There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

Just do it quietly.

“Alright, then I’ll get straight to the point. King Han once took a broken ancient sword from the Baiyue region, and it should be in your hands now, Brother Han.”

Snapping his fingers, Jiang Mo looked up at Han Fei, no longer concealing his purpose:

"Please return the item to its rightful owner, Brother Han. I will return all the gold to you without shortchanging you in the slightest!"

After a pause, Jiang Mo shrugged:

"This is not only my idea, but more importantly, my wife's idea. After all, the gold is currently in her hands."

"A broken ancient sword?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhuang's eyes lit up, clearly showing great interest. He looked at Han Fei beside him and asked:

"I wonder which legendary sword it is?"

"It is not the legendary sword recorded in Feng Hu Zi's sword manual, but a broken and dilapidated ancient sword that seems to have lost all its spirit."

Han Fei understood perfectly what Wei Zhuang was thinking.

Unfortunately, although the ancient sword in the box was indeed in Han Fei's possession, he wasn't entirely clear about its origins. It wasn't until Jiang Mo spoke that he learned the sword came from the Baiyue region.

It wasn't that Han Fei was too careless.

The sword seemed to be nothing special; if Jiang Mo hadn't mentioned it, Han Fei would have almost forgotten that he even had such a thing in his possession.

After thinking for a moment, he nodded in agreement: "In that case, I will return it to Brother Jiang."

Han Fei naturally understood that there must be something fishy about using 30,000 taels of gold as a bargaining chip to exchange for a broken ancient sword.

However, the case of the ghost soldiers robbing the paycheck was imminent.

Now that the gold has already been seized, the case must be closed as soon as possible so that the King of Han can bestow a reward to appease Ji Wuye, lest that guy completely break off relations.

Secondly, this place is indeed of no use to Han Fei.

If it were just a broken sword, there would be no need to feel sorry for it.

If it is truly a remarkable, legendary sword, it would be better to hand it over to Jiang Mo than to let it gather dust in his hands all day long.

After all, a famous sword has a spirit and will choose its own master.

Wei Zhuang also agreed with Han Fei's choice, after all, he was more like a swordsman than a politician.

Only Zhang Liang couldn't help but frown slightly.

It is clear that no one else had any objections and could only agree with Han Fei's decision, allowing the deal to be successfully completed.

Everything finally got back on track, and then came the real celebration banquet.

However, Jiang Mo did not intend to get involved. Holding the box in his arms, he headed back to his room.

Zi Nu, standing beside him, couldn't help but speak softly:

"Are you really not going to join? Unlike Han Wang An, Han Fei is a man of deep feelings and principles. He wouldn't wipe out even the remnants of the Baiyue people."

"It is indeed related to that, but it's not just that."

Jiang Mo made no attempt to hide the fact that his reason for not joining Quicksand was indeed partly due to consideration for Yan Lingji's feelings, but he did not fully explain his true thoughts.

"Don't look at me like that. We're not enemies anymore."

Seeing the somewhat forlorn and conflicted look in Zi Nu's eyes, Jiang Mo couldn't help but reach out and touch her hair, chuckling as he spoke:

"If you need any help, just let me know."

After saying this, Jiang Mo turned and left, and Zi Nu did not try to stop him. She was very fortunate and rational, understanding that he was going to take a different path from theirs.

fair enough.

If betting on Han Fei doesn't work out, at least there are other paths to take, as long as they don't turn into enemies...

Zi Nu turned and went back into the house, and then a somewhat impassioned conversation could be faintly heard.

"Whether we like it or not, we are already caught in this power vortex called the world. This fact cannot be changed, but we can work together to build a new Korea."

"Of the seven kingdoms, I want ninety-nine!"

Jiang Mo paused slightly as he took his first step. Even though he wasn't actually there, he could imagine how spirited Han Fei must have been when he said those words.

"Ninety-nine?"

"Given the current state of South Korea, this seems more like wishful thinking than grand ambitions. But if you ask me, the goal is still a bit too modest."

Muttering to himself, Jiang Mo couldn't help but gently shake his head:

"The lands of the seven kingdoms must all be unified, and the languages ​​of the seven kingdoms must also be unified. Moreover, the world is so vast that it encompasses far more than just seven kingdoms."

"Don't be complacent and stuck in your ways."

However, Jiang Mo did not say these words to anyone else. He simply carried the box in his arms and walked back to his room.

The stone box was opened.

There was no chilling sharpness in sight, nor any dazzling brilliance to amaze. The broken ancient sword, lying quietly in the stone box, remained motionless, like a corpse that had endured for many years.

Until Jiang Mo reached out and grasped the sword hilt.

In reality, this was the first time he had come into contact with the Reverse Scale Sword, but Jiang Mo did not feel any unfamiliarity at all; on the contrary, he found it very easy to handle.

