Chapter 313 Betting against Han Fei
“Boom!”

Yan Lu swung his sword, and the sword force was as surging as a big river, determined to swallow everything.

Facing Yan Lu’s sword of death, Mo Ya looked solemn and pushed forward with both hands. Thousands of crows turned into a dark wall, protecting him in front of him, trying to disrupt Yan Lu’s vision.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain in front of Yan Lu’s “Water-Breaking Sword”.

The Wall of Crows was split into two by Yan Lu, and the black crows behind the wall were also blown up by this sword, turning into… feathers all over the sky.

“A strange art that is a fusion of summoning and illusion? You do have some talent. But unfortunately, in front of my eyes, everything about you is exposed.” Yan Lu said before he finished speaking.

The sword he had just swung out continued to move forward, heading straight for somewhere behind the prison.

The Black Crow, which had just escaped with the help of the “Crow Clone Technique”, reappeared on this path.

“How is this possible? This person has actually seen through my true identity long ago and even calculated my next move!” Mo Ya was shocked beyond words at this moment.

However, he did not have time to think about it. Facing Yan Lu’s sword, Mo Ya once again summoned countless crows to block in front of him.

At the same time, he moved his body to the side, trying to avoid Yan Lu’s fatal attack.

“Shh!”

The sharp sword light whizzed over, but at the critical moment, it slightly changed direction, almost sticking to Mo Ya’s forehead, sweeping across and cutting off a strand of hair from his forehead.

“Snapped!”

After dodging the sword, Mo Ya fell to the ground in a mess, his back covered in sweat. He was almost dead.

How could there be such terrifying swordsmanship and such terrifying masters in this world!

“You are a talent to be able to integrate Qinggong, Summoning, and Illusion to such a level.”

Yan Lu sheathed the Broken Water Sword and said, “Leave the Night and join my army, or you won’t be so lucky next time.”

“You won’t kill me?” Mo Ya asked doubtfully.

“I’ll only give you three days to think about it.” Yan Lu said, “Believe me, Ji Wuye’s good days won’t last long.”

At this moment, Han Fei’s voice sounded outside the cell. Mo Ya took a last deep look at Yan Lu, then turned into a sky full of crows and disappeared.

At the same time, Han Fei, Wei Zhuang and Zi Nu also walked into the deepest cell and saw Yan Lu waiting for them.

“This is the confession recorded by Lord Anping and Lord Longquan. They both admitted that Ji Wuye was the mastermind behind the ghost soldiers’ robbery.”

Yan Lu stood up and said, “By the way, before you came, I also sent away a night assassin, but unfortunately this person was good at Qinggong, so he ran away.”

After hearing this, Wei Zhuang and Zi Nu said nothing. Han Fei smiled and said, “Brother Wei Zhuang, why don’t you introduce this little brother to me?”

“His name is Yan Lu, and he’s a…friend of mine.” Wei Zhuang said in a deep voice.

Yan Lu also came over enthusiastically and said, “You must be Mr. Han Fei, it’s nice to meet you.”

Seeing Yan Lu acting like a little adult, Han Fei said, “Seeing Master Yan, Han Fei has to believe that there are indeed young and precocious people in the world.”

Seeing Yan Lu and Han Fei chatting so well, Wei Zhuang twitched his lips and said, “Should we go back first?”

“Brother Wei is right,” Han Fei said.

In Zilan Pavilion, including Jingwei, who was holding the child, and Zhang Liang, who rushed over overnight, everyone gathered together to listen to Yan Lu’s reasoning. “You, South Korea, are rotten to the core. The so-called ghost soldiers robbing the pay is just a scam directed and performed by Ji Wuye…”

“Of course, South Korea’s biggest problem still lies with Han Wangan. If it weren’t for his indulgence of Ji Wuye, Ji Wuye wouldn’t be so arbitrary and authoritarian.”

“Mr. Xiaoyan is right, but this time is different. We have evidence that Ji Wuye stole military pay. As long as my grandfather comes forward and reports him, in public, even if His Majesty wants to protect him, he must be severely punished. We will then press on and take advantage of the victory, and we will surely eliminate this cancer of Night.” Zhang Liang said.

No one commented on Zhang Liang’s words.

After a long while, Wei Zhuang asked Zi Nu, “Is Bai Yifei coming back?”

“According to my intelligence, Marquis Xueyi will return to the capital in at most a month.” Zi Nu replied.

“It seems that it will be difficult for us to defeat Ji Wuye this time.” Wei Zhuang said.

After hearing this, Zhang Liang understood what they meant. He quickly calmed down and said, “Is this the only way to deal with it this time?”

Ji Wuye’s strength lies not only in himself, but also in the Night Organization he established with the “Four Evil Generals” as its leader.

The Blood-Cloaked Marquis, the Emerald Tiger, the Tide Witch and the Straw-Cloaked Man are respectively in charge of the military, finance, politics and espionage, and they control South Korea and dominate a region.

Among them, “Blood-robed Marquis” Bai Yifei is in charge of 100,000 troops of South Korea. If something happens to Ji Wuye at this time, Bai Yifei will use the trick of leading troops to defend the king, which will inevitably plunge South Korea into more terrible chaos.

“To deal with Ji Wuye, we need a long-term plan. The most urgent task is to find the gold hidden by Ji Wuye first.” Wei Zhuang said.

Everyone put forward their own ideas, and finally turned their eyes to Han Fei who was in a state of contemplation.

Han Fei turned his gaze to Yan Lu and said, “Yan Lu, what do you think?”

Everyone then realized that when the generals were discussing how to overthrow Ji Wuye, Yan Lu, like Han Fei, remained silent.

Yan Lu looked directly at Han Fei and asked, “Han Fei, do you want to be the king of Han?”

“What?” Han Fei didn’t expect Yan Lu to say that.

“This country is already terminally ill, and the problem is not just with Ji Wuye. The current King Han An and the Crown Prince of Han are both mediocre. Only if you become the king of Han will there be hope for this country.” Yan Lu said.

“You are right, but he is my father after all.” Han Fei said hesitantly.

“Han Fei, let’s make a bet!” Yan Lu said.

“What are you betting on?” Han Fei became interested.

“Let’s bet on whether Ji Wuye will be punished this time.” Yan Lu said, “I bet that even if we present all the evidence this time, Ji Wuye will be safe and sound.”

“This is impossible. With my grandfather around, Ji Wuye can’t cover the sky with one hand.” Zhang Liang said.

Zhang Liang’s grandfather, Zhang Kaidi, was a veteran minister of three dynasties. With his advice and solid evidence, even if Ji Wuye could not be dismissed, he could still be severely punished.

“The laws of a country can only exert their greatest power if they are in the hands of an emperor who ‘puts law first’. Our current king cannot do that. The so-called laws of the country are nothing but a joke.”

Yan Lu seemed to have seen through everything. He smiled and said, “Han Fei, what do you think? Do you dare to bet on this game?”

“Okay!” Han Fei said solemnly.

Han Fei, who just returned to his country, obviously still has illusions about his father. What Yan Lu has to do is to break Han Fei’s illusions and rebuild Korea from the ruins!
(End of this chapter)