Chapter 740: Chen Lang

"How invincible, how lonely~~"

Wang Fu.

A voice filled with deep emotion rang through the residence.

Then, the voice continued to mutter to itself.

"Lying in wait for months, all for this plan. Once this plan is unleashed, even that Living Yama will have a hard time swallowing it. Chen Cong, oh Chen Cong, you truly live up to your name!"

"One of the top-tier strategists among the Seven Kingdoms!"

Mr. Chen, dressed in a blue robe, stood in the small courtyard, his body standing straight. He held a cup of fine wine in his hand, his face full of self-satisfaction.

Using the six-party Captains as bait, then ordering Wang Zhong to send a heavy gift, all at this opportune moment when the Empress was aggressively pushing to punish corrupt officials.

Once this plan was unleashed, what did it matter if he was a Living Yama?

He would surely be in a panic, unable to break the deadlock!

"Tsk tsk!"

Mr. Chen sipped the fine wine in his cup, his gaze turning toward the main gate.

"Why hasn't General Wang Lao returned yet? Shouldn't we go to the Rouge Pavilion tonight to celebrate properly?"

Speak of Wang Zhong, and Wang Zhong arrives!

At the main gate, Wang Zhong walked into the residence with a dark face, his expression almost as gloomy as ink.

Along the way, the more he thought, the more his heart ached!

Five thousand taels!

That was five thousand taels! If spent at the Rouge Pavilion, it would have provided top-tier enjoyment. But it was gone. Being gone would have been one thing—losing five thousand taels would have been easier to bear—but it had been handed over as a gift to his greatest enemy.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhong's face twisted even more.

And what made his heart bleed even more was that the six-party Captain, Chen Tianfang, was a trusted subordinate he had promoted years ago. In the Da Qian army, a Captain's rank was not insignificant.

Chen Tianfang was just reaching middle age, not too old, and his future prospects were good, but now he was about to be exiled to Lingnan to watch monkeys.

He, Wang Zhong, had failed to launch his attack and instead had stolen a chicken only to lose the rice; he had even apologized!

"Where is Mr. Chen?"

As soon as Wang Zhong stepped into the residence, he asked in a loud voice.

"Back at the residence already, and so impatient to find me? Is it such good news that you can't wait to share it with me?"

Mr. Chen stood in a corner of the courtyard. Hearing this, he muttered to himself, then immediately turned around as fast as he could, tilting his head forty-five degrees toward the sky.

Furthermore, a voice drifted faintly from his lips.

"No one supports my ambition to reach the clouds; I shall tread through the snow to the mountain peak myself!"

"General Wang Lao, now that my plan has been unleashed, how is that Living Yama faring?"

Hearing this faint voice, Wang Zhong immediately made a gesture for the servants to stop; there was no one else in the residence.

He was actually reciting poetry!

*I shall tread through the snow to the mountain peak myself*, indeed!

Wang Zhong, with a dark face, walked behind Mr. Chen.

He said in a cold voice, "Now that the plan is unleashed, the Living Yama is stuffed full."

Mr. Chen: "???"

He turned his head abruptly. When he saw the gloomy expression on Wang Zhong's face, his heart skipped a beat. He couldn't predict the outcome of his poisonous plan.

But his sense of danger was extremely keen.

"General Wang Lao, what do you mean by the Living Yama being stuffed full?"

Wang Zhong looked at this face, which was highly reliable in both appearance and demeanor, his gaze complex.

He said, almost blurting it out, "Chen Lang's brilliant plan secures the world, yet I lose my wife and my soldiers. Five thousand taels are gone, my trusted subordinate has been exiled to Lingnan to watch monkeys, and I myself was impeached to the point where I nearly had to carry the title of 'Dung Beetle General', lick every latrine in Changancheng, and apologize to that Living Yama!"

"What do you think I mean by stuffed full?"