A Small Character (2)

Fu Yuanhe wanted to say more, but He Shao, already somewhat impatient, said, "What needs to be said, I have already made very clear.

Fu Yuanhe, if you still persist in your obsession, then I cannot protect you either.

In this world, those willing to take risks for benefits are not few. When the time comes and you lose your life for the treasure, do not blame me for not warning you."

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in He Shao's eyes, and his entire aura became somewhat cold.

"What you say is too complicated; I need to think it over carefully," Fu Yuanhe frowned and spoke.

"Hmph." He Shao flicked his sleeve and snorted coldly. "It seems I have put my warm face against your cold buttocks.

Good words cannot persuade a person destined to die, and compassion does not save those who destroy themselves.

Take care of yourself."

With that, He Shao stood up and walked out. Before leaving, he intentionally or unintentionally glanced at that first-generation Hongyan mystic treasure.

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At the Jiangdu Heavenly Palace, He Qing looked at He Shao with a somewhat unsightly expression and asked in a low voice, "Brother Shao, did Fu Yuanhe refuse?"

"Hmph, ungrateful wretch!" He Shao said coldly. "Brother Qing, in that case, find a few rebels to frighten Fu Yuanhe a bit, and then I will step forward to save him."

"Brother Shao, why don't we directly frame Fu Yuanhe as a rebel?" He Qing made a throat-slitting gesture and said in a low voice.

Fu Yuanhe had already been expelled from the Heavenly Palace. As long as they framed him with the crime of colluding with rebels, wouldn't they be able to deal with him however they pleased?

"You don't understand these Mystic Masters," He Shao said coldly. "These people sometimes have extremely stubborn tempers; the more they are coerced, the more they resist.

Fu Yuanhe has some capability, and I am still counting on him to continue researching the Hongyan mystic treasure series for me in the future."

"Alright then," He Qing nodded and said.

Finding a few rebels to act out a play was not a big problem for him.

"Right, that disciple of Fu Yuanhe—kill him," He Shao remembered something and said casually.

"Kill Xu Lu?" He Qing was stunned. "There's no need, is there? I already told him not to speak carelessly."

"Regarding the Hongyan mystic treasure series, the fewer people who know, the better. Only a dead mouth is the tightest," He Shao said indifferently. "Killing him can also put some pressure on Fu Yuanhe.

Killing the chicken to warn the monkey."

Xu Lu was merely a small character. Killing him was just killing him; for He Shao, there was absolutely no hesitation.

"This—" He Qing hesitated slightly.

"Is there a problem?" He Shao said, somewhat displeased.

"No, but this Xu Lu has some connections with the Bohai Marquis Manor and the City Lord's Manor," He Qing said. "Furthermore, he has a bit of a reputation in Jiangdu City."

"So what?" He Shao snorted coldly. "Without cultivating secret arts, they are ultimately ants.

Do I still need to teach you this kind of thing?

Does a rebel need a reason to kill?"

"I understand," He Qing sighed in his heart and said.

In truth, his impression of Xu Lu was not bad. He was a very sensible person who always showed him great respect.

But there was nothing to be done; who told him to get involved with Fu Yuanhe.

He could only arrange for a rebel to pretend to murder and rob him, killing him.

"Take advantage of Luo Jingqi and Xiang Shenglong's absence to get this done quickly," He Shao instructed. "If they find out about the first-generation Hongyan mystic treasure, things will become somewhat troublesome."

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"Eldest Young Master, regarding the mystic treasure matter I told you about before, you didn't tell anyone else, did you?"

Xu Lu pulled Tao Liuliu out of the brothel and spoke in a low voice.

"No, why?" Tao Liuliu said with a hint of drunkenness.

"It's good that you didn't. Act as if you know nothing about this matter, and absolutely do not mention it to anyone else.

Furthermore, you must pretend to be ignorant yourself!" Xu Lu said in a low voice. "The people of the Heavenly Palace have already approached me. If they find out that you know about the mystic treasure, I'm afraid there will be some trouble."

"So it's just this," Tao Liuliu said nonchalantly. "Rest assured, my mouth is very tight. I know the temperament of those Heavenly Palace people better than you do; I won't seek trouble for myself."

