Chapter 284 Assassin
“do not move!”

A cold voice exploded in the King of Qin’s tent.

A cold light flashed in Han Fei’s eyes, and the slightly trembling blood in Ying Zheng’s throat began to flow.

That was the sharp blade of a dagger, close to the skin and flesh. With a little force, it could cut the throat and end life.

Ying Zheng remained motionless: “Han Fei! You are too bold.”

Han Fei was stunned.

Ying Zheng misunderstood.

But at this time, any excuses are futile.

He took a deep breath and looked at the assassin calmly.

The assassin had his face covered, his eyes were as vicious as a poisonous scorpion. He exerted a little force with the dagger in his hand, and the sharp blade had already cut through Ying Zheng’s skin. A drop of blood slowly slid down the edge of the blade.

The lights in the tent flickered, reflecting the dazzling blood light.

Ying Zheng’s guards had livid faces and raging anger in their eyes, but they did not dare to act rashly.

Han Fei analyzed the current situation.

Who is this assassin? Why did he choose to act at this time?
Is it aimed at Ying Zheng or at me?
No, Ying Zheng cannot be killed yet.

Once Ying Zheng dies here, the situation will be completely out of control.

The Qin State would use this as an excuse to send troops to the Han State, and Han Fei, regardless of whether he was involved in this matter or not, would be nailed to the pillar of shame in history.

He took a deep breath and suppressed his anxiety: “King Qin, Han Fei doesn’t know this person.”

One sentence is like a stone falling into a deep pool.

The assassin sneered: “Han Fei, do you think you can clear yourself of the matter with just one sentence?”

Ying Zheng stared at Han Fei coldly: “You don’t know him? Then why would he do it in front of you?”

Han Fei frowned and said, “King Qin, if Han Fei really meant this, why did he wait until now?”

“If Han Fei wanted to kill you, he would have had thousands of opportunities to do so. He would not have chosen to dig his own grave in the King of Qin’s tent.”

Ying Zheng’s voice gradually turned cold: “Han Fei, you’d better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise, I will kill you first.”

Han Fei’s mouth twitched slightly.

Although Ying Zheng was angry at this moment, he had not completely lost his mind.

As long as he can prove his innocence, Ying Zheng might give him a chance to defend himself.

The assassin was very angry when he saw Han Fei talking to Ying Zheng and found that Han Fei didn’t take him seriously at all.

“Stop talking nonsense, Ying Zheng, you must die today!”

Before he finished speaking, the dagger was thrust forward!
“Stop!” Han Fei shouted and jumped up instantly.

He raised the folding fan in his hand and hit the assassin’s wrist accurately.

“Ding!” The dagger was slightly deflected, leaving a bloody mark, but failed to pierce the throat.

Ying Zheng took the opportunity to lean back suddenly, and his tense body burst out with incredible strength in an instant.

He put his hands on the armrests of the chair, rolled backwards, and pushed the assassin away.

The assassin missed his attack, roared, and turned around to attack again.

But Han Fei’s folding fan had already struck like lightning, directly at the assassin’s face.

“Qiang!”

The dagger blocked horizontally, and the folding fan collided with the sharp blade.

The assassin’s arm trembled slightly, obviously surprised by Han Fei’s strength.

“Who are you!” Han Fei waved the folding fan in his hand repeatedly, each move was fierce, forcing the assassin to retreat again and again.

The guards in the tent finally reacted and drew their swords to attack. However, the assassin sneered, blocked a few attacks with his dagger, and suddenly rolled over and jumped to the top of the tent.

“Want to leave?” Han Fei snorted coldly, and the folding fan in his hand flew out and hit the assassin’s back.

The assassin dodged the fan in a flash, then disappeared into the night.

The guards rushed out of the tent, but could no longer find any trace of the assassin.

Ying Zheng stood where he was, raised his hand to cover the wound on his throat, blood seeping out from between his fingers.

“Han Fei, you’d better give me an explanation.”

Han Fei slowly walked to the dagger dropped by the assassin, bent down, and picked it up.

He frowned slightly.

This is a peculiar dagger with a tiny plum blossom engraved on the handle. The blade is extremely thin and sharp, unlike any ordinary dagger.

Plum blossom dagger?
This is the weapon of Ji Wushuang’s follower!

“King Qin, there may be another hidden story behind this matter.”

Ying Zheng stared at him coldly: “Is there something else going on? Han Fei, I only know that the assassin appeared in my tent, and you happened to be there.”

Han Fei took a deep breath and said, “Han Fei is willing to guarantee with his life that this was not done by Han Fei.”

He handed the dagger to Ying Zheng and said in a deep voice: “Has the King of Qin seen this? This is the weapon of an attendant beside Ji Wushuang. Although Han Fei does not know this person, this dagger cannot be fake.”

Ying Zheng took the dagger.

“Ji Wushuang?”

“You mean, the younger brother of Korean general Ji Wuye?”

