"Brother Black Chicken! The big guy is craving your body!"

Hearing this, Ying Wuji fell silent for a long time.

Although they had never met face to face, he could feel that Ji Tong had been craving him for a long time.

He was always looking for opportunities to force him out.

Then he would happily take over.

But of course.

In his eyes, Danzi is also a tempting target.

Not to mention himself?

With the productivity and the new political system, he naturally had a fatal attraction to this headstrong saint.

And, he also represented the entire Bai family.

This was the only line left by the Tianren tribe in the human royal family.

Although he didn't know Ji Tong's attitude towards the Tianren tribe, he definitely could not ignore this factor.

Damn it!

Sorry.

The love was too heavy, and Ying Wuji couldn't accept it.

Of course.

The main point of not accepting it was not this.

After all, Ji Tong's power and wealth were not small, and although the Mohists lived frugally, as the leader of the Mohist family, he controlled the wealth of the entire Mohist Guild, which had been accumulated for many generations. And this time, the construction of the new land gave the Mohists the biggest piece of the pie. Now, Ji Tong's financial power was not to be underestimated even by Ying Wuji.

Moreover.

The Mohist Guild also represented countless craftsmen and rangers.

This time, Ji Tong had already started to lay out in Kingdom Wu.

Who knows if he has arrangements in other countries.

He remembered that Sanxi was resurrected by Danqing, and after the resurrection, he became incredibly strong, slightly inferior to Emperor Zhuanxu, far better than the ordinary Jiuyan Juemai, and performed very well on the Chu Yan battlefield. I wonder if Ji Tong had anything to do with this.

Plus, there is someone for my teaching...

From a certain perspective, Ji Tong's strength was not inferior to that of a strong country.

If he could absorb his blood, it would definitely be a great choice.

But it's difficult.

Because it seemed that Ji Tong wanted him to submit to him when he had nowhere else to go, rather than an equal partnership.

But he clearly would not accept this.

The relationship between one and zero cannot be reversed.

"Brother Black Chicken!"

Seeing Ying Wuji's silence, Wu Dan couldn't help but feel worried. "Are you really destined to not stay in Kingdom Li?"

Ying Wuji smiled and waved his hand. "Don't listen to his nonsense!"

Actually, he was also a little puzzled, not understanding why Ji Tong was so sure that he would cut ties with Kingdom Li.

Could it be because he had planted a Cao Gonggong next to the old man?

Just based on one person's slander, did he want to destroy the trust between father-in-law and son-in-law?

Not very likely.

Even if Ji Tong was overconfident, he couldn't be that sure.

So what else did he have up his sleeve?

Currently, the only thing that could potentially destroy the relationship or alliance was the Bai family and the demonic lineage.

But the Bai family had not shown any signs of opposition. He was confident that he could manipulate the Bai family, or did he know about the demonic lineage?

But the demonic lineage was such a secretive matter that only Lao Biedeng should know about it. Even if Lao Biedeng was *** again, he couldn't possibly tell him about this, right?

Or.

Did he have another trick up his sleeve?

Although Ying Wuji had always had a plan, being watched like this was really uncomfortable.

...

Ying Wuji shook his head. "Don't worry about these things. How are things on your end? How did your private contact with those loyal followers of the big guy go?"

"It went really well!"

Wu Dan rubbed his head in frustration. "So well that it made me a little scared. I just invited them to dinner, and they were eager to entrust their families to me."

Ying Wuji: "..."

It goes without saying that this was definitely Ji Tong's doing.

This person was really confident that he could completely control Wu Dan, huh?

But this incident also indirectly indicated that.

The big guy's control over the Mohist Guild was really strong.

A bit tricky.

Wu Dan was a little worried. "Brother Black Chicken, what do you think I should do?"

Ying Wuji smiled. "Don't do anything! Just go with the flow!"

Wu Dan was puzzled. "How do I go with the flow?"

