Chapter 189

They felt that Young Master Fusu, who looked gentle as jade at this moment, had an extremely captivating sense of oppression in his gaze.

Everyone who met Fusu's gaze at this moment felt a tremor in their hearts.

"Please rest assured, Young Master Fusu, this matter will absolutely not be spread."

"I, Wang Jian, give you my word here: if this matter leaks out, there will be no need for Young Master Fusu to act; I, Wang Jian, will personally deal with the person responsible."

Wang Jian knelt directly before Young Master Fusu's bed and spoke in a deep voice.

As the commander-in-chief of the army, the moment he knelt, the others immediately knelt behind him.

Fusu did not have Wang Jian rise immediately at this time.

Instead, he stared fixedly at Wang Jian with his deep, profound eyes, as if judging the reliability of his words.

"You may all withdraw."

At this moment, Young Master Fusu finally possessed a trace of Ying Zheng's imposing aura.

Everyone withdrew from Young Master Fusu's tent.

Only Zhang Liang remained where he was.

His condition was much better than Young Master Fusu's.

His internal energy was profound, and he could currently use it to suppress the poison.

Therefore, the poison was basically concentrated in his back and would not spread throughout his entire body.

However, this was ultimately not a long-term solution.

Once he engaged in a fight with someone, the poison would immediately spread throughout his entire body.

Thus, Zhang Liang was currently like a cripple.

"We must return to Xianyang City immediately."

"If we continue to stay outside, I fear we will encounter that same group of people again."

Zhang Liang said in a deep voice.

The news that Young Master Fusu was not dead would likely spread immediately.

And those who had attacked them before would also receive the news at the first opportunity.

Now both of them are poisoned, and he has no way to take action at all.

if that group of people came again, I fear they would truly die out here.

The best solution was to return to Xianyang City immediately.

The influence of the Confucian school was mostly concentrated in Xianyang City.

Once back in Xianyang City, no one would dare to attack them again.

After all, although Ying Zheng's health was failing day by day,

his deterrent power still existed.

Some petty scoundrels would not dare to make a move within Xianyang City.

Fusu now understood this logic as well.

However, he did not want to return to Xianyang City immediately.

"Zhang Liang, you should know that Father has been investigating the truth of what happened five years ago."

"And the main purpose of Father investigating this matter is for him."

Fusu suddenly spoke up.

Zhang Liang naturally knew who the "him" Fusu referred to was.

Young Master Mo.

The young war god and young guardian of the entire Great Qin.

Such an outstanding person had died on the battlefield five years ago.

"There were definitely many people involved in what happened five years ago."

"Yet because Father was deceived by those people, he has not been able to clearly investigate who was involved for five years."

"Now that this group of people has attacked me, is it because they want the events of five years ago to happen again?"

When he reached the end, the aura around Fusu changed completely.

He became more steady and more unfathomable.

"Young Master, you..."

Zhang Liang seemed to have guessed what Young Master Fusu wanted to say.

"If there is no way to resolve this poison, I only have three months left."

"Even if we return to Xianyang City, we can only linger on for three months."

"This is not what I want."

Fusu raised his head, his eyes exceptionally bright.

There was no fear or panic regarding his impending death in his eyes.

"I hope to do one more thing for him and clear his name."

Fusu continued.

"Young Master, but Young Master Mo is already dead."

"Even if you use yourself as bait to lure out the mastermind from back then,"

"Young Master Mo is already dead and cannot be brought back to life."

Zhang Liang felt it was not worth it.

"Zhang Liang, you don't understand."

"Born into our family, there is simply no such thing as family affection."

"But he made me understand what it means to have a relative."

"If I truly die in this matter, it can be considered dying without regrets."

"It is just a pity."

Having said this, Fusu sighed deeply.

It was a pity that after he died, the entire Great Qin would be handed over to Huhai.

And with Huhai's ability, there was no way to make the entire Great Qin flourish.

Perhaps the entire Great Qin would perish completely in Huhai's hands.

While the two were talking, they did not notice that a figure had been hiding outside the tent.

It was not until the tent fell into silence that this figure slowly left.

………

"Young Master Fusu only has three months of life left."

Lu Li said.

Ying Mo's brows furrowed.

"What is the reason?"

Had he not sent Lu Bing personally to protect Fusu? Why did Fusu only have three months of life left?

"That group of people in the shadows brought out an extremely terrifying weapon."

"When this weapon erupts, it fires thousands of silver needles as thin as ox hair."

"To dodge these silver needles, Lu Bing increased his distance from Fusu."

"This led to Fusu's feet being struck by several silver needles."

"The poison on these silver needles is extremely tyrannical; as of now, there is no cure."

Lu Li said.

On the very day Lu Bing returned, he had described the situation of that day in full.

"Describe that weapon in detail."

Ying Mo's interest was piqued by this weapon.

"Lu Bing did not see it clearly; the person just threw it into the air, and countless silver needles immediately flew out."

"The speed is extremely fast; if one's strength is insufficient, they would likely lose their life on the spot under the silver needles."

As Lu Li spoke, she imagined the scene in her mind.

After imagining it, she couldn't help but shiver.

"Young Master, this kind of weapon is extremely terrifying."

— Author's Notes —

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