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

Lü Buwei then said, "Take my warrant and go to Ganquan Palace to see Zhao Gao. I need to temporarily mobilize the Six Sword Slaves to go to Xinzheng to assassinate Cao Ze."

Old Master Zheng hesitated, saying, "Xuan Jian is autocratic and arrogant. Besides, the Six Sword Slaves have gone to Xinzheng. What if they recognize the King of Qin during the assassination attempt and help him..."

Lü Buwei said coldly, "So in order to eliminate this possibility, I only ask them to assassinate Cao Ze."

"If the Six Sword Slaves kill Cao Ze in Xinzheng, Cao Ze's reputation, coupled with the Prime Minister's encouragement, will be enough to let the world know that Cao Ze was killed by the Six Sword Slaves of Luowang. When the King of Qin dies in Xinzheng, the world will believe that the King of Qin was also killed by the Six Sword Slaves of Luowang."

Old Master Zheng suddenly realized, "I see, I understand now."

Outsiders may not know, but everyone in Qin knows that the Six Sword Slaves were controlled by Zhao Gao, a close attendant of Queen Dowager Zhao Ji.

The lineage to which Zhao Gao belonged originated from a prince of Zhao who had been held hostage in Qin decades earlier, thus making it a distant branch of the Zhao clan.

Zhao Gao's mother died while serving her sentence in Qin due to some entanglements, leaving Zhao Gao and his brother to be slaves in the Hidden Palace. When Zhao Ji returned to Qin and entered the palace, she knew that the brothers were from Zhao, so she arranged for Zhao Gao, who had the Heavenly Eunuch of the Hidden Palace, to serve as her close attendant.

The phrase "family feud and national hatred" is enough to prove that Zhao Gao harbored the intention to assassinate the King of Qin.

Old Master Zheng pondered these thoughts in a side hall of Ganquan Palace.

Zhao Gao walked in, dressed in a flowing robe and high-pointed boots.

"Uncle Zheng, what important matter does Prime Minister Lü have to give you?"

Zhao Gao's shrill voice made Old Man Zheng feel uncomfortable, especially when he saw Zhao Gao wearing a tall hat and with red hair and eyebrows.

Of all the eunuchs and castrated men in the Qin palace, he had never seen anyone as exceptional as Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao seemed to notice the strange look in Zheng Laobo's eyes. He stretched out his long, white hand, smiled and made a delicate gesture with his fingers, pointing at Zheng Laobo with a smile that was even more charming than a woman's.

"Uncle Zheng, don't just stand there. We still have to serve the Empress Dowager."

Although he was smiling, his eyes were cold.

He could tell that Old Man Zheng's strength was comparable to his own, both being at the peak of the half-step Grandmaster level. However, Old Man Zheng's talent was far inferior to his own.

He was able to learn on his own from a young age, cultivating with a tattered copy of the "Heavenly Sunflower Manual," far surpassing someone like Old Man Zheng.

The only thing that he regretted was that after cultivating the "Heavenly Sunflower Manual", he became a eunuch like the Heavenly Eunuch of the Hidden Palace, but he was also promoted by Empress Dowager Zhao Ji because of this.

The sorrow and the blessing of the blessings, the blessings of the blessings.

Old Master Zheng did not want to linger with Zhao Gao, and said directly: "The leader of the Net of Sunshine has died in Zhao, Jing Ni has defected, and Xuan Jian is mentally unstable."

"Now that Cao Ze's whereabouts have been ascertained, Prime Minister Lü would like to ask Lord Zhao Gao to send his six sword slaves to assassinate Cao Ze and eliminate the traitor Jing Ni."

Zhao Gao crossed his arms and tapped his arms rhythmically with his fingers.

"The Net never tolerates traitors, and Jing Ni's defection certainly deserves to be punished. However..."

Old Master Zheng said expressionlessly, "Prime Minister Lü said that Lord Zhao Gao can now use the Heavenly Killing and Earthly Annihilation Technique of the Luo Net."

Zhao Gao smiled broadly, a smile that made Old Man Zheng's old face twitch.

"We'll help Prime Minister Lü with his task."

Old Master Zheng bowed and said, "That's good, farewell."

Zhao Gao watched as Old Man Zheng walked out of the side hall, a hint of doubt creeping into his heart.

Since South Korea is not Zhao, it wouldn't be too difficult for Luo Wang to send people into Xinzheng.

Even if there are no Heaven-level assassins available, it is not difficult to mobilize a few Kill-level assassins, along with dozens of Earth-level and Absolute-level assassins. This force is enough to kill Jing Ni.

But Lü Buwei chose to use him as a pawn, allowing him to easily obtain what he had wanted before—to intervene in the Luo Wang (a criminal organization).

How strange, how strange.

A chilling wind, carrying the scent of rain, lifted the heavy curtains and veils inside the side hall, making the room even more damp.

"Sword slave," Zhao Gao called out softly.

Ghostly figures flashed through the hall, each with a different posture but an aura as if they were one.

True Steel, Water Cut, God Chaos, Demons, Soul Transformation, Soul Destruction!

Apart from the twin sisters Zhuanpo and Miehun, who are hot-bodied and have cold faces and are second-rate masters, the other four are all first-rate masters.

With the combined strength of six people, they are a unified force. Even a grandmaster would perish here if he is not careful.

Zhao Gao said slowly, "Make preparations, go to Xinzheng in Han, and bring back the Jingni Sword and Cao Ze's head."

"Yes!" the eldest brother replied immediately.