Ying Wuji thought for a moment and asked, "Do you remember the time you came to me to raise money for the Sword Immortal Conference?"

"I remember!"

Wu Dan nodded. At that time, Lao Liu wanted to borrow money from the Ji family to deal with Ying Wuji, but Kingdom Wu was too poor, so Wu Lie came to him for help and brought out the entire country, which had a great impact on his young mind.

At that time, he didn't want to betray his motherland, nor did he want to betray Ying Wuji.

But in the end, he went to Ying Wuji for the money, but told him the truth and advised him not to participate in the Sword Immortal Conference.

Ying Wuji smiled and asked, "How did you feel at that time?"

"Conflicted!"

"Why were you conflicted, do you know?"

"Of course!"

Wu Dan was a little annoyed. "You look down on me. How could I not know why I was conflicted?"

Ying Wuji shrugged. "Then it's simple. Ultimately, this time is no different from last time. You just need to show that you don't believe I will defect from Kingdom Li. Ji Tong will undoubtedly let you take away any technology you can. You are torn between your motherland and your brothers, unable to make a choice.

After a long period of indecision, you will go to Ji Tong and ask, how can I ensure that I defect from Kingdom Li?

If he tells you, and it's convincing enough, you can happily submit.

If he doesn't tell you, you will need to struggle to come to a decision. Between your motherland and your brothers, you choose to betray your brothers, and then take the technology back to Kingdom Wu.

Do you understand?"

"That won't work!"

Wu Dan gritted his teeth and slapped his thigh in anger. "What do you take me for? How could I steal your technology and take it back to Kingdom Wu?"Ying Wuji choked a bit, "Wasn't this something we discussed before?"

Wu Dan was slightly stunned, grinned, and said, "It seems so! I was too immersed just now, and you made me think you were really angry."

He had really struggled and felt frustrated just now.

It felt like he was back to that night when he almost betrayed his brother.

If all of this was arranged by Ying Wuji, then it wouldn't be considered betrayal.

He could even use Ji Tong's power to help his brother.

Ying Wuji looked at him pounding his chest and stamping his feet, feeling somewhat amused.

There were too many untrustworthy people in this world, but Wu Dan was clearly not one of them.

The matter was settled.

He stood up, "If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave. If you need anything in the future, you can still find me, but you need to lower the frequency of your visits to avoid arousing suspicion from the Mohist."

"Alright!"

Wu Dan nodded heavily. When he first joined the Mohist Guild, it was because he didn't have money and couldn't find any other form of entertainment. Later, he unexpectedly found that he was suited for the craftsman profession and gradually became a pillar of the Craftsman Department.

But to say that he was obsessed with Mohism and loyal to the Mohist leader was not necessary.

He even felt that this leader was no less than Ying Yue.

Ying Wuji suddenly smiled, "Right! The Mohist leader has another not-so-good identity!"

Sure enough!

Wu Dan was somewhat excited, "I've always felt that he's not a good person. What's his identity?"

Ying Wuji smiled and didn't say a word, directly pulling out a dagger and slashing a crack.

Stepping in.

Disappeared!

Wu Dan: "???"

He was dumbfounded.

Anxiously scratching his head, "Why the hell would you stop halfway! What's his identity, tell me!"

He was angry.

Because he had heard Ying Wuji and Hua Chao talk about the script before.

This kind of method that made people feel frustrated had a professional term.

Two words: broken chapter.

Damn it!

I'm connected with my brother.

My brother is plotting against me!

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Ying Wuji: "......"

It's necessary to break the chapter!

It's not that he's deliberately torturing Wu Dan.

But he had to do it.

Because he already knew Ji Tong's identity as the leader of the For My Teachings.

Ji Tong also knew that he probably knew his identity as the leader of the For My Teachings.

And with his close relationship with Wu Dan, and wanting to keep Wu Dan, it was impossible not to tell Wu Dan that the so-called Mohist leader was actually a scoundrel.

