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

"Prime Minister, have you made up your mind yet? Are you getting old and your mind isn't working properly anymore? Should we bring you a bed so you can lie down and think it over slowly?"

Cheng Jiao made sarcastic remarks about Lü Buwei.

If he hadn't been lucky enough to encounter Cao Ze while fleeing to the State of Zhao, the grass on his grave would be three feet high by now.

No, wait, it probably doesn't even have a grave; it was just eaten by wild dogs.

Without a word, Lü Buwei turned away in a huff.

"The Prime Minister's residence is a highly sensitive place. If even a single confidential report is lost, I will hold you accountable!"

Although his words were harsh, everyone could tell that Lü Buwei was in a fit of impotent rage.

Being humiliated on the spot, even if you retaliate later, you've already lost face today.

Laughter erupted again in the courtyard, filling the air with a joyful atmosphere.

Cao Ze glanced around. The assassins from the Luo Wang organization disappeared again, while the armored soldiers remained but also withdrew their long spears.

Under such heavy surveillance, Lü Buwei could know exactly what he wanted to do in the next second.

"Brother Cao, how do you suggest we investigate?"

Cheng Jiao leaned close to Cao Ze's ear and whispered a question.

Cao Ze said, "Since you're all here, brothers, let's take a stroll around the Prime Minister's residence and enjoy the beautiful scenery. Don't be shy about trying any of the good food or drinks. You might even discover some clues."

Cheng Jiao immediately understood Cao Ze's meaning.

He continued as before, freeloading at the Prime Minister's residence and causing trouble for Lü Buwei both inside and outside.

The main goal is to prevent Lü Buwei from taking action.

"Oh dear..." Gongsun Long, mingling in the crowd, slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Lü Buwei has truly ruined his reputation in his later years!"

"The Prime Minister of Qin, a man of such stature, has fallen to this level. How pathetic, truly pathetic."

Wuming said helplessly, "Brother Gongsun, say less, lest those little spiders see you again."

Ever since he saved his husband Sun from Donghuang Taiyi that night, he has hardly had any peace and quiet.

I should have let Donghuang Taiyi beat this guy so badly he couldn't get out of bed that night before rescuing him.

Now he's started talking more.

Gongsun Long smacked his lips and said with a sigh, "If this kid were to return to our Three Jin, do you think he would bring Three Jin together?"

Wuming shook his head, feeling helpless at Gongsun Long's unrealistic fantasies.

"How could that be? Even if the King of Han, the King of Wei, and the King of Zhao agreed, those ignorant old nobles would not agree."

Gongsun Long sneered, "In my opinion, the continuous wars between the seven kingdoms are all instigated by these guys. They are not only after land and population, but also after gold and silver. They don't even treat the people as human beings. Calling them bloodsuckers is too mild. They will not even let people go after their bones and marrow."

"The recent failure of King Hanfei's reforms in Korea was a case in point. Even members of the royal family colluded with powerful ministers like Ji Wuye to jointly oppose the new laws, showing how rotten the system had become."

"And the states of Wei and Zhao are no better than the states of Han, just as the pot calling the kettle black."

"If you ask me, we should produce a great scourge like the Qin state did, and follow the example of Shang Yang to send all these old nobles to the battlefield to dig ditches and fill pits."

Unnamed, unusually, did not find Gongsun Long too talkative. He recalled the scenes he had witnessed while leading the way through Qi, Zhao, Yan, and Wei: corpses everywhere, desolate and uncultivated fields, and empty villages one after another.

He couldn't help but sigh.

Even though his swordsmanship was unmatched in the world, he was still powerless to do anything about it.

"A virtuous person does not contend, conceals his brilliance, and sits in oblivion, without a mind... What use are hidden sharpness, restraint, and avoidance of advantage to me..."

The nameless man murmured to himself, inexplicably recalling the words of his friend Lord Xinling—"Perhaps the moment you kill is the moment you attain enlightenment and step into the realm of a grandmaster..."

Within a radius of several hundred meters, countless swordsmen's swords began to hum softly for no apparent reason.

Inside the Prime Minister's residence, Cao Ze gripped the Zhanlu sword tightly in his hand, trying to calm it down. But for some reason, even though the Zhanlu sword was no longer humming, he could still feel that the Zhanlu sword was... joyful?

Cao Ze found it somewhat absurd that a sword could actually emit human emotions.

Was he struck by lightning and turned into an idiot?

But Cao Ze soon discovered that not only his sword, but also Cheng Jiao's sword, the swords of those young men, and the swords of the armored soldiers and assassins of the Luo Wang organization who were monitoring them a dozen steps away, were all buzzing, as if they had been triggered by something.

Cao Ze's pupils suddenly contracted.

In this situation...

Jingni's voice from the past appeared in his mind.

A swordsman once broke through, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth, resonating with them, and causing ten thousand swords to celebrate.

This is a grandmaster of swordsmanship.

……

A swordsman nearby has broken through to a higher level!

This was Cao Ze's first thought.

It is nameless!

This was Cao Ze's second thought.

He must be anonymous.

