Chapter 307: The Zhao Brothers in Action

Guangyi, it's so late—what matter is so urgent?

Zhao Kuangyin stopped his steps, turned around, and the moonlight shone on his resolute face.

Elder brother, don't you think that now is the perfect opportunity for our Nightkill Army to rise up?

Zhao Guangyi took a deep breath, lowered his voice, and said.

Guangyi, what do you mean by that?

Zhao Kuangyin, hearing this, slightly furrowed his brows.

Elder brother, think about it.

Now that the Night King has destroyed the Purple Cloud Dao Sect, it is a time when his prestige is greatly shaken.

And the imperial court dares to be angry but dare not speak out against the Night King's actions.

Zhao Kuangyin, after hearing, fell silent for a moment.

Zhao Fengyun, hearing this, furrowed his brows tightly.

Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Guangyi exchanged a glance, after which Zhao Kuangyin spoke.

And your lord's concerns are too many, and he is too sentimental, unwilling to draw swords against former friends.

It's so late—what important matter brings you two brothers to see me?

Zhao Fengyun has not yet retired to bed; he is alone in the study, deep in thought.

Now, we can only lend the lord a hand; later, any infamy will be borne by us.

What does that mean?

Zhao Kuangyin stared at Zhao Guangyi, then lowered his head and slowly said, "We need to first go consult our father."

However, he also clearly knew that this was an opportunity that could change their fate.

After the two had agreed, they took advantage of the night and quietly arrived at Zhao Fengyun's mansion.

Father, the Night King has now destroyed the Purple Cloud Dao Sect, and his prestige is greatly shaken.

Father, we believe that now is the best time to assist the Night King in rising up.

And the imperial court dares to be angry but dare not speak out about this.

He knew Zhao Guangyi made sense, but this matter is no small thing—once failed, it would be irredeemable.

Zhao Fengyun asked in a deep voice.

Zhao Guangyi glanced left and right, then spoke urgently.

If we don't rise up now, when will we?

This matter requires long-term planning.

Hearing the knock on the door, he raised his head and saw Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Guangyi standing outside.

Why not seize this opportunity to take the lead in assisting the lord's uprising?

That way, we too can get a share of the profits from this uprising.

Zhao Guangyi spoke urgently.

Zhao Fengyun, after hearing, remained silent for a long time.

He knew his two adopted sons were ambitious, but this matter indeed carries great risk.

However, he also clearly knew that this was an opportunity that could change their fate.

If successful, they could break free from their current constraints and gain greater power and status.

Have you ever considered the consequences of failure?

Zhao Fengyun asked in a deep voice.

Father, we have naturally considered it.

But everything involves risk. If we can successfully compel the Night King to rise up, then our future prospects will be limitless. Even if we fail, we have already prepared for the worst.

Zhao Kuangyin's eyes gleamed with determination as he spoke firmly.

The structure of the Nightkill Army has long been set.

Just like Su Ye's situation.

No matter how capable Zhao Kuangyin is, it's still one radish per hole.

The high ranks of the Nightkill Army have no spare positions left for the two brothers.

Under these circumstances, Zhao Kuangyin still wants to advance further.

Then the only way is to expand the sources!

Create more positions!

Zhao Fengyun looked at the two young adopted sons before him, and at the blazing ambition in their eyes.

He knew he could no longer bind them as he had in the past.

But.

Since you have already decided, then I will support you.

But you must remember, once you set foot on this path, there is no turning back.

Zhao Fengyun fell silent for a moment, then finally nodded.

As a senior general of the Nightkill Army.

And he too longs to advance further.

Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Guangyi, hearing this, showed a hint of joy on their faces.

With Zhao Yingjun's agreement and support, Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Guangyi began to prepare for the uprising in earnest.

They secretly contacted other officers and strategists in the Night King's mansion to discuss the uprising plan and strategy.

At the same time, they began gathering yellow robes and corresponding equipment everywhere.

The night was as dark as ink, the moon hung high in the sky, and silver light flowed and shone.

Inside the Night King Manor, although it was deep night, the lights remained bright, and silhouettes moved to and fro.

The Night King was alone in his study, lost in thought, completely unaware of the commotion outside the manor.

Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Guangyi, dressed in black, took advantage of the darkness and silently approached the Night King's study.

Each held a yellow robe they had carefully prepared—a brocade robe embroidered with gold thread in dragon and phoenix patterns that glittered with brilliant golden light in the lamplight, appearing extraordinarily magnificent.

The two exchanged a glance; Zhao Kuangyin gave a slight nod, and Zhao Guangyi gently pushed open the study's door.

Inside the study, the Night King had his back to them, immersed in his thoughts, utterly unaware of their arrival.

Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Guangyi tiptoed into the study, each step taken with utmost care, fearing to disturb the Night King.

They came behind the Night King, and Zhao Kuangyin let out a soft cough.

Only then did the Night King come to his senses, turn around, and see the two of them.

"My lord!"

Zhao Kuangyin shouted in a deep voice, his tone revealing determination and decisiveness.

The Night King raised his head, saw the two in black robes as dark as ink holding yellow robes, and his heart jumped in surprise.

He sprang to his feet, staring at them in astonishment, as if unable to believe what he saw.

"What do you mean by this?"

The Night King's voice trembled slightly, clearly startled by this sudden turn of events.

Zhao Kuangyin took a deep breath, stepped forward slowly, and unfolded the yellow robe before the Night King.

The yellow robe was embroidered with exquisite dragon patterns, its gold threads flashing, dazzling to the eye.

"My lord, the Great Qian realm is in great turmoil, and the people cannot make a living."

"We believe Your Lordship possesses the talent to govern the world and should therefore step forward to save the masses."

"We have come today to place the yellow robe upon Your Lordship, to jointly undertake a great endeavor."

Zhao Kuangyin's voice was low and powerful.

Upon hearing this, the Night King's face changed abruptly; he stepped back a few paces, as if trying to escape this sudden predicament.

However, Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Guangyi followed closely, step by step pressing nearer.

"No, impossible!"

"This is no trivial matter; how could it be decided so hastily?"

The Night King cried out in alarm, his face filled with urgency.

Yet Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Guangyi remained unmoved.

Their eyes were firm, as if they had already made up their minds.

Zhao Guangyi lunged forward and firmly gripped the Night King's arm.

"My lord, opportunity must not be missed; time will not come again."

"For the sake of all under heaven, for the future of Great Qian, please reconsider, my lord!"

Zhao Guangyi's voice was full of urgency and admonition.

The Night King struggled, trying to break free from Zhao Guangyi's grasp.

"You are forcing the palace!"

The Night King roared in anger, his face filled with fury.

"My lord, we are not forcing the palace; we are acting for the good of the realm."

"Now the Great Qian dynasty is tempest-tossed, and the people long for a wise ruler to lead them out of hardship."

"My lord, as one of the Three Great Princes of Different Surnames, you are virtuous and esteemed, brave and martial—exactly the enlightened sovereign the world needs."

However, Zhao Kuangyin calmly looked at him and spoke slowly.

Having said that, Zhao Kuangyin once again unfolded the yellow robe before the Night King.

(End of chapter)