If he didn't tell him.

It would arouse suspicion.

But if he told him, he couldn't tell him everything.

Because the identity of the leader of the For My Teachings was too sensitive. If he really told Wu Dan, it could very likely bring about a murderous disaster.

So being a riddle master was the best.

Let Wu Dan know that the Mohist leader is not a good person, but which bad person exactly.

He didn't know.

It's best to let him keep guessing and guessing.

This was the safest for Wu Dan.

"Tsk tsk!"

Ying Wuji shook his head, "I can only make Danzi suffer a bit more."

With his hands behind his back, he leisurely left the Marquis's Mansion and headed straight for the headquarters of the Mohist Guild.

The construction of the new land was a great achievement for the Mohist Guild.

Almost seventy percent of the officials appointed in the early stages of construction were Mohists. It could be said that the Mohists made the greatest effort and gained the most benefits.

Because in the future, if they wanted to appoint officials, they would have to go through the model of the Imperial Academy's assessment and selection. By then, all the scholars from various schools would compete together, which would be quite a hassle.

This was a big piece of fat.

They didn't have to worry about others snatching it, because according to the new land's governance, as long as they fulfilled their duties step by step, the work attitude of the Mohists was indeed worthy of recognition.

Because there were too many officials.

The headquarters of the Mohist Guild in New Li was also close to the Yamen District, belonging to a relatively central area.

If New Li really became the capital of Kingdom Li in the future, then the Mohist Guild would make a big profit.

...

Of course.

Kingdom Li would also make a big profit.

Ying Wuji looked up and glanced at the plaque with the four characters "Mohist Guild" written on it.

He took a deep breath.

Regardless of anything, he had to keep the Mohist Guild within the borders of Kingdom Li as much as possible.

Setting aside Mohist ideology.

The Mohist Guild was left with only five characters, which were also the five characters that Ying Wuji valued the most: advanced productive forces!

Even in terms of ideology, it possessed considerable progressiveness.

Since it's in my pocket.

Then it's mine.

Even if Ji Tong was the leader of the Mohists, he couldn't take everything away.

Ying Wuji's eyes slightly chilled, and he strode into the door.

The gatekeeper was a Mohist dressed as a ranger. After seeing Ying Wuji, he smiled and bowed, "Marquis, you're here!"

All the Mohists knew that Ying Wuji was the main patron and an esteemed guest of the Mohist Guild. The fact that the Mohist Guild was not lacking in money and officials was all thanks to this Marquis.

Everyone in the guild was grateful to him.

Ying Wuji smiled and nodded, "Young man! Take me to see Master Wu!"

"Alright!"

The Mohist readily nodded, "Come with me, Master Wu has been waiting for you for a long time, Marquis!"

Ying Wuji pondered.

Master Wu is also waiting for me?

Come to think of it, there's no problem. With the commotion caused by Danqing last time, Master Wu couldn't possibly not know anything.And according to Hua Chao's description, at that time, Qingyi's self-portrait had already been drawn quite a bit, but Thirteen Lord did not provide the heart blood, so... it is very likely that Wu Wen was the one who originally provided the heart blood.

So.

It's not surprising to wait for oneself.

In a little while.

The Mohist brought Ying Wuji to a courtyard and made a gesture of invitation: "Lord Husband, Master Wu is in the courtyard!"

After speaking, he turned and left.

Ying Wuji took a step forward and knocked on the door of the courtyard: "Is Master Wu here? Ying Wuji requests an audience!"

"The door is not locked!"

An old voice came from inside.

Hearing this voice.

Ying Wuji frowned slightly. Although Wu Wen was quite old, he had always paid great attention to the way of health preservation. Even if his hair was white before, his breath was still steady and long, but now when he spoke, there was a feeling of insufficient vitality, and he already had some signs of aging.

"Creak!"

