and Confucianism, they are enough to rival Qin Chuan!

However, just as the flames of hope were burning brightly in the hearts of the Mo family members, Qin Chuan, who had been observing coldly from the sidelines, slowly spoke.

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a cold chisel, instantly shattering the newly formed hope:

"Prince Dan of Yan, you have finally shown yourself."

The four characters "Prince Dan of Yan" exploded like a thunderclap in the secret chamber of the ink core!

All eyes instantly focused on the leader of the Mohist school!

The leader of the Mohist school stiffened slightly, his eyes under the bamboo hat darting around him.

As if struck by lightning, the man with the big iron hammer trembled violently, and his face turned ashen white instantly!

He finally understood the true meaning of Qin Chuan's previous words, "Being sold out and still helping the seller count the money," and "Haven't the lessons of Yan Kingdom been profound enough?"

Prince Dan of Yan! The Grand Master he served was none other than the former Crown Prince of Yan, that high-ranking nobleman!

He fought desperately against the oppression of the nobles with his big iron hammer, but in the end, he was working for another noble!

A tremendous sense of absurdity and anger at being deceived overwhelmed him instantly!

"No...no...the Grand Master...he's different from the other nobles..."

Big Hammer's lips trembled as he tried to convince himself.

Ji Dan took a deep breath and forced herself to remain calm: "Why bring up the past? The leader of the Mohist school has long since severed ties with the past."

Qin Chuan merely sneered, his gaze sharp as a knife.

In the midst of this deathly silence, Zhang Liang suddenly stepped forward, gently waving his feather fan, his warm voice carrying an all-knowing understanding:

"Your Excellency, everyone. The speed at which the Mechanized City fell and the depth of Zhenyu Qianye's infiltration could not have been achieved by external force alone. If it weren't for someone with complete knowledge of the Mechanized City's core secrets sabotaging it in secret, how could it have been so easy?"

"This person not only needs to be familiar with the structure of the mechanism, but also needs to be deeply trusted so that he can shut down key defenses at critical moments, or even guide the enemy."

Zhang Liang's gaze slowly swept over the crowd, finally landing on Gai Nie, and he lightly tapped his feather fan:

"Mr. Gai Nie, the empire's chief swordsmanship instructor, infiltrated the Mohist school and guided the imperial army to breach the Mechanized City. Such a 'merit' must surely be richly rewarded by His Majesty the First Emperor?"

"what?!"

The Mohists were once again in an uproar!

Even the Xiang clan and Xiaoyaozi, who had just begun to have hope, showed expressions of shock.

Gao Jianli's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He struggled to stand up and roared:

"Gai Nie! It's you?! It really is you, you despicable villain! Killing Brother Jing Ke wasn't enough, you even had to use his child! You took advantage of Tianming's trust! You helped the Empire wipe out the Mohist School! You...you're worse than a beast!"

Faced with the overwhelming accusations and angry gazes, Gai Nie merely lowered his eyelids slightly and gripped the broken sword in his hand, which could be considered an admission of guilt.

A cold, mocking laugh rang out.

"Despicable? Isn't the truly despicable one this 'righteous and awe-inspiring' leader of the Mohist school? Ji Dan! Back then, you used me to fake your death and escape, putting on quite a show!"

Wei Zhuang, clutching his wound, looked at Gai Nie, then at Ji Dan, his eyes filled with disdain:

"Do you still remember your daughter, who was not even three years old? She watched her 'father' being 'slain' by Shark Tooth! At such a young age, she was burdened with the nightmare of witnessing her father's tragic death! For your so-called 'great cause,' you even used your own flesh and blood as a pawn, as evidence! Your ruthlessness is far beyond what Gai Nie can match!"

Ji Dan's face, hidden beneath his bamboo hat, instantly contorted, and he sternly said:

"Shut up! For the sake of the great cause of overthrowing Qin, for the sake of all people, some sacrifices are inevitable! Personal feelings must give way to the greater good!"

"What a convenient excuse of 'inevitable'! What a convenient excuse of 'giving way to righteousness'!"

Qin Chuan's voice suddenly rose, carrying a thunderous pressure and endless mockery:

"So, for your 'great cause,' it's 'inevitable' to assassinate the former leader of the Mohist School, the Six-Fingered Black Knight, and usurp the position? For your 'righteous cause,' it's also 'giving way to righteousness' to use Jing Ke's only bloodline as a hostage, forcing Jing Ke to assassinate Qin knowing he would die?"

"Nonsense! You're spouting nonsense!"

Ji Dan roared in anger, losing his composure. The Mo family members were also indignant and condemned Qin Chuan for slander.

Qin Chuan stopped talking and clapped his hands lightly.

From the shadows of the secret room, several figures dressed in black, exuding a sharp and powerful aura, appeared silently.

Together they carried a corpse wrapped in a white sheet, exuding a putrid smell, and placed two items beside it.

A long spear with an ancient and imposing design, its tip adorned with dragon patterns, and a peculiar mechanism with an ingenious structure that constantly changes shape.

"This corpse was brought out from the forbidden area of ​​the Mo family by my men. The two divine weapons passed down through generations of the Mo family, the Overlord Spear and the Non-Aggression Spear, are the best proof of this."

Qin Chuan's voice was cold and clear as he glanced at Master Ban, the most senior member of the Mohist school:

"Master Ban, as an elder of the Mohist school, you should recognize these remains and these two divine weapons, right?"

