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

Gongsun Long and Wuming were already somewhat involved with him, so he needed to avoid suspicion and it was inconvenient for him to personally appear.

Cheng Jiao roared, "The murderer who tried to assassinate the king back then is now mixed in with those assassins!"

"Brothers, grab your weapons, let's catch him!"

The scene immediately descended into chaos, with chickens flying and dogs barking about.

Those young men who loved watching the spectacle unleashed their dogs, brandishing longswords, and followed Cheng Jiao directly into the group of assassins.

This sudden turn of events caused the armored soldiers and assassins who were about to make their move to stop.

Faced with a group of high-ranking officials and nobles from Xianyang, as well as the current royal relative, Lord Chang'an Chengjiao, they could neither fight back nor find a way to avoid being killed.

Left with no other choice, the shield bearers in the front row were separated to block the group of spoiled brats.

The assassin leader's face turned pale, and he shouted angrily, "Lord Chang'an, are you in cahoots with the murderer?"

Cheng Jiao immediately perked up: "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want! Whoever tells you that I'm in cahoots with them, I'll sue you for defamation!"

The assassin leader was furious; his hand gripping the sword trembled, and he forced himself not to draw his sword.

Cheng Jiao grinned and said, "What, you want to kill me? Draw your sword! Draw it, draw it! Why don't you dare to draw it?"

"Ahhh!"

Enraged, the assassin leader drew his sword, but instead of aiming at Cheng Jiao, he went berserk and attacked Gongsun Long and Wuming.

His subconscious told him that only in this way could he make Cheng Jiao anxious.

Cao Ze was startled, but then he saw Gongsun Long throw out the stick beside him.

With a single, decisive blow, the assassin leader's throat was pierced by the club, and he died instantly.

Cao Ze shook his head slightly. It was a smart move, but if one's strength didn't keep up, even a half-step Grandmaster would be in a similar situation.

Unfortunately, he was just a first-rate assassin at the "Kill" level...

Chapter 433 Yellow and Green

Gongsun Long's sudden move silenced the crowd.

Cheng Jiao was greatly shocked. "Brother Cao's friend is so powerful?"

Just then, Lü Buwei strode out of the mansion.

"Take them down!"

Cao Ze and Gongsun Long, however, were not too worried.

The irresistible yet refreshing sword intent was slowly fading away.

Wuming slowly opened his eyes, only glancing indifferently at the large number of armored soldiers and Luo Wang assassins surrounding him.

"Om..."

The Han Guang sword in his hand trembled under the light, its blade quivering as if it were softly murmuring or celebrating.

"It is invisible to the eye, and its movement is imperceptible; it is boundless and passes through things without them noticing."

Gongsun Long stroked his white beard, sighing with emotion.

To conceal one's brilliance is the essence of concealing one's brilliance, and also the essence of remaining anonymous.

He witnessed firsthand how Wuming practiced the virtues of a gentleman who is detached from strife, who conceals his brilliance and remains formless, and who sits in a state of forgetfulness and detachment, reaching a level that even surprised him.

Three years have passed. It's time for him to try and embark on his own path to becoming a Grandmaster. If he waits any longer, no matter how well he prepares, time will pass, his body will age, and his chances will become increasingly slim.

"Grandpa, let's go."

With a single hand carrying the Han Guang sword on his back, he regarded the hundreds of armored assassins around him as nothing.

Such demeanor captivated Cao Ze, as if he had met an old celestial master.

However, he was surprised to find that the pressure Wuming was exerting on him at this moment did not seem to be as strong as that of the Old Master.

That old geezer is indeed cunning and wicked; he's really good at hiding his true intentions.

Now he believes it when people say that the old Celestial Master may have reached the legendary Celestial Realm.

Lü Buwei sneered: "Coming and going as you please, what kind of place is my Prime Minister's residence?"

"Fire arrows! Kill them all!"

"Zheng..." The sound of the bowstring ringing out was extremely loud.

Hundreds of arrows and crossbow bolts rained down like locusts.

A transparent aura of internal energy suddenly appeared around Wuming's body.

"Can this really stop it?" Cheng Jiao asked Cao Ze in surprise.

Cao Ze shook his head slightly: "It's difficult..."

It wasn't that he looked down on the Grandmaster's strength, but rather that Wuming was barely using any internal energy and couldn't possibly block all the arrows.

Strangely, when the arrows, gleaming with a cold light, landed around Wuming, they seemed to be redirected by an invisible force, shooting off in other directions.

The arrows were like nails stuck in the ground, but the nameless man's steps forward were not affected in the slightest.