He pushed the door open.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Wu Wen writing at the desk through the window.

When Wu Wen saw Ying Wuji coming in, he also put down his pen, and walked out tremblingly, arching his hand: "Lord Husband has arrived!"

Ying Wuji quickly supported him: "Master Wu, no need to be so polite!"

Now Wu Wen was already full of white hair.

But it used to be very shiny.

Now it's like withered grass covered in frost.

The wrinkles on his face had also deepened a lot, crisscrossing like ravines.

Plus the slightly hunched body...

The oldness of his demeanor was simply unprecedented.

Ying Wuji couldn't help but sigh: "Master Wu! It hasn't been long since we last met, how did you become so old?"

Wu Wen sighed, and in his turbid eyes, there was a complex meaning.

He didn't answer immediately, but grabbed Ying Wuji's wrist with his thin hand: "Come in and talk first!"

...

Saying that.

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He pulled Ying Wuji into the house.

When Ying Wuji sat down next to him, he tremblingly made a cup of tea for Ying Wuji.

Ying Wuji took a sip, and the fragrance was slightly bitter. The taste was not bad, but it was far from the kind of tea consumed by ordinary nobles.

To be precise.

It's not tea, but water brewed from leaves.

This is not because Wu Wen is stingy, but because the Mohists have always only drunk this kind of tea.

They, who advocate frugality, find that water has no taste, so they can only drink it like this.

Ying Wuji had drunk it before, and it was bitter and hard to drink.

This cup was already considered very good.

"Ah..."

Wu Wen looked at Ying Wuji: "Lord Husband, how does it taste?"

Ying Wuji smiled and said, "Fragrant and pleasant, delicious!"

Wu Wen rubbed his thin hands on his knees, looking a bit cramped, but also seemed to be reminiscing, and smiled happily: "This kind of tea made from leaves was taught to me by Qingyi many years ago. I have been keeping it and not teaching it to others. Zhai Yun has begged me several times, but I haven't taught him!"

As he spoke.

There seemed to be a glimmer of tears in his turbid eyes.

Ying Wuji just accompanied him with a smile, not knowing what to say.

Wu Wen turned his head: "Regarding the matter of Qingyi, do you blame me?"

Ying Wuji shook his head with a smile: "Qingyi is truly a worthy saint, and has a deep meaning to Master. It is not unreasonable for Master to want to see her, especially since Master didn't do anything wrong in the first place."

"Alas!"

Wu Wen sighed deeply, "It's ridiculous to think about it. Qingyi has already passed away, why should I do these things? It's useless in this prosperous world, and it has harmed the people of today!"

Ying Wuji sighed lightly: "Master, don't blame yourself. After all, Master didn't know the true identity of the Giant. "

Wu Wen's face looked a bit struggling: "Even if I am dull, how could I not guess when he asked me for heart blood? This is all because of my selfishness. You don't need to explain for me!

Although I am not a madman, I used to consider myself a man of justice and compassion, but I never thought that I would do such a selfish and immoral thing in my old age. I regret it!

In fact, I wanted to come and apologize early on, but I hesitated for a long time and still didn't dare.

It's fortunate that you have finally come!

Please allow me to bow to you!"

After speaking.

He stood up tremblingly again.

And bowed deeply to Ying Wuji.

Ying Wuji quickly helped him up: "Master, you must not do this! You only provided the heart blood, and didn't really do anything. Moreover, without Master's great help, the construction of the new land this time would not have been so smooth. Master, please don't bow, otherwise I will be easily hurt."

Only then did Wu Wen straighten up.

But after sitting back in his chair, he looked desolate, and still couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Ying Wuji also couldn't blame him, because from his perspective, he might also make the same choice as him, after all, bringing Qingyi back to the world was definitely not a bad thing overall.

Looking at Wu Wen's old appearance, he was probably enduring a lot of inner torment.

After a while.

Wu Wen let out a long sigh, and his complexion improved a bit.

