Zhao Changhe also knew that playing with Mile Sect was like walking on a tightrope. The Heavenly Maiden was right, the other party was not stupid, they just wanted to absorb him and never thought that he had malicious intentions towards them. They were not on the same page, which created this interesting situation.

As for Fa Yuan's ranking on the Human List, Zhao Changhe didn't know how much of it was exaggerated. Even if it wasn't, he probably had the same level as Yue Hongling. Since there were followers of Mile Sect everywhere in Yangzhou, it would be difficult to pretend. If one day they realized they were being played, he wouldn't even know how he died.

But that's what a "spy" does... If he wasn't worried about being controlled by secret techniques, Zhao Changhe would have actually considered joining the sect and playing along. After all, his rebellious nature was well-known, and he could just betray the sect later. Unfortunately, he was afraid of being controlled, so he could only walk on this tightrope.

Actually, it was quite exciting...

At least he had gained something. Now he knew that the majority of the Cao Gang were followers of Mile Sect, and there was even a Heavenly Maiden by the magistrate's side. Judging from this situation, the magistrate might already be a follower of Mile Sect, or at least under their control.

Zhao Changhe couldn't help but worry. According to what he had heard and seen, Mile Sect could easily start a rebellion that would sweep across half the country. This was not something that the Demon Suppression Division in the city could stop. He just didn't know what trigger they were waiting for. Previously, it was said that the empire hadn't completely collapsed into chaos, but now it seemed like it could happen at any moment.

He said he didn't want to be a prince and that the affairs of the world had nothing to do with him. But... Mile Sect was not a good choice. Their evil teachings would only lead people further into the abyss, satisfying the selfish desires of the upper echelons of the sect.

If the rebellion took too long, Zhao Changhe felt that he would probably stop caring. After all, according to the inheritance, the world would eventually be hers...

Lost in thought, Zhao Changhe suddenly felt a slight vibration from behind.

He was startled.

The Dragon Sparrow was warning him!

Since he arrived in Jianhu, he had never encountered any difficulties or dangers. This was the first time the Dragon Sparrow had warned him!

Where was the threat?

His eyes quickly scanned behind him and soon discovered a glimmer of cold light on a distant rooftop.

"Twang!" The sound of a bowstring being released.

Zhao Changhe immediately turned around, adjusting his direction just in time. With a sudden stop, he charged towards the location of the attacker like a cannonball.

The other party was obviously also surprised. They never expected Zhao Changhe to dodge this fatal arrow as if he had foreseen it. Seeing Zhao Changhe charging towards them, they swiftly moved and disappeared into a crowd that resembled a Western market, leaving no trace behind.

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By the time Zhao Changhe arrived at the scene, he had completely lost track of the attacker. There was no way to find them.

He stood outside the market, looking at a group of foreign merchants and tourists, frowning.

In that brief moment, he saw that the attacker was wearing a mask, but it was too fast for him to see clearly. All he knew was that the mask was blue. It showed how cautious the attacker was. They even wore a mask for this assassination, not wanting anyone to accidentally see and recognize them.

This was not the style of Tingxue Tower. Tingxue Tower wasn't afraid of being known for their assassinations. They even wanted to promote their brand. They had never worn masks before. It was their style to disguise themselves as these foreign merchants and launch a sudden attack.

Since it didn't seem like Tingxue Tower, who could be his enemy recently? It was really strange.

A gathering of foreign merchants in the market... Could they be foreigners? When did he offend foreigners? They had no connection at all.

Could it be Tang Buqi, whom he had recently offended? That would be too low. Zhao Changhe carefully thought about his enemies, but couldn't figure it out.

Seeing that it was getting late, he decided to ask a passerby for directions and made his way to Mingyue Tower.

Perhaps the influence of the Cao Gang could help him find some clues... Huh, could it be Wan Dongliu? But he was the host at the moment, receiving guests. How could he come out and assassinate someone? Did he send someone? What would be the motive?

...

"Three thousand guests in the Spring Breeze Hall, Mingyue Tower, the number one tower in Yangzhou."

Regardless of whether it was a facade or not, Mingyue Tower was still the number one tower in Yangzhou. The bright lights illuminated the dusk, making it as bright as day. Laughter and voices filled the air, and servants were bustling around.

When Zhao Changhe slowly walked in, someone immediately shouted, "Zhao Changhe, Young Hero Zhao has arrived!"