There was an even stronger sense of blood connection that linked him to the Reverse Scale Sword.

With a slight movement of internal energy, a response was felt from the Reverse Scale Sword. A bluish-gray light began to flow quietly across the surface of the hilt, and the broken blades that had been scattered in various places began to reassemble under the invisible force field.

They managed to piece together a complete sword blade.

Without any further trials, the process of wielding the Reverse Scale Sword was even simpler than Jiang Mo had anticipated.

The only problem is...

In fact, Jiang Mo doesn't know how to use a sword at all.

Chapter 4 Apprenticeship? Let's do it!

"This is what you bought with all that money? It doesn't look very good... I say, Amo, you didn't get scammed, did you?"

Her slender fingertips poked at the broken blade.

Despite being a master of the Innate Realm, Yan Lingji could vaguely sense the extraordinary nature of the Reverse Scale Sword, but she still couldn't help but pout and mutter softly:

"I don't think Han Fei is a good person."

"Not only is he the son of the King of Han, but he also speaks and acts in a very frivolous manner. He also goes to Zilan Pavilion every few days, as if he wants to spend all his time in this improper place."

"Well, there's a reason for that."

Jiang Mo's expression became somewhat subtle, and he unconsciously touched his nose, uttering these words. It wasn't to exonerate Han Fei, but rather an instinctive attempt to clear his own name. After all, Han Fei only came here every few days.

He is the one who actually lives in Zilanxuan.

Yan Lingji is really something else; sometimes she speaks without thinking, and her words end up insulting herself as well.

However, Jiang Mo didn't spell it out, but continued to gently comfort him:

"Besides, that kind of money is ill-gotten gains, and it's a hot potato to hold it. We'll continue to cooperate with Han Fei and use his influence to accomplish many things."

"Don't worry too much about these worldly things."

Actually, even without Jiang Mo saying it, Yan Lingji understood, but after all, it was 30,000 taels of gold. Wushuang Gui was so exhausted that he slept soundly for a whole day afterward.

With so much money, you can buy...

purchase……

Well, Yan Lingji, who comes from Baiyue, doesn't really have a strong concept of money, especially since 30,000 taels of gold is far beyond her imagination, to the point that she can't even think of a corresponding equivalent in a short time.

All I knew was that it was a lot of money, so naturally I felt very distressed.

"To maintain a good relationship? Ha, I think it's not with Han Fei, but with Zi Nu!"

Hearing Jiang Mo's persuasion, a mischievous look suddenly flashed across Yan Lingji's face.

Even though they had been talking about Han Fei until now, Yan Lingji suddenly brought up Zi Nu, teasingly poking Jiang Mo's chest with her fingertip:

"Speaking of which, what exactly happened when you went to that pear orchard?"

"Where did Little White go?"

Despite being Jiang Mo's devoted bedmate, Yan Lingji's tone lacked jealousy when she spoke, instead carrying a hint of maternal laughter, like a cunning strategist encouraging his best friend to pursue a girl.

He wished he could personally take the field and play for Jiang Mo.

To be honest, even though he had confirmed that Yan Lingji was not digging a hole for herself, Jiang Mo was still a little unaccustomed to her unusual behavior.

You say you're not jealous, that's magnanimous.

Not being nervous is the composure of an empress.

But as if she's afraid the world isn't chaotic enough, she's always trying to help him attract attention. What's going on? Does she feel too bored being alone in her room and want to bring a few people over to keep her company?

"The sword is being examined!"

Feeling that Yan Lingji in this state was even more difficult to deal with than the elders pressuring him to get married, Jiang Mo, overwhelmed, quickly gave her a perfunctory reply.

He raised the Reverse Scale Sword and channeled his inner energy into it.

"Actually, it has nothing to do with Zi Nu. This deal is definitely going to be a huge profit for us. The secrets involved in the Reverse Scale Sword are no small matter."

Sensing the aura emanating from the revived Reverse Scale Sword, Yan Lingji's attention was instantly drawn, her light blue eyes unconsciously narrowing slightly. Faint streams of firelight flickered and shimmered between her fingers.

Although it was very subtle, she actually sensed a deadly threat from Jiang Mo, who was holding a sword.

It wasn't that Jiang Mo harbored any hostility towards her.

However, as a master of the Innate Realm, she keenly sensed from the aura that Jiang Mo, who wielded the Reverse Scale Sword, had the ability to threaten her life.

"Indeed extraordinary."

Taking two steps back, Yan Lingji beckoned to Jiang Mo, her face revealing a eager and combative look:

"Come, let me taste just how sharp your sword is."

After obtaining the Reverse Scale Sword from Han Fei, Jiang Mo actually wanted to test its power. However, this sword was very special, and its power did not lie in how sharp it was. It was not something that could be tested by simply finding a piece of wood.

There has to be an opponent, and that opponent can't be weak.