Ying Wuji smiled and asked, "Master! Now that you know the true identity of the Giant, do you have any plans?"

...

"Plans..."

Wu Wen looked a little confused.

Before, Mohist Thirteen had come to him, and now he knew everything that Mohist Thirteen knew.

The current Giant of the Mohist, is also the leader of the Wei Sect, and also the co-king of the Zhou royal family.

This kind of identity.

No matter for the Mohist Association, or for the entire Kingdom Li, it would have a considerable impact.

He also vaguely guessed why Ying Wuji came this time.

If the entire Mohist Association were really taken away, it would undoubtedly be a huge blow to Kingdom Li.

This result was definitely not what he wanted to see.

He also vaguely guessed why Ying Wuji came this time.

If the entire Mohist Association were really taken away, it would undoubtedly be a huge blow to Kingdom Li.

This result was definitely not what he wanted to see.After much contemplation, he slowly said, "Actually, Wuji, you don't need to worry too much."

Ying Wuji raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Please enlighten me, Master!"

Wu Wen let out a sigh and said, "The Mohists all follow the orders of the leader without question, but the leader is also chosen by the Mohist organization. They are all true saints in their hearts. Saints must do what saints do. The Mohist organization is developing quite well in Kingdom Li. Even the leader cannot transfer all the people away."

Ying Wuji rubbed his chin and asked, "If he insists on transferring them, how many can he transfer without undermining his authority?"

Wu Wen pondered for a moment and then said, "Seventy percent! Those who have already obtained official positions are basically impossible to leave, because the political system in Kingdom Li is most suitable for the development of the Mohists. As long as Kingdom Li does not change, at least thirty percent of the Mohists can stay, and the quality is not low enough to maintain the stability of Kingdom Li."

"Wow!"

Ying Wuji was surprised.

Seventy percent!

How is that any different from reaching into his pocket and taking out money? Just the thought of it makes him cringe!

What he wants is not just to maintain the stability of Kingdom Li, but to continue its rapid development.

He absolutely cannot accept this.

Wu Wen saw his expression and consoled him, "But it won't be a unanimous decision, because under normal circumstances, the leader cannot arbitrarily order too many people to leave. As I said before, saints must do what saints do. Even during this past year, many Mohists flocked to Kingdom Li, and it was not the leader's command. I saw the potential of the Mohist organization during the meetings, and the leader did not object. He only allowed the Mohists in various regions to make their own choices. It was only through word of mouth that we saw such a prosperous situation in the new land. If the future of Kingdom Li is so promising, what reason is there for it to be any better than Kingdom Li? Without a very convincing reason, he may only be able to transfer fifty percent."

Fifty percent...

Ying Wuji's face turned bitter.

Fifty percent is still painful!

And Ji Tong is a troublemaker. How could he not find a decent reason to cause trouble? The upcoming battle for recruiting people may be very brutal.

Wu Wen couldn't help but ask, "Is the Lord Consort thinking of keeping the entire Mohist organization here?"

Ying Wuji nodded and said, "Not to keep them all, but now that Kingdom Li is politically stable, it doesn't matter whether the knights are here or not. But I must keep seventy percent of the craftsmen! Master, you can see that Kingdom Li is definitely the best place for the development of Mohist craftsmen. The potential of the new land is still great. After the new land is developed, the national strength of Kingdom Li will also be strong enough to annex some territories, and the Mohist craftsmen will definitely still have a place."

"...

Although your Mohist faith is 'non-aggression,' Master, you should also see that Kingdom Li's pursuit of a unified world is the best way for the people of Kingdom Li to live and work in peace and contentment. Not to attack for the sake of attacking!"

Wu Wen fell silent for a moment and nodded in agreement.

But he still sighed and said, "But the Mohist organization has existed for hundreds of years, and the leader has always been the highest authority. It is not easy to change things in a short time."

