People in the Qin Dynasty, entertained during the Warring States period

All of this was clearly seen by Jing Ke, who was lazily lying on the tree drinking.

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Chapter 280 Isn't this also a kind of "cow"?

Situ Wanli began to introduce the treasures.

"The guests from Yizi Pavilion brought three Mystic Crystal Arrowheads."

Cao Ze glanced sideways. If he remembered correctly, wasn't this thing Jing Ke's? How did it end up in Yan Dan's hands?

Yan Dan raised his cup to Cao Ze from afar.

He had asked Jing Ke about Cao Ze and concluded that this man could be won over to contribute to the future anti-Qin cause.

Cao Ze also raised his glass, showing no impoliteness, and the two drank a toast to each other across the distance.

Han Fei swirled his wine glass, finding the scene somewhat amusing.

Brother Yan Dan is trying to poach his employees; does he really think he's invisible?

"The treasure of this distinguished guest in Bingzi Pavilion is extraordinary. It is said that when the finest wine is poured into the vessel, the blue sea surges with waves. It is truly a rare treasure."

Han Fei was extremely confident in his beloved Azure Coral Vase. Hearing Situ Wanli's praise, his lips nearly stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

Cao Ze sneered, "I knew it. Brother Han always likes to pretend to be poor. Any one of his treasures is worth hundreds or thousands of gold coins."

He vividly remembered that in the original story, even a jade cup that Uncle Wei Er casually broke was this fellow's treasure.

Not to mention that last night, in order to persuade and intimidate Zhang Kaidi, he directly smashed his own white jade wine pot.

Purple Maiden appraised it at thirty gold coins.

All of this suggests that if Han Fei were a penniless wretch, haggling over a few gold coins, then he would definitely be a rich guy pretending to be poor, and deserve to be ripped off.

Zi Nu nodded in agreement, becoming even more determined to collect the money. She couldn't reduce Han Fei's share of the money just because of Princess Hong Lian.

Situ Wanli walked to the table where the Purple Maiden's treasures were placed and lifted the silk cloth covering them.

"Inside this simple and antique-looking box lies the treasure brought by the last distinguished guest."

Zi Nu straightened her back and spoke in a magnetic, mysterious voice: "There is one condition for exchanging my treasure. The box cannot be opened before the exchange. My treasure is selective in its owner. For some, it is priceless, while for others, it may be worthless."

Cao Ze suppressed a smile, watching Zi Nu pretend to be mysterious even though she knew who they were. It was quite amusing.

Zi Nu almost lost her composure, giving Cao Ze a charming and reproachful look.

She whispered, "This is a deal."

Cao Ze laughed and said, "I understand. So, that person finally couldn't hold back anymore?"

Zi Nu paused for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

"I understand, that person is proud."

Zi Nu let out a soft exclamation: "You know him?"

"of course."

"Really?"

"If Miss Zi Nu doesn't believe me, we can make another bet," Cao Ze said with a wolf-like grin.

Zi Nu shook her head, "I won't gamble anymore. Zi Lan Xuan's family business is too small to afford it."

She suddenly realized that Wei Zhuang's act was indeed a bit over the top; too much of a good thing can be bad.

"I'll take this box."

Han Fei put down his silver brush, drank a cup of sake, and readily exchanged drinks.

Although the Azure Coral Bottle was very precious and his most prized possession, getting in touch with the Ghost Valley disciple behind the Purple Orchid Pavilion was the real priority.

It's just a cup; he can afford to spend that much.

The four men went out and met in the front hall.

Situ Wanli personally saw him off.

He whispered in Cao Ze's ear, "Sir, Lord Yanchun is vengeful and vindictive. Be careful on the road."

Cao Ze said, "Thank you for the reminder, Hall Master Situ. Farewell."

Situ Wanli stroked his goatee and watched Cao Ze and his three companions leave.

Befriending Cao Ze was the leader of the chivalrous sect's order.

However, he also had his own selfish motives. The position of the head of the Four Mountains Hall had been vacant for two years, and the election was coming soon. If he could get Cao Ze's help, he could secure the position of the head of the Four Mountains Hall.

Zi Nu and Cao Ze sat in a donkey cart, with deep, secluded forests on both sides of the official road.

The donkey suddenly stopped, kicking up its hooves and braying several times.

"Mmm...ah...ah..."

A rustling sound came from the woods, but not a single bird took flight.

Zi Nu smiled and said in the carriage, "The journey back to the city is not yet halfway over, it seems I have won."

Cao Ze took out ten gold coins and stuffed them into Zi Nu's hand, muttering, "She has no patience at all."

They made a bet on whether Yan Chunjun would make his move in the first or second half of the game, and he arrived shortly after they left Qianlong Hall.

Cao Ze lifted the carriage curtain, and what came into view was a large, fat man.

Xiao Hongyu whispered, "Sir, it's that person."

