Chapter 257

"What? You say the Master has been killed?"

The trinket Hu Hai was toying with in his hands fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"Reporting to the Eighteenth Prince, Lord Zhao Gao was indeed publicly executed by the Ninth Prince in front of the Imperial Study. All the guards at the entrance saw it clearly."

The servant kept his head lowered, reporting the situation truthfully.

His tone trembled intensely as he spoke, and his body shook involuntarily.

His heart was filled with panic and unease.

Having served by Hu Hai's side for such a long time,

this servant knew very well what kind of person the young Eighteenth Prince before him truly was.

He was capricious and cruel; if a single word displeased him, he would kill.

In Hu Hai's eyes, the servants in the manor were like ants—he killed them whenever he pleased.

Once he was in a bad mood, the servants in the manor would suffer.

This servant had personally witnessed many servants being killed alive by Hu Hai.

"Ah, ah, ah…"

"Damn you, Ying Ziyu."

"How dare he kill my Master?"

"How could he dare to do such a thing?"

"Does he really think that just because he is a Land Immortal, he can act so recklessly?"

Hu Hai clutched his head tightly with both hands, his expression extremely painful and ferocious.

Just yesterday, he was still discussing with Zhao Gao how to deal with Prince Fusu and Ying Ziyu, and how to increase his own chances of ascending the throne.

In Hu Hai's heart, he had long since regarded Zhao Gao as someone he could rely on and trust.

Hu Hai had always believed that as long as Zhao Gao was there, he would definitely become the next Emperor of Great Qin; this conviction had not wavered even after Ying Ziyu was exposed by the Golden List.

Yet, now Zhao Gao had actually been killed by Ying Ziyu!

Hu Hai found this fact completely unacceptable.

"Has His Majesty dealt with that damned thing, Ying Ziyu?"

Hu Hai asked, his face full of rage, gritting his teeth.

With Zhao Gao, the one he could rely on, gone, how was he supposed to deal with Prince Fusu and Ying Ziyu? How was he to ascend the throne?

At this moment, Hu Hai wished he could eat Ying Ziyu's flesh and drink his blood.

In the Imperial family, for the sake of supreme power, there is simply no regard for brotherly affection.

Hu Hai had taken this to the extreme.

Historically, after he became Emperor, he killed almost all of his brothers and sisters.

"According to the guards, His Majesty only ordered the Ninth Prince to return to his manor."

"As for the rest… the rest… the rest was not mentioned."

When the servant said this, his forehead was already covered in sweat, and his body was soaked through.

His mood became extremely anxious.

After hearing this, the veins on Hu Hai's forehead bulged.

He roared loudly.

He kept smashing the items in the room.

He was desperately venting the intense rage in his heart.

"Why? Why?"

"Why didn't His Majesty kill him?"

"Why keep him alive? Why is this?"

"Was my Master's death in vain?"

Hu Hai drew his sword, waving it continuously while roaring in anger.

Seeing this, the servant reporting the situation hurriedly bent his body even lower, fearing he would be killed by Hu Hai in this state.

"No, I must go see His Majesty!"

Hu Hai calmed down, threw his sword aside, and ran toward the Imperial Study.

He had to seek justice for his Master, Zhao Gao.

He had to make His Majesty severely punish Ying Ziyu.

If he didn't vent this anger in his heart, Hu Hai would absolutely not let it go.

On Prince Fusu's side, upon hearing the news that Ying Ziyu had killed Zhao Gao and had not been punished by Ying Zheng, he was also filled with shock and anger.

"How could the Ninth Brother kill people so recklessly? Besides, Zhao Gao is the Prefect of the Carriage Office of our Great Qin; he is an official."

"If everyone acts like him in the future, what majesty will the laws of our Great Qin have left?"

"Wouldn't everyone serving as an official in our Great Qin live in fear from now on!"

"And His Majesty, why hasn't he punished the Ninth Brother yet?"

"If this matter is just left like this, our Great Qin will surely become the laughingstock of the Nine Provinces."

"No, I must go see His Majesty!"

Prince Fusu put down what he was holding and hurried toward the Imperial Study.

…

Ying Ziyu naturally did not know about the actions of Hu Hai and Prince Fusu.

At this moment, he was in a secret chamber within his manor, meeting someone.

It was a secret sect of the Nine Provinces that he had founded.

"Subordinate Tian Shu pays respects to the Sect Master!"

A man dressed in black, with the Big Dipper constellation depicted on his clothing, said respectfully.

"How is the situation with the sect?"

Ying Ziyu asked indifferently.

The sect he had secretly established, much like the Night Watchers, had long since spread its influence throughout the Nine Provinces.

However, unlike the secrecy of the Night Watchers,

many people within the Nine Provinces knew of this sect.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, everything is normal. The two Elders, Sun and Moon, are maintaining the operation of the sect."

Tian Shu said.

After speaking, he handed over the letter recording the sect's situation.

This was his main task for coming today.

To report on the sect's situation.

After Ying Ziyu took it, he didn't read it directly, but instead said: "Tell the two Elders to keep a constant watch on the hidden sects and experts within the Nine Provinces."

"Since the Golden List appeared, the Nine Provinces have no longer been as calm as they once were."

"We must always maintain the initiative!"

At present, the Nine Provinces are changing at every moment.

According to the information Ying Ziyu possessed, it was not just the sects and factions on the surface that had ambitions and ideas.

Some sects and martial artists who had been hidden for who knows how long were also unable to sit still.

Of course, Ying Ziyu had never feared these situations.

The power he held in his hands, along with his own strength, was more than enough to cope.

What he needed to consider was how to perfectly execute the plan he had formulated.

In this way, he could achieve the greatest results with the minimum cost.

At Ying Ziyu's level, what he needed to consider was how to do things perfectly.

"Subordinate understands!"

After Tian Shu finished speaking, he stood up and left directly.

Ying Ziyu opened the letter in his hand and began to read.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, having finished reading the sect's situation, he nodded with satisfaction.

"These two are quite capable!"

As he spoke, a ball of flame rose in his hand, burning the letter to ashes.