Master Ban trembled all over and staggered forward amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd.

He trembled as he lifted a corner of the white cloth to carefully examine the long-decayed bones.

When he saw a finger bone that was clearly different from that of an ordinary person, his pupils suddenly contracted!

There were indeed six finger bones, but the extra little finger was broken in half!

"Six...six fingers...but...half of the little finger is broken...this...this..."

Master Ban's voice, like a broken bellows, was filled with unbelievable fear and grief:

"It's him...it really is him...the Six-Fingered Black Knight! This can't be...the Master, he..."

“Look again at his fatal wound.”

Qin Chuan offered a suggestion.

Suppressing his grief, Master Ban, with the help of the Bad Guys, carefully examined the back of the corpse.

A deep, fatal sword wound that almost pierced through the entire back was clearly visible to everyone!

Moreover, the location and angle of the wound clearly indicate that it was caused by a sneak attack from behind!

“From behind… a fatal sneak attack from behind…” Master Ban murmured to himself, tears streaming down his face, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"Who could possibly launch a sneak attack from behind on the formidable former leader, Six-Fingered Black Knight, in the heavily guarded and trap-filled forbidden area of ​​the Mo Clan?"

Qin Chuan's voice was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of every Mohist disciple:

"Naturally, he has only one personally taught disciple whom he was completely unsuspecting of, whom he treated like his own son, and who he kept by his side!"

Qin Chuan's finger, like a judge's pen, pointed directly at Ji Dan, whose face was ashen:

"It is you! Prince Dan of Yan! In order to seize the power of the Mohist school and realize your ambition of revenge against the Qin state, you did not hesitate to murder your master and usurp the throne! This Overlord Spear of Breaking Formation and the Non-Aggression are the ironclad evidence of your murder of your master and usurpation of the throne! The remains of the Six-Fingered Black Knight are the witness to your sins!"

All the explanations seemed weak and feeble!

The Mo family members were completely stunned, as if their spines had been removed.

Faith collapsed at that moment!

Gao Jianli suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his body trembling violently. He stared intently at Ji Dan, his eyes filled with endless pain, regret, and overwhelming rage at being fooled!

He finally understood what Qin Chuan meant by "Memories are beautiful, but the truth is cruel"!

The mournful farewell song on the banks of the Yi River, the resolute departure of Brother Jing Ke, never to return, the heroic spirit and loyalty that he cherished for a lifetime...

So, it turns out, there was such dirty coercion and scheming behind it all!

The revered Grand Master, whom he treated like a god, actually used the life of Jing Ke's own son to force Jing Ke to his death!

"what--!"

Gao Jianli let out a mournful cry like a wild beast before completely losing consciousness.

The giant iron hammer, its eyes bloodshot, pounded its own chest like a madman.

"Liars! They're all liars! Nobles! They're all man-eating wolves! I... I was blind!"

The shock of the massive collapse of his faith nearly drove him insane.

Ji Dan, no, at this moment he had completely torn off his disguise.

He was utterly disgraced, transformed from a revered figure into a despicable villain who murdered his master, usurped the throne, coerced righteous men, and exploited his own daughter!

He felt countless hateful and contemptuous gazes around him, like sharp blades—a punishment more terrible than death.

"Ying Chuan!!"

Ji Dan let out a hysterical roar, like a demon returned from hell. All the pretense and all the planning turned into utter madness at this moment!

He suddenly drew his sword and lunged at Qin Chuan with a desperate intent to fight to the death!

However, he was facing Qin Chuan, who had the upper hand in controlling the entire situation.

Qin Chuan didn't even need to take action himself.

The usually silent Shao Siming flicked her slender fingers lightly.

Countless emerald green leaves appeared out of thin air, accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound, and instantly wrapped around Ji Dan's hands, feet and weapons, like the most tenacious vines, forcefully stopping his forward momentum!

Just as Ji Dan froze, a strange red light flashed by!

The figure of the Great Master of Fate appeared behind Ji Dan like a ghost. Her hands were forming strange hand seals. The blood-red curse seals were like living things, carrying a chilling evil aura. They were imprinted on Ji Dan's back like lightning!

"Ugh—!"

Ji Dan let out a shrill scream and her whole body began to convulse violently.

The blood-red incantation spread rapidly under his skin like a venomous snake; it was the insidious Six Soul Terror Curse of the Yin-Yang School!

Qin Chuan coldly watched Ji Dan writhing in agony under the torment of the curse, as if delivering a verdict:

"The Six Soul Curse, the nemesis of Mohist martial arts. Only by cultivating the Mohist mental techniques to the supreme tenth level—universal love and non-aggression, with a heart full of love for all living beings—can one resist it. And you, Ji Dan..."

Qin Chuan's voice was filled with endless sarcasm and contempt:

"You have spent your life indulging in personal grudges and hatred, using despicable means to disguise righteousness. Have you ever had even a trace of true 'universal love' in your heart? Your realm will forever remain in the abyss of selfishness and hatred. You are not worthy to talk about the word 'universal love,' and you will never be able to reach that realm."

The curse was frantically eroding Ji Dan's heart meridian.

He rolled on the ground in agony, his venomous gaze fixed on Qin Chuan, Gai Nie, Wei Zhuang, and everyone around him who scorned him.

He wanted to roar, to curse, to drag everyone down with him, but the boundless fear and excruciating pain brought by the Six Souls Curse consumed all his strength.