As long as the Wei King is willing to help, we can get close to it, and then... with everyone’s joint effort, we can finish the task in one go and eliminate the chief culprit that harms the Human Race.
But if the Wei King openly helps while secretly... has already become the Fox Grandmother’s dog, then our group is doomed.
If we die along the way, it doesn’t matter.
After all, your uncle never intended to break through the Crimson Palace Realm.
To do something worthwhile and without regret in this mere hundred-year life is enough.
But I’m just afraid of dying without accomplishing our mission.
However, Shirong, do you think... is it possible the Wei King made this move to gain the Fox Grandmother’s trust?"
Fu Shirong shook his head coldly and said, "You didn’t see how ecstatic he was after killing the Second Prince; if you had seen it, you wouldn’t think this way."
Fu Baoniu sighed, "You can know someone’s face but not their mind; it seems we need to plan longer..."
Fu Shirong’s expression changed, and he said, "It’s unnecessary. He wants to lure the enemy into the trap and capture us all in one go. So why not turn his trap on its head? I’ll return to the Imperial Capital to feign betrayal..."
"Will this actually work?" A white-bearded elder of the Fu family asked, leaning on his cane.
Fu Shirong said bitterly, "After escaping from the Imperial Palace, I was mistakenly captured by the Puppet Sect and was taken by a Demon Sect disciple to be a Furnace. Thus, my mindset changed, and I realized that power is everything, intending to co-create a Divine Dynasty sheltered by great power with him."
The Empress raised her neck high and straightforwardly spoke of "being used as a Furnace," with a demeanor that seemed resigned to death.
The Fu family fell into silence.
After a while, an elder in the clan sighed, "That truly was hard on you."
After saying these, they remembered the person who returned with the Empress.
A plain man with a scar on his face.
They all knew if Fu Shirong was captured by the Puppet Sect, she couldn’t escape on her own.
It seemed that the man was the one who rescued the Empress.
Fu Shirong, sensing something, said directly, "His name is Hua Rong, from Western Shu Celestial Cloud City... He has a complicated past, but thanks to him, I was able to escape."
"Western Shu Celestial Cloud City, Hua Rong?" an elder muttered, "That’s easy; your second grandfather is on his way back from attempting to assassinate the Fox Grandmother, and with him are experts from Nanwu Sword Sect. It is said that Nanwu Sword Sect has connected many forces everywhere, leaving Communication Stones behind, and this Cloud City happens to be one of them. It will be clear upon investigation."
Fu Shirong nodded and then hesitated a bit before returning to discuss with Hua Rong, then explained his background and experiences clearly to the Fu family elders.
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...
Two days later...
"Hua Rong! Do you have news of him?"
The cold-as-ice Crowned Queen of Cloud City surprisingly sounded a bit excited, listening to the voices on the other side of the Communication Stone, responding one by one.
"Yes."
"Yes."
"That’s right."
"Unusual?" Hua Linglong pondered a moment, her thoughts leaping over the name "Tai Yi" and then she said, "No, he’s just an extraordinarily talented martial artist."
After another round of conversation, Hua Linglong put down the Communication Stone and gently exhaled.
Being able to hear news of that man again was truly wonderful.
However, having lived with that man day and night, she could feel a hard-to-describe mystery surrounding him.
There was no evidence, just pure intuition.
Yet she wasn’t some "woman seeking a husband," and besides, that man never admitted he was her husband.
Thus, everyone went about their own business.
...
...
The next day...
The sound of carriage wheel axle slowly settled.
The elderly driver lifted his sleepy eyes, pulling the reins to stop the carriage in front of Fu Mansion.
The person on the carriage was dressed in a white robe, brushed aside the curtain, and alighted from the horse.
In front of Fu Mansion, many people were already waiting.
Seeing the arrival, they all saluted, shouting, "Sir Su San, it’s an honor to have you here; we’ve failed to welcome you adequately, forgive us."
The white-robed man smiled and said, "I just paid a grand visit last month, and now I come again. Aren’t you tired of me?"
Everyone laughed heartily.
The two were Zhao Sisan and Wang Siwu, who previously went to Cloud City to hunt down the "Puppet Sect remnants."
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