The six men disappeared from the main hall, leaving only Zhao Gao standing alone, gazing wistfully outside the hall.

"Is something overlooked...?"

This is why he wanted to get involved in the Luo Wang organization; he knew almost nothing about what was happening outside the Qin King's palace.

……

Xinzheng, South Korea.

Li Si was drunk all night and didn't wake up until dawn.

He opened his eyes, stared blankly at the carved beams on the roof, and then silently gave a bitter smile.

He originally intended to give South Korea a hard time, but instead, he was the one who was brought down.

"Senior brother..."

Li Si sighed softly. He didn't know whether to be happy or sad that his senior brother had become the King of Han.

If my senior brother weren't the King of Han, and if Han had been destroyed, he would still have had a chance to survive and live a carefree life. But now...

"Knock knock." There was a knock on the door.

Li Si finished dressing, straightened his collar, and said, "Please come in."

Xiao Hongyu pushed open the door and came in, saying, "Sir, would you like something to eat?"

Li Si glanced at Hong Yu's attire, which made her appear youthful and beautiful, but she was definitely not a palace maid or a servant girl from a Qin state post station.

"This is where?"

Li Si asked nervously, afraid that his senior brother was playing a trick on him.

Xiao Hongyu tilted her head slightly: "Zilanxuan, huh?"

"Purple Orchid Pavilion?" Li Si muttered to himself, "What does it do?"

Xiao Hongyu chuckled: "What else could it be but vocal music and dance?"

She now understood why Mr. Cao Ze had said the person in front of her was interesting; he was too silly.

"A brothel?"

I never expected my senior to be so shameless and disgraceful!

Immediately, Li Si's face turned pale. He thought of a terrible possibility: it was indeed something his senior brother could do, because he had actually done it to him before.

"Girl, have I been sold?"

Li Si, suppressing his shame and embarrassment, asked, "My senior brother is really shameless."

He vividly remembered when he was studying at Xiaoshengxianzhuang, his senior brother had spent all his money on prostitutes in Sanghai. Drunk, he tricked him into going to the brothel while he was having a meal outside. He pawned the money to the brothel, almost bringing shame upon himself abroad.

Xiao Hongyu chuckled and said, "You're really strange. Our Zilan Pavilion doesn't accept pimps. If you'd like to be one, I can recommend a few places for you. The monthly pay is decent."

Li Si wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said repeatedly, "No need, no need. It's good that I wasn't sold."

Cao Ze came in at the right moment, "Brother Li, why aren't you going down yet? Everyone's waiting for you."

Xiao Hongyu stuck out her tongue at Cao Ze, pointed to her head, and whispered to Cao Ze, "There might be something wrong with him here."

Cao Ze exclaimed in alarm: "Could it be that he's drunk too much and damaged his brain?"

Li Si wanted to pretend that he had been drinking too much and had lost his mind, but when he thought about his embarrassing moment earlier, he wisely chose to deny it.

"No. Brother Cao, please come with me."

Li Si remained unfazed; he aspired to become prime minister, so he needed to develop a thick skin.

Xiao Hongyu couldn't help but hug Cao Ze's arm, pressing her pretty little face against him and bursting into laughter.

Li Si had already stepped outside.

Cao Ze gently pinched Xiao Hongyu's nose and chuckled softly, "What's going on?"

Xiao Hongyu practically huddled in Cao Ze's arms, chuckling as she said, "He thinks he's been sold to Zilan Pavilion and seems to want to be a pimp here."

Cao Ze grinned. How many times must Li Si have been tricked by Han Fei to have such a thought process?

He kissed Xiao Hongyu's soft, luscious red lips and laughed, "Don't talk nonsense, it'll embarrass people."

Xiao Hongyu hugged Cao Ze's neck and returned the kiss with a giggle.

"Know it."

Cao Ze and Xiao Hongyu went downstairs.

Zilan Pavilion no longer operates its brothel business and is practically half-closed. It's common for it to go several days without a single customer.

Of course, one key factor was that Ji Wuye specifically named Zilanxuan as someone who had offended Yemu, and his meaning was self-evident.

At this moment, Li Si was bowing to Wei Zhuang: "Li Si, the Little Sage Zhuang, greets Brother Wei Zhuang."

He did not take the identity of an envoy from the Qin state, but instead chose the identity of a Confucian.

Yesterday, when I was drinking with my senior, he already knew Wei Zhuang, and Wei Zhuang also knew him.

He would naturally no longer associate with Wei Zhuang as a Qin envoy, otherwise he would only humiliate himself if Wei Zhuang brought up yesterday's embarrassing incident.

"Hmm." Wei Zhuang replied indifferently, "Wei Zhuang of Guigu, I've heard so much about you."

Cao Ze sat down, smiled and glanced at Li Si and Wei Zhuang, then started playing with Xiao Hongyu on his own.

Brother Wei Zhuang's personality remains unchanged; even a very polite remark sounds incredibly irritating coming out of his mouth.

Li Si didn't take it seriously, but inquired, "I still don't know when my senior brother will ascend the throne?"

Wei Zhuang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, whether in a cold smile or in a sarcastic tone, and slowly recounted what almost everyone in Xinzheng knew.

Lister immediately recalled the bloodstains before entering the royal palace, and the faint yet lingering smell of blood in the air.

"It is truly regrettable that South Korea has experienced such a dramatic change in just a few days."

Wei Zhuang said, "What is there to sigh about? There are countless people in the world who want to be kings, just like fish crossing a river. I don't know how many people seek it but cannot obtain it."