Zhao Changhe temporarily put aside his thoughts about the assassin and found it quite interesting. It seemed like it was the first time he had been called "Young Hero"? It seemed quite difficult to be called that... Although it was just a formality, it was still amusing to hear.

He arched his hand and walked in.

Although it was customary to invite guests to a landmark high-rise building like Mingyue Tower, both the host and the guests were still downstairs in the lobby, chatting and sitting separately.

When Zhao Changhe entered, everyone's gaze fell on him. Wan Dongliu greeted him with a big smile, "Zhao Xiong, please have a seat!"

Zhao Changhe glanced around and didn't see Yue Hongling. He didn't know if she hadn't arrived yet or if Wan Dongliu hadn't invited her. But there was a middle-aged man sitting in the main seat for some reason. He didn't know if it was Wan Dongliu's father.

Zhao Changhe politely arched his hand and walked over with Wan Dongliu. Wan Dongliu introduced him to the middle-aged man, "Let me introduce you, this is Magistrate Qian! I heard that the Hidden Dragon Gathering in the martial world has high expectations for Magistrate Qian. He came here to meet the talented heroes."

Zhao Changhe's mind went blank for a moment. Who the hell had the patience to socialize with an official? How was his Heavenly Maiden doing?

With these thoughts in mind, he casually arched his hand without much respect, "So you're Magistrate Qian, nice to meet you."

Magistrate Qian looked Zhao Changhe up and down and sneered, "Indeed, a bandit."

Zhao Changhe looked at Wan Dongliu expressionlessly, and Wan Dongliu discreetly pulled him aside, saying, "Zhao Xiong, this is my fault. I don't know why the magistrate knows that I'm hosting a gathering of talented heroes and wants to join in the fun. I can't refuse, so it's troublesome."

Zhao Changhe patted him on the shoulder, "I understand. Just ignore him. Can you introduce the others?"

Wan Dongliu led him to the guest seats and said, "You already know Tang Xiong... This is Daoist Xuan Chong from the Taiyi Sect, ranked twelfth on the Hidden Dragon List."Zhao Changhe glanced at the young Daoist in front of him. He looked quite ordinary with no memorable features, but his ranking of the twelfth in the Hidden Dragon List was genuine. He was only thirteen years old, just like Wan Dongliu. These people had been on the Hidden Dragon List for a long time, and who knew what their current level was?

Zhao Changhe didn't underestimate him and greeted him politely with a smile, "Nice to meet you."

The young Daoist, Xuan Chong, was also very polite, and his words surprised Zhao Changhe, "Nice to meet you too. Brother Zhao, you left the Blood God Sect and killed the leader of the demonic cult, eliminating a great threat to the martial world. We are all in the same boat."

Zhao Changhe blinked his eyes, thinking to himself that it was no wonder... Since leaving Beimang, he had been hunted by the government, targeted by the demonic cult, and attacked by assassins, but no righteous sect had ever come to cause trouble. They had no sense of presence at all. It seemed that in their eyes, he was eliminating demons and doing good deeds, not wanting to make things difficult for himself.

That's fine, they were the righteous path after all, even if they didn't seem to care much about the government's wanted order. Tang Wanzhuang's task of managing the Demon Suppression Bureau seemed even more difficult than he had imagined.

Zhao Changhe's mood improved after surviving the assassination attempt and encountering the foolish bureaucrat. He continued to ask, "What about the others?"

"These are all local talents from Yangzhou. This one is the Jade-faced Divine Sword, Little White Dragon Su..."

Before the words fell, a loud laughter came from outside the door, "Introduce, introduce, what nonsense are you introducing! I, the Hidden Dragon of the Central Plains, have a false reputation. The so-called talents of Jiangnan are all nonsense!"

As the voice sounded, the door banged open, and the two doorkeepers were smashed into the room, groaning in pain on the ground.

Wan Dongliu's cheerful and hospitable expression instantly turned extremely gloomy, "Who is this intruder causing trouble on my turf?"

More than ten men entered from outside the door, all wearing foreign braids and clothes, clearly not from the Central Plains.

Zhao Changhe's heart stirred slightly.

Interesting, the person who had just tried to assassinate him had hidden in the foreign market, and now, in such a short time, Wan Dongliu's place was being challenged by foreigners...

He turned his head to look at the prefect Qian behind him, wondering what his purpose was for being here today.

(End of Chapter)