Ying Wuji couldn't help but ask, "Is there a way to help me?"

Wu Wen pondered for a moment, opened his mouth, but did not speak.

He walked to the window with his hands behind his back, gazing at the setting sun for a long time before slowly saying, "If that day really comes, Lord Consort, find me. Although I am not confident, I am willing to do my best, and it will also make good use of my old bones."

Ying Wuji didn't know what he was planning, but he believed that he was not acting without purpose.

So he respectfully bowed and said, "Thank you, Master!"

"You're welcome!"

Wu Wen was somewhat moved. "It is I who should thank the Lord Consort. If it weren't for the Lord Consort, I'm afraid I wouldn't have seen such a prosperous scene until now!"

Ying Wuji nodded and said, "I will do my best. Farewell!"

"I'll see you off!"

Wu Wen escorted Ying Wuji out of the courtyard and stood in the yard for a long time.

It wasn't until the last ray of sunset disappeared below the horizon that he made up his mind, took a deep breath, and went back into the house.

...

At the border of the three kingdoms, there is a vast mountain range.

Due to the steep terrain, it is difficult for the military to advance, so it has always been a no-man's-land.

Life is hard.

But the environment is peaceful.

There are many wild fruits and mushrooms in the mountains, and if you're lucky, you can find a small piece of flat land to grow crops. By fencing it off to prevent wild animals from eating, you can support a few households.

On the mountainside, there is a farmhouse.

Wooden fences, wooden doors, and a wooden house.

It looks no different from other farmhouses.

But the people there have a noble and handsome appearance. Although they are dressed in coarse hemp clothes, they exude a noble air in their every movement.

At this moment, a middle-aged man stood in front of an easel, biting the end of a brush, lost in thought and not writing for a long time.

In the yard, a similarly dressed but delicate and pretty girl was carefully grinding pigments.

On the side, there were sheets of paper she had made herself hanging to dry.

After a while, she carried a tray of pigments and walked over with a smile, "My lord, how are these pigments?"

The middle-aged man glanced at her, not commenting on the pigments, but instead put the tray aside and gently touched the girl's face.

He smiled and said, "Yan'er! You seem to be more cheerful lately."

Nangong Yan was surprised, "Really?"

Ji Tong nodded, "I wasn't here last night, and you were alone here. Were you afraid?"Nangong Yan pondered for a moment, even surprising herself: "It seems I'm indeed not that scared anymore!"

She feared the dark.

Feared being alone.

Feared it to her very bones.

But lately, these emotions seemed to have indeed diminished a lot.

Why was that?

She thought about it.

Gently, she wrapped her arms around Ji Tong's neck: "Perhaps being with His Highness for so long, I've become fearless!"

...

Ji Tong's smile was warm and gentle: "Perhaps! You've made progress with the pigments and paper, you've worked hard!"

Nangong Yan seemed greatly encouraged: "As long as His Highness is pleased, that's all that matters!"

She turned to look.

And saw on the scroll a young girl hanging paper to dry.

She bore a striking resemblance to herself.

But it seemed to lack a certain spirit.

The features were clearly the same, yet they didn't quite capture the person.

Ji Tong cleared his throat lightly: "The art of painting is profound and inscrutable. Despite spending so much time, I still haven't grasped its essence."

Nangong Yan shook her head with a smile: "Your Highness is too modest. You hadn't even touched the path of painting before, and in just a few days, you've achieved this level. If you're modest about this, wouldn't it make countless painters bash their heads in envy?"

Ji Tong just smiled and said nothing.

The last time he lost the art of painting, it was indeed a blow to him.

However, the loss wasn't so severe. He had returned to the edge of Capital of the Great Ming once more, seeking from the rules of the self the part that pertained to the comprehension of painting, and combining the many years of investigation into painting, he had vaguely outlined the essence of the soul-transcending painting technique.

Given time.

