#305 - What is the price of millions of lives? - I am the villain in the book

Yan Luo

My master once, with a single sword, slew Yan Luo.

When Wei Changtian heard Li Qi speak these two words, the first thing he thought of was what Old Zhangtou had once said.

He had suspected that Old Zhangtou was Zhang Benchu, but according to Qin Zhengqiu, the latter had already died in front of everyone.

Then he suspected that Old Zhangtou was the sword master who had killed Zhang Benchu.

But after an analysis at the time, he felt that the possibility was very small.

And now...

His pupils contracted violently, and Wei Changtian almost lost his composure, blurting out the question:

"What's the swordsman's surname?!"

"..."

Li Qi was stunned, looking at Wei Changtian with a puzzled and thoughtful expression.

However, he quickly gave the answer.

"His surname is Zhou."

"Zhou?"

"Nothing."

Wei Changtian took a deep breath and apologized with a bow: "Your Majesty, I just remembered an old friend and lost my composure. I hope you will forgive me."

"It's okay."

Li Qi waved his hand with a smile. Although he knew that Wei Changtian seemed to know some inside information, he didn't ask any further questions, but brought the topic back to the main point.

"Young Master Wei, now you should know why Tong'er asked you to come to Fengyuan."

"Since you can defeat Meng Shi with one move, you must have the power to fight against that monster."

"I just don't know if you are willing to save the lives of nearly ten million people in Fengyuan?"

"..."

Finally.

Turning his head to look at Li Qi, who had a sincere expression, Wei Changtian didn't rush to answer, but quickly calculated all the pros and cons in his mind.

Although Li Qi had put him in a very high position, as if he would be disregarding the lives of millions of people if he didn't take action.

But in reality, so many people would definitely not die.

After all, if there was really no way, Li Qi could order everyone in the city to evacuate Fengyuan before July 15th.

He might even be secretly starting this work now.

Of course, in just two months, people would probably be able to escape, but most of their belongings would definitely not be able to be moved.

And the loss of these materials was secondary. The biggest problem was where so many people would go.

After all, moving the capital was not a joke.

The selection of the capital was directly related to the fate of the country. Now was the time of the "Fengning War". If anything went wrong at this juncture, Da Feng might perish.

Even if there were no mistakes, it would definitely hurt Da Feng's vitality, let alone maintain the national war.

Therefore, from Wei Changtian's perspective, Li Qi might care about the lives of nearly ten million people in Fengyuan, but more of his concern was based on the overall national fortune of Da Feng.

As for whether he should agree...

Regardless of whether that monster was a real Yan Luo or a fake Yan Luo, it was just a "God Strike" to him, costing 500 system points.

500 system points was about the price of two Xuan-level divine weapons.

This price was not a big deal for the Da Feng royal family, and even a slightly larger aristocratic family could easily take it out.

And to be honest, he didn't really care about these 500 points, after all, he had spent nearly 1500 points to save Liang Zhen and his daughter before.

Looking at it this way, this seemed to be just a small matter that was "easy to do".

But...

You must know that the conditions put forward by the strong party in a negotiation are never measured by "what they have contributed".

Instead, they should be priced according to "what the other party will lose" if the negotiation fails.

"Your Majesty."

After thinking for a long time, Wei Changtian finally said slowly under Li Qi's gaze:

"I may be able to kill that monster."

"But I have something I want to ask Your Majesty."

"Oh?"

Li Qi nodded with a smile that was not a smile: "Young Master Wei, please ask."

"Yes."

Wei Changtian cupped his hands and lowered his head, respectfully performing another salute, and then asked calmly, as if he was bargaining with a vendor in a vegetable market:

"Your Majesty, what I want to ask is..."

"What is the value of nearly ten million lives, plus the fate of a country?"

Half an hour later, a carriage surrounded by several riders drove out of the Da Feng Imperial Palace and went straight to the Night Watchmen's Office located in the north of the city.

In the carriage, Li Wutong looked at Wei Changtian, who was silent, and couldn't help but ask after holding back for a long time:

"Hey, cough, Young Master Wei, did you agree to Father?"

"Yes, I agreed."

"Then, then what did he promise you?"

"Nothing."

Wei Changtian shook his head: "I have the world in my heart, so I decided to eliminate the monster for you free of charge."

"What?"

Obviously, this answer completely exceeded Li Wutong's expectations.

She immediately opened her mouth wide and asked blankly: "Re-really?"

Wei Changtian glanced at her: "Princess, what do you think?"

"I think..."

Li Wutong subconsciously replied: "I think someone like you definitely wouldn't do such a thing."

"Then why are you asking?"

"You!"

Li Wutong was instantly annoyed, knowing that Wei Changtian was unwilling to tell her.

But this matter might be related to her life, so after trying hard to adjust her mentality for a long time, she asked again in a small, aggrieved voice:

"Young Master Wei, can you tell me...is it related to me?"

"Yes, it is." This time, Wei Changtian answered quickly.

"Ah?"

A blush flew onto her face, and Li Wutong's small face instantly turned the color of an apple. It was unclear whether she was shy or annoyed, or both.

However, before her rich psychological activities could end, she heard Wei Changtian continue:

"The condition for me to kill this monster is to ask your father not to marry you to me."

"..."

"Wei Changtian! Who wants to marry you!!"

"You, you, you, you bullied me!! You bastard!!!"

The extremely indignant shout came from the carriage, clearly and loudly floating into the ears of several men standing at the entrance of the Night Watchmen's Office.

One of them, with a strange expression, took a step forward and whispered to the person in charge:

"Sir Pei, that's Princess's voice, right..."

"Pretend you didn't hear it!"

The man in black clothes embroidered with gold patterns straightened his face and shouted sternly:

"Young Master Wei is from the Hanging Mirror Division. When you see him later, everyone must perk up. You must not offend Young Master Wei, but also show the style of our Night Watchmen!"

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison, but someone still reminded with some worry:

"Sir, but the Princess just shouted..."

"Inexperienced!"

The man glared: "Young Master Wei and the Princess are not like you reckless men who only know how to kill!"

"It's normal for men and women to have this kind of fun!"

"Ah!"

After the man's guidance, everyone suddenly understood.

"Speaking of which, isn't this called flirting, flirting..."

"Flirting and teasing!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"So this is what flirting and teasing is!"