"Old Lu, it's rare for you to come. Let's go, your brother will take you to broaden your horizons." Tao Liuliu smiled wickedly. "Let me tell you, the girls of Lanling Ward are truly enchanting."

"Another time," Xu Lu was somewhat tempted, but still refused. "I still have things to do, so I will take my leave first."

He broke free from Tao Liuliu's hand and walked straight forward with firm resolve. He was afraid that if he walked slowly, he would be unwilling to leave.

Crash!

Xu Lu was walking in a hurry and accidentally bumped into a person.

"Sorry," Xu Lu said hurriedly.

"No matter."

The other party wore a hooded cloak, the hood covering their head so their face could not be seen clearly. They responded in a hoarse voice and then quickly walked away.

Xu Lu scratched his head, continuing to walk forward without minding.

Regarding Heavenly Official He Qing suddenly coming to find him, he felt that something was not right and wanted to find Fu Yuanhe to discuss it.

After taking just two steps, Xu Lu suddenly stopped.

The next moment, he returned to normal and continued to walk straight forward.

After leaving Lanling Ward, Xu Lu went to a quiet alley, opened his hand, and revealed a small paper ball in his palm.

Just now, when that person bumped into him, they took the opportunity to stuff a paper ball into his chest. At that time, he had things on his mind, so he had actually failed to notice the other party's movement.

"Who is it?"

Xu Lu opened the paper ball.

On the paper were drawn two small figures, one of whom was stabbing a saber into the other's body from behind.

In the distance, a mountain was drawn.

"What on earth is this?"

Xu Lu frowned. One person assassinating another?

What did this mountain mean?

"No, mountain? Shan Yuan?"

A spark of inspiration flashed in Xu Lu's mind. "Zhang Yuanshan?!"

He suddenly remembered an old friend!

Zhang Yuanshan, Zhang Shitou!

He was the earliest friend Xu Lu had interacted with after arriving in this world.

Zhang Yuanshan had been selected as a candidate Lishi, and was later seemingly arranged to act as an undercover agent.

Xu Lu had not heard from him for a very long time.

"Shitou is illiterate, so he wanted to use a drawing to tell me something?"

Thinking of this, Xu Lu became even more certain that the person who had secretly given him the paper ball was Zhang Yuanshan.

"One person killing another... Could it be that Shitou has to kill someone?

No, if he had to kill someone, there would be no need to tell me."

Xu Lu pondered, "Unless this matter is related to me. Someone wants to kill me?"

An idea popped into Xu Lu's mind.

"No way, right?"

He frowned and thought, "Shitou was seemingly sent into the rebel faction as an undercover agent. Could it be that he found out a rebel wants to kill me, so he secretly sent me a message?

But I have never offended any rebels, why would a rebel want to kill me?"

His first reaction was that his identity as Bai Zhantang had been exposed.

But thinking about it, it was not very likely. If a rebel had truly discovered he was Bai Zhantang, they shouldn't want to kill him, but rather capture him to interrogate him for information about Yujing Mountain.

"This matter has no beginning or end, is this really what it means?" Xu Lu frowned.

Such an abstract drawing was entirely his own speculation; whether it was as he thought, he had no way to confirm.

"Whatever, I will just assume someone wants to kill me."

Xu Lu thought for a moment. A flame flashed on his hand, burning the paper ball to ashes.

The Great Sun Fist Art was not great for hitting people, but it was excellent for lighting fires.

"If someone truly wants to kill me, how should I defend myself?" Xu Lu pondered.

Previously, when he was kidnapped alongside Fu Yuanhe, Xu Lu had discovered his own weakness.

The secret arts he cultivated, except for the Great Sun Fist Art, were all auxiliary. What he lacked was offensive means.

If he truly fought with someone, except for running away, he had no powerful means to defeat the enemy.

His only offensive secret art, the Great Sun Fist Art, was somewhat low-grade.

"Fu Yuanhe's Flying Sand and Rolling Stones and Quicksand secret arts are very good, but currently he cannot teach me."

While pondering, Xu Lu walked quickly toward Bao An Hall. The sudden sense of crisis made him eager to elevate his own strength.

"It is also a good time to elevate my spiritual energy cultivation base once more, and then cultivate an offensive secret art. Even if someone truly wants to kill me, I won't be completely defenseless."