Cao Ze nodded slightly, looked at Yan Chunjun from afar, and smiled, "Yan Chunjun, are you in such a hurry to see me? Is there some good news?"

Yan Chunjun said menacingly, "Boy, there's no good news, but there is a funeral. Do you want to come?"

"Oh?" Zi Nu stepped out of the carriage, smiling sweetly. "Are you attending Lord Yan Chun's funeral?"

Yan Chunjun lewdly said, "You little slut, I'll let you..."

Suddenly, chaotic sounds of fighting erupted from the forest.

Yan Chunjun was suddenly startled, "What's going on?"

Jueying waved his hand, ordering the assassins behind him to go and investigate. Before the assassins could enter the forest, a young man in tight-fitting clothes flashed out from the forest, and the assassin was slit in the throat with a sword.

"Brother Cao Ze!"

Jing Ke, carrying his great sword, walked out laughing and joking.

Cao Ze asked in surprise, "You're here too?"

Another person emerged from the woods, and Yan Dan smiled and said, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, sir."

Han Fei, who had been following behind, caught up in his carriage and looked at Yan Chunjun with some pity.

If King Zhao hadn't gifted Yan Dan three hundred elite soldiers a month earlier, thus solidifying Yan Dan's resolve to seize the throne, given Yan Dan's forbearance, he probably wouldn't have killed Lord Yanchun in Han.

"You, you all..." A dozen assassins and guards surrounded Yan Chunjun. Yan Chunjun gained some confidence and said in a stern but weak voice, "Yan Dan, you have colluded with outsiders, which is a heinous crime. Do you want to be stripped of your position as crown prince by your father?"

Yan Dan wiped the blood off his sword and said expressionlessly, "I heard that assassins from the Luo Wang organization have infiltrated Korea and intend to harm you, Uncle, so I have come to help you."

"Nonsense!" Lord Yanchun felt a little guilty, thinking that Yan Xi had discovered his collusion with Luo Wang and his secret dealings with Lü Buwei. He shouted, "I have always been upright and honest. How could Luo Wang assassins send someone to kill me! You must be slandering me!"

Cao Ze smiled. The Luo Wang organization was infamous and perfect for taking the blame. If he were Yan Dan, he would have also pinned the blame on the Luo Wang organization.

Jing Ke spat out the foxtail grass he was holding in his mouth and said lazily, "I am a killer from the Luo Wang organization!"

Lord Yanchun's actions in the Yan state were well-documented; he bullied men and women and oppressed the people.

Therefore, after Yan Dan offered him a generous serving of strong liquor, he readily agreed to lend a helping hand.

Jueying stood before Yanchunjun and said in a gloomy tone, "Who are you from the Luo Wang?"

He didn't believe Jing Ke was a Luo Wang assassin, because he himself was a Luo Wang "killer" of the highest rank.

"The Net's First-Class Heavenly Rank—Jing Ni!"

Cao Ze's smile froze.

Holy crap! I treated you like a brother, and you actually impersonated my wife!

This guy's beyond saving, let's draw our swords!

Jing Ke drew his sword, and with a flash of light, thrust it towards Lord Yanchun.

Jueying immediately stopped him, shouting without turning his head, "Your Majesty, run!"

The moment they exchanged blows, he knew that this person's strength was no less than his own.

Yan Dan glanced at Cao Ze slightly, "Sir, would you like to make a move?"

Although he knew that Yan Dan wanted to use someone else to do his dirty work, Cao Ze didn't mind using that opportunity to do the dirty work.

All consequences were paid for by the assassin "Jing Ni" from the Luo Wang organization.

Before Yan Chunjun could run a few steps, Cao Ze suddenly appeared in front of him, and he shouted urgently, "Kill him!"

A dozen assassins surrounded Cao Ze.

Yan Chunjun was in a great hurry, running along the official road like a huge penguin, swaying from side to side, wishing he had two more legs.

"Thunder Magic: Northern Azure Pool!"

The pitch-black power of Yin Five Thunder covered the surroundings, silently devouring the life force of the assassins and guards surrounding him, killing them without a sound.

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and Cao Ze, gripping the Zhanlu sword, once again blocked Yan Chunjun's path.

Yan Chunjun fell backward to the ground in fright, crying out, "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Cao Ze calmly said, "Give me a reason."

Yan Chunjun wept bitterly and begged for mercy, "I am the younger brother of the King of Yan. I will give you money, beauties, power, I can give you everything... uh..."

Cao Ze silently pulled out the Zhanlu sword that was stuck in Yan Chunjun's heart.

The bloodstains on the sword were automatically cleaned, and Cao Ze sheathed the sword.

Yan Dan had been observing Cao Ze, but he never expected Cao Ze to be so strong, no less so than him.

"Brother Jing Ke, let's hurry up and go to Zilan Pavilion for a drink!"