Throughout the entire city of Xianyang, and throughout the seven kingdoms, there are very few swordsmen who have reached the pinnacle of mastery.

All he knew were Lu Goujian, the Sword Demon who had once lived in seclusion in Niushou Village; Gongsun Yan, the teacher of Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang; and Wuming, the Sword Saint who was currently hiding in the city…

Outside the Prime Minister's residence, Gongsun Long stared in disbelief at the nameless man beside him.

What's going on?

That's a breakthrough?

They were surrounded by empty space, and ordinary people simply could not withstand the sword intent so close at hand.

This also directly exposed their existence.

Gongsun Long looked at the armored soldiers gradually surrounding him, and then at Wuming, who was still in a state of enlightenment. He felt like crying but had no tears.

"Who are you?! What are your intentions outside the Prime Minister's residence?!"

One of the powerful retainers shouted from a dozen meters away.

Wuming remained motionless, but the stronger the person, the more deeply they felt the sword intent emanating from him, and the more terrified they became.

Gongsun Long said in a deep voice, "We are people from the martial arts world. We were just attracted by the excitement here and have no ill intentions."

Because Wuming and Gongsun Long had changed their clothes and disguised themselves simply, the armored soldiers in the Prime Minister's residence did not recognize them.

To avoid suspicion, Old Man Zheng, who was hiding outside the Prime Minister's residence, recognized Wuming at a glance, not to mention that the pure sword intent was impossible to hide.

Gongsun Long grew increasingly anxious as the number of armored soldiers increased, reaching nearly a hundred in layers.

Once his identity is discovered, he will either interrupt Wuming or fight to the death with Wuming.

Old Zheng couldn't help but rush over, intending to secretly shout and order his men to capture them.

Gongsun Long instantly sensed Zheng Laobo's presence. He had chased after this scoundrel that night and was deeply impressed by his sonic attacks.

Something bad is about to happen...

Just as Gongsun Long was about to interrupt Wuming's escape, a young man appeared at the gate of the Prime Minister's residence.

"What are you all doing here? Interfering with the investigation, you're all going to jail!"

Cao Ze pretended to be arrogant like Cheng Jiao, speaking in a stern tone.

Meanwhile, Old Man Zheng, who was hiding in the shadows, couldn't utter a word, his words stuck in his throat.

If he dared to speak, wouldn't that be playing into Cao Ze's hands and putting Prime Minister Lü in a passive position?

Old Zheng stared at Cao Ze with resentment, his murderous intent almost uncontrollable.

If Cao Ze hadn't created this unexpected situation and framed Prime Minister Lü, why would he have hidden himself and dared not show his face?

Immediately, Old Man Zheng quickly sneaked back into the mansion to secretly inform the enemy, hoping to surround and kill Wuming and Gongsun Long in front of the Prime Minister's mansion today, thus deterring the villains.

Cao Ze is currently in a dilemma.

He was speechless as he watched Wuming still meditating with his eyes closed.

Look at others, they can break through to the Grandmaster level just by going out to watch the excitement. It's infuriating to compare yourself to others.

However, this is also good, as it greatly increases the chances of killing Lü Buwei.

Perhaps it can even encourage Wuming to go and cause trouble for Donghuang Taiyi, and find out Donghuang Taiyi's background.

The problem now is how Wuming and Gongsun Long, who are already on the wanted list, can leave.

This is the Prime Minister's residence. Even if these armored soldiers don't recognize Wuming and Gongsun Long, the assassins from the Luo Wang organization who have tracked them can recognize them at a glance.

Just as Cao Ze was pondering this, dozens of assassins dressed in black spiderwebs appeared.

The lead assassin rasped, "His Majesty the Prime Minister has ordered that these two men, who were assassins who raided the Prime Minister's residence at night, be arrested immediately. If they resist, kill them on the spot!"

The sound of heavy footsteps rang out, and these elite armored soldiers formed their battle formation in just a few breaths.

Heavy military shields stood before them, sharp and long spears extended, the sound of mechanisms filling the air, and cold arrows were aimed at Gongsun Long and Wuming.

"Cao Ze, think of something quickly! Wuming can't be touched right now!"

Gongsun Long, seeing the nearly one hundred armored soldiers and dozens of Luo Wang assassins gradually surrounding him, couldn't help but swallow hard and hurriedly sent a telepathic message to Cao Ze.

He's really not good at fighting!

He always persuades people with reason and words!

If it were just him alone, it wouldn't matter; even if he couldn't win, running away wouldn't be a problem.

But Wuming had a sudden enlightenment, and he couldn't just pat himself on the back and leave, could he?

Upon hearing Gongsun Long's plea for help, Cao Ze had a sudden thought and sent a telepathic message to Gongsun Long.

"Please calm down, senior. I'll think of a solution right away."

For him, besides Lü Buwei, Donghuang Taiyi was the most difficult to deal with. This coat hanger was too mysterious and low-key. If he couldn't figure out his background, he wouldn't be able to sleep soundly in Xianyang.

This is a rare opportunity. If we help Gongsun Long and Wuming this time, things will be much easier to handle in the future.

Cao Ze moved his lips slightly, transmitting his voice to Cheng Jiao beside him.