The sky-covering technique begins, and the rising moon over the sea shocks Yue Yao.

"Normally, an assassin would try their best to hide their identity and wouldn't leave such obvious clues."

"Is this a trap deliberately set by the enemy?"

Baili Changge took the token and looked at it repeatedly in the sunlight:

"If we find something from Liyang on him, such as a handkerchief with Liyang's special mark or accessories with Liyang style."

"Then we can infer that he is from Beili, because this is most likely a means to mislead us."

"But now this Beili token appears here so openly."

"It was like someone was shouting out his identity to us, which actually made me feel suspicious."

Yan Liuli bit her lower lip lightly and said in confusion: "Could it be that we are overthinking it?"

"Perhaps he was sent by Beili, but was careless enough to leave this token behind."

Baili Changge shook his head in denial: "Not likely."

"Judging from his carefully planned battle and his strange martial arts, he is definitely not a careless person."

"The appearance of this token is more like a bait, deliberately making us speculate in this direction."

"Thereby concealing his true origins and the conspiracy behind it."

Yan Liuli frowned even deeper: "Then what should we do now?"

"This clue seems clear, but it makes everything more complicated."

Baili Changge took the token in his hand and played with it, his expression solemn:

"We can't be fooled by this token. We need to re-examine all the clues."

"We need to analyze his martial arts skills, appearance, and even the remaining aura on his body again."

"Perhaps, we are missing some key details."

Yan Liuli looked at Baili Changge's determined eyes and nodded, "Okay, let's sort it out again."

"No matter how big the conspiracy behind this is, we must dig it out."

Yan Liuli nodded, stood up, and gently patted the dust off her body.

She looked at Baili Changge with a hint of hesitation in her eyes: "Today's events are too complicated and bizarre. Let's go back first."

0.6 "There's something strange about this place, and I always feel a little uneasy."

Baili Changge raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

He looked at Yan Liuli, his eyes gleaming: "What?"

"Not looking for March Snow anymore?"

"That rouge you've been longing for for so long, don't you want it anymore?"

"Don't you want to see that beautiful color, like a red plum blossom in the snow, painted on your lips?"

Yan Liuli lowered her head slightly, shook it a little disappointedly, and a few strands of hair fell from her cheeks:

"After something like this happened, how could I still think about those things?"

"The appearance of this mysterious man and the conspiracy behind him are like a thick haze hanging over my heart."

“It feels like everything is out of our control.”

Chapter 298 Everything is under control!

Upon hearing this, Baili Changge smiled even more.

He walked forward a few steps, came to Yan Liuli, and patted her shoulder gently:

"It is precisely because of this that we have to continue."

"Just think about it, if we retreat now..."

"What will the enemy think of us?"

"They will definitely think that we are scared and frightened by their little trick."

Yan Liuli frowned slightly, a trace of thought flashing in his eyes:

"You have a point, but what if we continue and end up in greater danger?"

Baili Changge waved his hand, his expression confident and resolute: "If we go back now, it will be really dangerous."

"We are like a clue that we finally found in the darkness, only to be snuffed out by our own hands."

"All subsequent clues will be interrupted, and we will be completely passive."

"If we continue with our original plan to search for March Snow, it would be a declaration to the enemy that we will not be affected by their little tricks."

"We must remain constant in the face of change. We must continue to do what needs to be done. This is the only way to disrupt their plans."

Yan Liuli listened to Baili Changge's analysis, and a look of sudden enlightenment gradually appeared in his eyes.

She clenched her fists, and the fighting spirit rekindled in her eyes:

"You're right, Changge. We can't let them lead us by the nose."

"We can't let them think we can be easily intimidated."

"Let's go, continue to the forest. Whatever conspiracy awaits us, we must uncover it."

After saying that, the two smiled at each other and walked towards the depths of the forest without hesitation.

The sunlight shone on them through the gaps in the leaves, and the mottled light and shadow looked like fine gold foil.

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The royal palace of Apocalypse City is located in the center of the city, like a entrenched giant beast, exuding a majestic and mysterious atmosphere.

The vermilion gate is solemn and majestic, and the copper nails on the door shine with metallic luster in the sun.

The pair of stone lions at the door opened their bloody mouths and looked at passers-by majestically, as if they were the majestic guardians of the palace.

Stepping into the palace, you will see a deep courtyard and luxurious decorations among the carved beams and painted buildings.

The wind chimes hanging on the delicate eaves swayed gently in the breeze, making crisp sounds.

In the courtyard, exotic flowers and plants compete with each other in beauty, and the colorful flowers look particularly beautiful against the backdrop of green leaves.

The fragrance of flowers filled the air, but it could not cover up the subtle smell of conspiracy.

At this time, in the pavilion in the middle of the lake in the back garden, the prince was leisurely fishing.

The pavilion is surrounded by sparkling lake water, which is so clear that you can see the bottom, like a huge mirror, reflecting the sky and the surrounding scenery.

Koi fish are playing in the water, their colorful scales sparkling charmingly in the sun. Occasionally they jump out of the water, splashing a string of crystal water droplets, breaking the calmness of the water surface.

Willows sway by the lakeside, their slender branches hanging over the water, swaying gently in the breeze, as if a girl in green is dancing.

The prince was dressed in gorgeous clothes with exquisite patterns embroidered with gold thread on the brocade, and wore a jade crown on his head. The gems inlaid on the jade crown reflected brilliant light in the sunlight.

His eyes seemed to be focused on the fishing line, but his mind was not on fishing at all.

Next to the prince stood a counselor.

He was dressed in a green robe and holding a feather fan. His eyes were deep and wise, as if he could see through all the conspiracies in the world.

The counselor frowned slightly, looked at the prince and said:

"Your Majesty, I wonder if Baili Changge can understand the deeper meaning of this assassination."

The corners of the prince's mouth rose slightly, revealing a meaningful smile:

"Hmph, even if Baili Changge is a little clever, he may not be able to guess my plan."

"This is just the beginning, just bait to lure him in."

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps broke the tranquility.

A servant ran towards the pavilion in the middle of the lake in a panic, his hurried footsteps stirring up flower petals on the roadside.

When he arrived in front of the pavilion, he ran too fast and stumbled, almost falling to the ground.

He quickly steadied himself and knelt down, touching his forehead to the ground, not daring to breathe.

"Your Highness...something bad has happened. The operation...the operation has failed."

"That assassin... has been killed by Baili Changge."

The prince's hand, which was originally holding the fishing rod, paused slightly, and a trace of imperceptible disappointment flashed in his eyes.

His brows were tightly furrowed, as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples to appear.

But this emotion only flashed by, and soon, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

That smile was as cold as frost in winter, with an arrogance that seemed to indicate a certainty of victory.

"Hmph, Baili Changge, I want to see if you will do as I expected."

"This assassination attempt is just a decoy, a bait. It all depends on whether you, a self-proclaimed clever fellow, will take the bait."

As he spoke, the prince slowly stood up, handed the fishing rod to the servant beside him, and then paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.

Every step he took was filled with the confidence that he was in control of everything, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and his eyes flashing with calculation.

Cunning and vicious, he seemed to have seen Baili Changge struggling in the web of conspiracy he had carefully woven.

"go,"

The prince waved his hand to the servants, his voice low and majestic.

"Keep watching him and report immediately if you see any movement."

The servant responded quickly and retreated in a hurry.

The prince sat back in his chair, tapping the armrests lightly with his fingers. The rhythmic tapping echoed in the silent pavilion, like a countdown to death.

Every strike seemed to strike the strings of fate, playing the melody of conspiracy.

He looked into the distance, his eyes deep and cold, and muttered to himself: