#963 - Battle Royale

Undoubtedly, Li Zimu's worries were not without reason.

With the information of the thirteen Sons of Heaven leaked, these thirteen people, or rather the ten living ones plus Wei Changtian, were destined to be caught in an unprecedented "battle royale".

However, due to Wei Changtian's notorious reputation, even if it couldn't be said that everyone knew him, at least within the neighboring countries, he was a "household name", so it was unlikely that many people would dare to seek their own death.

Therefore, the other ten scattered throughout the land were undoubtedly better targets for assassination.

Then, it was easy to imagine how dangerous Tang Chen's situation was.

"I know you're worried about his safety."

Wei Changtian glanced at Li Zimu and shook his head regretfully.

"It's just that he's far away in Dajue, and there's really nothing we can do to help."

"However, he is no ordinary person, and his methods are also quite remarkable, so . . ."

"Alas, I hope he can survive."

Wei Changtian was not Li Zimu, so naturally he wouldn't care too much about Tang Chen's affairs. Therefore, after saying a few words, he shifted the topic back to his own group.

"Let's not talk about him. Let's continue discussing how we should deal with the situation ahead."

"Young Master Xu, what do you think?"

" . . ."

On the empty official road, the carriage sped past, raising dust that filled the air and then slowly settled.

From noon until near dusk, a full two hours later, the carriage stopped beside a deserted post station. The people in the carriage got out to rest.

Due to the rapid journey just now, Wei Changtian and the others had caught up with the main force of the rebel army. At this time, outside the post station, there were densely packed black-armored soldiers marching with their heads down. The forest of spear tips reflected a little cold light in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Over the past two hours, after everyone's discussion, Wei Changtian had roughly determined the principles for dealing with this "turbulent world".

In fact, there were not many paths in front of him, or rather all the Sons of Heaven. There were basically only two.

Either hide and live in a wretched existence.

Or band together for warmth, or join a trustworthy powerful force.

For people like Tang Chen, the former was undoubtedly a better choice.

After all, considering their identity as Sons of Heaven, it was highly likely that they would not find anyone worthy of trust.

But for Wei Changtian, he couldn't hide, nor could he hide.

Therefore, all he could do was "respond to all changes with constancy" and confront them head-on.

He even had to tell everyone who attempted to kill him and seize his fortune through some means—

Dare to come, and you must die.

To put it bluntly, Wei Changtian not only wouldn't hide, but would instead take this opportunity to completely "make his name" known.

The reason for choosing this was partly out of helplessness, and partly because it was Wei Changtian's own intention.

Because he always felt that the real purpose of the person behind the scenes was to make himself a "target of public criticism".

Since all this was irreversible, then I might as well become this "target".

And when everyone dared not shoot arrows at this "target", the one who still dared to draw the bow was undoubtedly his ultimate enemy.

"Young Master, a letter from the Weiyang Palace."

Two quarters of an hour later, in the front hall of the post station.

Hot water was boiling in the empty room. The post station attendants who originally lived here had probably run off to who knows where to avoid the war, so Li Zimu and Yang Liushi had to personally boil water and make tea.

Wei Changtian sat at a wooden table, with Xu Quan and Xu Suisui beside him.

The three of them were talking, but Zhang San, who suddenly ran in from outside the house, temporarily stopped their conversation.

The letter was from Ning Yu Ke, and the content was nothing more than asking whether the matter of the Son of Heaven was true, and what to do next.

Wei Changtian had already received several similar secret letters from Wei Xianzhis, Liang Zhen, Ning Wenjun, and others.

It seemed that everyone had received the news and immediately contacted him.

Wei Changtian was not surprised at all, and didn't explain much. He mostly admitted that the Son of Heaven thing was true, and only said that he had made arrangements for the rest.

In addition to these, it seemed to prove how fast the situation was developing. A quarter of an hour ago, he and Xu Suisui had also received news from Jiuzhen Sect and Fengyuan, respectively.

The news from Jiuzhen Sect was sent back by the four high-ranking experts of the Upper Third Rank, saying that a sudden chaos had occurred in the sect. Several elders had joined forces to launch an attack in an attempt to kill Huo Tianyang, but the latter had escaped and was now missing.

The news from Fengyuan was sent by Shen Ran, saying that someone was already watching outside his residence, and he had decided to find a place to hide temporarily.

Undoubtedly, the above signs showed that everyone was not as patient as imagined, and many people had already begun to act, fearing that they would miss such a great opportunity if they were late.

It's just that these people didn't think about it. How could the Sons of Heaven be killed so easily by them?

Taking a step back, even if they could be killed, how would they protect themselves after seizing the Heavenly Dao's Qi Luck?

"Okay, just reply in the same way as the previous letters."

Wei Changtian waved his hand, gave an order, and then asked, "Have you found out where the news came from?"

"Not yet."

Zhang San put away the secret letter and replied truthfully in a deep voice: "The Tianji Pavilion in Daning was the first to reveal this matter. The Xuanjing Division has sent people to the Tianji Pavilion, but the results have not yet been found."

"However, based on the current situation, even if we can find the intelligence support from the Tianji Pavilion, it is likely not the initial leaker."

"Well, keep investigating. Also, let the scouts who are going to the White Horse Temple set off earlier."

"Understood, Young Master."

" . . ."

After responding, Zhang San quickly turned and left.

Wei Changtian then chatted with Xu Suisui and Xu Quan for a while, and then got up and walked out of the post station.

The setting sun glowed, old trees with crows, and shadows of flying geese.

Standing at the entrance of the post station, Wei Changtian had no expression on his face as he watched the army passing by in front of him.

Because the army was not allowed to communicate with the outside world, these soldiers did not yet know what had happened.

But sooner or later, it would reach their ears.

I wonder what kind of reaction these people would have when they saw him again. Would anyone want to "take a gamble"?

Alas.

Wei Changtian looked up at the setting sun, half of which had disappeared into the horizon, and sighed in his heart.

"Husband . . ."

Suddenly, Yang Liushi's slightly worried voice sounded beside him: "The tea is ready, come inside and have some."

"Mm."

Wei Changtian nodded, smiled at Yang Liushi, and turned to go back into the house.

However, just as he was about to step over the threshold, he turned his head and glanced back, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Husband, what are you looking at?"

"Nothing."

Wei Changtian withdrew his gaze and muttered to himself softly.

"I wonder how Chu Xianping is doing over there."

"It would be great if he was still here."