Han Fei nodded: “That’s right. Although he is in Han, his mind is unfathomable. This time, I’m afraid he wants to kill someone with a borrowed knife and sow discord between Qin and Han.”

Ying Zheng sneered: “Han Fei, your eloquence is becoming more and more admirable.”

At the same time, in Xinzheng City.

Ji Wushuang sat in an elegant restaurant, holding up his wine glass.

Several officials from the Korean court were talking loudly.

“Master Ji, I’m afraid Han Fei won’t be able to come back this time?”

Ji Wushuang smiled faintly: “Although Han Fei is smart, his cleverness may have backfired. How can he bear the King of Qin’s temper?”

“Master Ji’s brilliant plan can be regarded as a strategy to bring peace to the world.”

“If Han Fei is punished by the King of Qin, the Kingdom of Han can cede territory and pay compensation to avoid war.”

Ji Wushuang shook his head slightly: “I am just doing my best. Everything depends on the attitude of King Qin.”

Everyone looked at each other and praised in unison: “Master Ji is indeed far-sighted, we admire him!”

Ji Wushuang snorted coldly, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

“Do you think my purpose is just to get rid of Han Fei?”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this and looked at each other.

“Is not it?”

Ji Wushuang put down the wine glass, slowly stood up and walked to the window.

“Han Fei is a senior official of the Kingdom of Han on the surface, but in reality he is the biggest hidden danger of the Kingdom of Han.”

“Do you know what Han Fei’s existence means to South Korea?”

Everyone was stunned, apparently unable to react for a moment.

Ji Wushuang turned around and said, “Han Fei is a man of extraordinary intelligence and eloquence, but his greatest weakness is that he is too idealistic.”

“Idealized?”

Ji Wushuang smiled coldly: “Yes, his so-called self-strengthening strategy sounds high-sounding, but in fact it is nothing but a foolish dream.”

“South Korea is now in a precarious situation, with national strength weakened, internal and external troubles, and even its territory is difficult to preserve. He is delusionally thinking that he can turn the tide with his own strength. This is simply a fantasy.”

“If we really follow his ideas, not only will it fail to make South Korea stronger, but it will lead to our complete destruction.”

Everyone suddenly understood and nodded.

“Master Ji is absolutely right! Han Fei’s ideas do sound appealing, but if you think about it carefully, they are totally unrealistic.”

“What South Korea needs most today is not self-reliance, but a chance to survive.”

“Han Fei has repeatedly provoked the Qin State. If he offends the King of Qin today, I’m afraid the entire Han State will be buried with him.” When everyone heard this, they finally understood Ji Wushuang’s true intention.

“Lord Ji, if Han Fei really died at the hands of the King of Qin, would the State of Qin use this as an excuse to attack the State of Han?”

Ji Wushuang sneered: “If Han Fei dies, there must be a suitable reason.”

“An assassin assassinated the King of Qin. This is a major event. The Qin State will certainly be furious. But as long as we push the responsibility away, even if the Qin State wants to make trouble, it will not be able to find a suitable excuse.”

“But if the King of Qin sees through our plan, wouldn’t it be even more dangerous?”

Ji Wushuang smiled and said, “If the King of Qin kills Han Fei, it will eliminate a hidden danger for the Kingdom of Han. If Han Fei survives by chance, he will never be able to turn things around.”

“Do you think I did this for personal gain?”

Everyone was stunned and didn’t know how to answer.

Ji Wushuang said coldly: “Everything I did was for South Korea.”

“Han Fei is the cancer of South Korea.”

“Only by getting rid of him can South Korea truly be stable.”

“As long as Han Fei is alive, South Korea will be in danger.”

“I know this better than any of you.”

At the same time, inside the Qin King’s tent.

Ying Zheng stared at Han Fei coldly. Although the wound in his throat was not deep, blood was still flowing slowly.

“Han Fei, I’ll ask you again, is this assassin your man?”

Han Fei stood up straight and said, “King Qin, I guarantee with my life that this was not done by me.”

Ying Zheng snorted coldly: “Do you think I will believe you?”

Han Fei took a deep breath and said, “If the King of Qin doesn’t believe it, Han Fei can do nothing about it.”

“But Han Fei can assure the King of Qin that if this matter is really related to Han Fei, Han Fei is willing to pay with his life.”

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes.

He did not completely trust Han Fei, but there was something indescribable about Han Fei’s attitude.

“Li Si,” Ying Zheng turned and looked at the counselor behind him.

“What do you think?”

Li Si pondered for a moment and said in a low voice: “Your Majesty, although Han Fei’s attitude is firm, there are still many doubts about this matter.”

“I think we can spare his life for now and make a decision after finding out the truth.”

Ying Zheng smiled coldly: “Find out the truth? What if the truth can’t be found out?”

Han Fei suddenly raised his head when he heard this.

“King Qin, if Han Fei really has nothing to do with this matter, Han Fei hopes that King Qin can give Han a fair go.”

Ying Zheng said coldly: “Fairness? Han Fei, do you think you are qualified to ask for justice from me?”