Tai Chi?

Cao Ze was astonished to discover that the sword intent unleashed by the nameless man carried the essence of Tai Chi.

Such a genius? He can learn it in a flash?

Enraged, Lü Buwei shouted, "What are you standing there for? Kill them!"

Cao Ze glanced at Lü Buwei with a strange expression. Didn't Old Man Zheng tell this old guy not to hang around in front of a Grandmaster if he had nothing to do?

Hmm? Cao Ze suddenly realized with some surprise that something was off about Lü Buwei.

That posture, that stance, those hands... he must be a martial arts expert.

fake?

Cao Ze secretly curled his lip. The old fox is indeed an old fox; he even prepared a double.

Gongsun Long glanced back at Lü Buwei and muttered, "Wuming, how about we break a rule? Scare him?"

If their goal hadn't been to turn Lü Buwei against his own side, he would have considered Lü Buwei a dead man.

Without replying, Wuming said, "He's a fake."

Gongsun Long was taken aback and shook his head vigorously. "No wonder Lü Buwei was able to hold the position of prime minister so firmly. He's really cautious."

The two were far faster than these armored assassins, disappearing at the end of the street in the blink of an eye. Apart from a few top-tier retainers who could still track their tracks, everyone else was completely bewildered.

"Lü Buwei" glared at Cao Ze and Cheng Jiao, his face dark, and entered the mansion without saying a word.

Cheng Jiao whispered, "Brother Cao, have you noticed? Something's not right with this old guy."

“It’s fake, it’s someone in disguise.” Cao Ze turned around and said, “Let’s go look for it while it’s still early.”

After much thought, it seemed that the only place in the entire Prime Minister's residence that could be considered unfavorable to Lü Buwei was that small building that had been burned to ruins.

If he remembered correctly, that night, because Wuming and Gongsun Long sneaked into this place, the small building was burned down. Because it rained in the middle of the night, there might have been some valuable remains preserved there.

Cheng Jiao led a large group of people to the secluded small building in the Prime Minister's residence, following Cao Ze.

The faint, damp smell of burning lingered in the air.

Everywhere you look, there are wood chips and black ash that have been burned to charcoal.

Cao Ze said, "Seal off this place; no one is allowed to approach."

A group of young men responded enthusiastically and, following Cao Ze and Cheng Jiao's instructions, searched the small building inch by inch with their attendants for anything of value.

Cao Ze's actions quickly reached Lü Buwei's ears.

Old Man Zheng, who had just removed his disguise as "Lü Buwei," asked, "Prime Minister Lü, what should we do next?"

As the person in charge of the intelligence network on behalf of Lü Buwei, his disguise skills were so good that they could fool the real person. Combined with his master-level strength, very few people in the world could see through his disguise.

Lu Buwei frowned and asked, "After the fire broke out in the small building that night, was it put out?"

Old Master Zheng said, "Didn't Prime Minister Lü say that it should be burned down completely? This old servant did not arrange for anyone to put out the fire."

"Then what is this kid doing where he went..." Lü Buwei muttered, then suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "It rained that night!"

Old Zheng also realized that it had indeed started raining that night after the enemy left.

The rain continued until noon, and although it was not heavy, it gradually extinguished the fire in the small building that was supposed to burn for two days and two nights.

Damn it!

Lu Buwei pressed his hands against the windowsill, his eyes fixed on the direction of the small building.

Is his luck really running out?

Even God is on that kid's side!

How ridiculous! How utterly ridiculous!

Lu Buwei forced himself to remain calm and said, "Go and make secret arrangements immediately, and make sure they don't find anything!"

Even though he believed that the small building, which had been burned down overnight, could not possibly contain any intact secret documents.

But he still had to be wary of unexpected events.

"Yes!"

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Old Master Zheng dared not delay and disguised himself again as an ordinary servant before leaving the study.

……

While Cao Ze was scavenging through the ruins of the small building, he suddenly noticed that there were many more eyes watching him.

He immediately understood; it seemed that even that old rascal Lü Buwei had made a miscalculation.

That makes sense, though. He only saw the ruined building by chance, and thinking about the rain that night, he decided to give it a shot, even if it seemed hopeless.

It seems this was an unintentional act that led to unexpected success, and Lü Buwei is getting anxious.

With this thought in mind, Cao Ze calmly transmitted his voice to Cheng Jiao, saying, "Brother Cheng Jiao, I'll leave first. You can search here slowly and take your time to avoid being noticed."

Cheng Jiao remained silent, knowing that someone was nearby, but he glanced at Cao Ze to indicate that he understood.