It wasn't impossible to recreate the soul-transcending painting technique through his own power. Even if he couldn't reach the heights of Qingyi, he would definitely surpass the ordinary painters.

But...

The beginning is always the hardest, and this progress was hardly satisfying.

Seeing him silent, Nangong Yan couldn't help but grit her teeth and say: "It's all because of the incompetence of the Li family, otherwise why would Your Highness have to leave City Jing? With the resources of City Jing, perhaps Your Highness would have already comprehended the soul-transcending painting technique."

Ji Tong's smile was faint: "In the end, it was my own oversight. There's no need to blame others."

It truly was a single oversight in the game.

If one can't win at chess, there's nothing more to say.

The Zhou Emperor had no choice either. The Zhao family had sent so many people, along with letters from the Wei and Han families. With such a big scapegoat, he couldn't possibly bear it for himself.

Leaving City Jing was just to give an explanation to the Zhao family.

As for his real power, it actually wasn't affected much.

At this moment.

A figure suddenly appeared.

Gently knocking on the wooden door.

"Leader!"

"Gu Niang is here!"

Ji Tong smiled faintly: "Come in."

Gu Niang, cloaked in black, entered.

She bowed to Ji Tong, her eyes beneath the cloak fleetingly glanced at Nangong Yan before saying: "Leader! I have something to report... alone!"

The last four words, she emphasized heavily.

"Mm!"

Ji Tong nodded, then with a smile, gestured for Nangong Yan to wait a moment, and then took Gu Niang into the room.

After sealing the room with a soundproof talisman.

Ji Tong then asked with a smile: "How's the situation?"

Gu Niang spoke gravely: "Ying Wuji has already sought out Wu Wen. Although I don't know what they discussed, he must be worried about us moving the Mohist Guild's people."

"As expected!"

Ji Tong smiled: "Wu Wen has always been preoccupied with the path of the saint of Qingyi, he will surely help."

Gu Niang's eyes flashed with a murderous intent: "Should we...?"

She made a throat-slitting gesture with her hands.

...

Ji Tong smiled: "No need! His deduction technique is already greatly accomplished, ordinary experts can't touch him, let alone in the expert-filled New Kingdom Li. Moreover, this man has compassion for the world, even if his ideals differ from ours, we should not resort to killing."

Gu Niang quickly bowed: "It was my narrow-mindedness!"

Ji Tong smiled slightly: "You are devoted to me, there's no need for apologies. Wu Wen... let him be, if a mere Wu Wen can stop my plans, then it shows that my plans were never perfect to begin with!"

Gu Niang couldn't help but ask: "Are you so confident, Leader?"

Ji Tong nodded: "As long as the plan goes smoothly, Wu Yan's loyalty returns, Kingdom Chu becomes an ally, the Mohist Guild in my hands, Ying Wuji and the Bai family can be used by me!"

Gu Niang didn't know where Ji Tong's confidence came from.

Because she knew very little about many of Ji Tong's affairs.

But she didn't think about knowing.

All she needed to do was to serve Ji Tong wholeheartedly.

At least what Ji Tong said painted a very bright future for her.

She pondered for a moment before asking: "What should I do now?"

Ji Tong smiled slightly: "Inform the Zhou Emperor, the action can begin. Also, contact our people in Kingdom Li, help the Bai family grow with all our might. The stronger the Bai family's power, the smoother our plans will proceed!"

Gu Niang was somewhat puzzled: "But wouldn't that benefit Ying Wuji?"

Ji Tong smiled: "Let him benefit then, I hope he can handle it all, and not choke on it."

If there was only a Eunuch Cao, trying to completely drag down the elderly King Zhao Ji would be a fool's dream.

But with the Bai family, it was different.

The Bai family was not so easy to control.

He only hoped that Ying Wuji's ambition would grow bigger, and even bigger.

When Ying Wuji could no longer handle it.

This world would only have one winner left.

Craving for some spicy soup.