Han Fei smiled and said, “If the King of Qin doesn’t give me justice, Han Fei has nothing to say.”

“But if the King of Qin wants to unify the world, he must let the people of the world see that the Qin State is not only iron-blooded, but also righteous.”

Qin army camp outside Xinzheng city.

Han Fei was imprisoned in a dungeon behind the camp. The surroundings were damp and cold, and the rust from the iron chains had left indelible marks on the walls.

Han Fei sat on a stone bench in the middle of the cell, his hands bound with heavy iron chains, his gorgeous clothes already covered in dust.

“Squeak!!!”

The iron door of the dungeon was pushed open.

Several Qin army guards held long spears and stood on both sides.

Ying Zheng’s figure slowly appeared at the door.

He was wearing a black robe with gold thread on the cuffs and collar.

Han Fei looked up and met Ying Zheng’s gaze.

Ying Zheng walked slowly to Han Fei and looked down at him: “Han Fei, I gave you a chance, but you disappointed me.”

Han Fei still sat on the stone bench and smiled slightly: “I don’t quite understand what the King of Qin said.”

Ying Zheng snorted coldly: “The assassin assassinated me, and when you were talking to me, you said it had nothing to do with you.”

“Han Fei, do you think I am a three-year-old child, or do you think you can get away with it with your ability to debate?”

Han Fei raised his head and looked directly at Ying Zheng: “The King of Qin is a wise ruler. Han Fei dare not deceive him. Han Fei really has no knowledge of the assassination. Han Fei can guarantee this with his life.”

Ying Zheng stared into Han Fei’s eyes, as if trying to find a hint of panic in them.

But Han Fei remained calm. To him, the King of Qin was just an ordinary questioner.

Ying Zheng was silent for a moment: “Han Fei, do you know why I didn’t kill you directly?”

Han Fei smiled and said, “Because the King of Qin knows that killing Han Fei will not solve the problem.”

Ying Zheng heard this and said: “You are so confident, Han Fei. Do you think I have kept you until now because you are still useful?”

Han Fei shook his head: “Han Fei just thinks that the King of Qin doesn’t need to be so eager to kill people.”

“After all, the assassination has not yet been investigated. If the King of Qin kills innocent people in a fit of anger, it may make people think that Qin is extreme and it will be difficult to convince the public.”

Ying Zheng’s face darkened slightly: “Submit others? Han Fei, who do you think I need to submit to?”

Han Fei looked up at Ying Zheng and said, “If the King of Qin wants to unify the world, he needs not only blood and iron, but also the hearts of the people.”

“If Qin relied solely on military force to conquer the world, it might be able to achieve temporary victory, but it might not be able to achieve long-term rule.”

“And if all the people in the world are won over by the King of Qin’s tolerance, then the Qin State will be truly invincible.”

After a moment, Ying Zheng suddenly chuckled: “Han Fei, your words are indeed more powerful than your methods.”

“But I’m very curious, do you really think that I will let you go just by saying a few nice words?”

Han Fei smiled slightly: “Han Fei never expected to get out of this situation by words.”

“Han Fei only wants the King of Qin to understand that killing Han Fei will not benefit the Qin State.”

Ying Zheng snorted coldly: “If I kill you, I can at least prove one thing: the majesty of the Qin State cannot be challenged.”

Han Fei shook his head: “If the King of Qin kills Han Fei, the real murderer will go unpunished.”

“Although Han Fei is not very talented and knowledgeable, if he can help the King of Qin find the assassin, he may be able to relieve the worries of the Qin State.”

Ying Zheng’s expression gradually turned cold.

“Han Fei, I’ll ask you again, is this assassin related to you?”

Han Fei raised his eyes and looked at Ying Zheng: “Han Fei can swear on his life that this matter has nothing to do with Han Fei.”

Ying Zheng looked at him coldly, and after a moment he suddenly sneered: “Han Fei, do you think I would believe in something like an oath?”

Han Fei smiled and said, “It doesn’t matter whether the King of Qin believes in my oath or not.”

“What’s important is whether the King of Qin is willing to trust his own judgment.”

Ying Zheng was touched by these words.

“What a good person who trusts his own judgment.”

“Han Fei, your cleverness may fool others, but it is not so easy to fool me.”

He turned around and looked at the guards at the door: “Lock him up. I want to see how long this Master Han Fei can hold out.”

The guard took the order and stepped forward.

Han Fei smiled and said, “King Qin, Han Fei is willing to accept any review, but Han Fei has something to say that I hope King Qin will remember.”

Ying Zheng stopped and said, “Speak.”

Han Fei said: “If the King of Qin kills Han Fei, it can only solve the current problem, but cannot solve the hidden dangers in the future.”

“Although Han Fei is not talented, he is willing to share the worries of the King of Qin.”

Ying Zheng snorted coldly: “I will consider your words, but before that, you’d better pray that your innocence can last for a long time.”

After that, he turned and left.

(End of this chapter)