Shrek Academy, outside the Dean's office.
"Grandmaster, please stop here. Xue Beng truly regrets not meeting you, a peerless genius, earlier!" Xue Beng held Yu Xiaogang's hand, smiling broadly.
"Your Highness Xue Beng, take care. Remember what I just said: impatience in small matters can spoil great plans."
"Mhm!"
Xue Beng nodded heavily and then left the office building.
Unlike the gloominess when he arrived, his face was now full of joy, eyes flickering with ambition and expectation.
At this moment, Tang San walked out from the side, a trace of doubt in his eyes. "Teacher, why did you intervene in the competition between the princes?"
Although Xue Beng also offered Tang San a pile of conditions, he wasn't moved at all.
On the contrary, he got news from Xue Beng that Lu Feng had escaped from the Capital of Slaughter, which excited Tang San endlessly.
Yu Xiaogang said confidently, "Little San, I did this all for the sake of Shrek Academy. According to what Xue Beng said, Xue Qinghe actually dared to poison the princes; he must be a narrow-minded person."
"If such a person is allowed to inherit the throne, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for us."
Tang San shook his head. "Teacher, after all, this is just Xue Beng's one-sided story. Moreover, Xue Qinghe has a good reputation among the people, while Xue Beng..."
Yu Xiaogang turned around, smiled faintly, his tone carrying a bit of deep meaning. "Little San, after wandering in the Soul Master world for many years, I have summarized a conclusion."
"Oh? What is it?" Tang San asked curiously.
"Public clamor can melt metals; accumulated defamation can destroy bones."
Tang San was still somewhat puzzled. "Teacher, what does this sentence mean?"
Yu Xiaogang's eyes sank slightly. "Little San, although my Ten Great Competencies are supported by countless people, many also slander them. If the voices of slander become loud, ordinary people will believe it to be true."
"Regardless of whether Xue Qinghe poisoned the two princes or not, if there are many people slandering him, he won't be able to clear his name even if he jumps into a water vat."
"Ah, this!" Tang San exclaimed instantly.
He was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Teacher, is it worth doing this? If you're not careful, you will fall into eternal damnation."
Yu Xiaogang nodded, his tone firm. "I am confident. Although Xue Beng looks like a hedonist on the surface, his scheming and methods are not inferior to Xue Qinghe."
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath; he admitted he was moved by Xue Beng's promise.
That was the position of State Preceptor!
Yu Xiaogang's eyes were firm. "I have endured for decades just to wait for an opportunity. I assist Xue Beng to tell everyone on the continent that I, Yu Xiaogang, am not a waste!"
Tang San nodded, his eyes firm. "Teacher, you will definitely succeed."
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang spoke, "Little San, there is something that needs your help."
"What is it?" Tang San looked up, a trace of doubt in his eyes.
Yu Xiaogang was like a father to him. If a father wanted to do something, the son would definitely support it unconditionally.
Yu Xiaogang said in a deep voice, "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan is an important supporter of Xue Qinghe, and Ning Fengzhi is Xue Qinghe's teacher. If we want to weaken Xue Qinghe's power, we must first make the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan withdraw from the throne struggle."
Tang San frowned. "How is this possible? The relationship between the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan and Xue Qinghe is so close; how could they easily give up supporting him?"
Yu Xiaogang smiled slightly, his tone carrying a bit of confidence. "Nothing is impossible. Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan is a sect, they are essentially merchants too. What they value most is profit."
Tang San was still somewhat hesitant. "Then what does Teacher need me to do?"
Yu Xiaogang clasped his hands behind his back, his gaze profound. "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan has no combat power. What they need most is power that can protect themselves."
"I want to use your hidden weapons as bargaining chips to trade with them. As long as they are willing to remain neutral, we will provide the hidden weapons they need."
"Hidden weapons?" Tang San frowned slightly, his tone carrying a bit of hesitation.
Hidden weapons were Tang San's most important treasures. Rebuilding the glory of the Tang Sect was his greatest wish in this life.
Yu Xiaogang saw his hesitation and said, "It's just business, not giving away. Haven't you always wanted to build the Tang Sect? The support of the Heaven Dou Imperial Family is very important to you."
"As long as Xue Beng ascends the throne, your Tang Sect will obtain unprecedented development opportunities."
Tang San was silent for a moment and finally nodded. "Okay, Teacher, I'll listen to you. It just so happens that I still have a few high-level hidden weapons on hand, and I can use the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan to collect materials."
Yu Xiaogang nodded with satisfaction, looking at the distant sky.
A bird broke through the clouds and flew into the sky.
Yu Xiaogang's heart surged; he seemed to have already seen the scene of himself making a name for himself.
Half a month later, inside the Crown Prince's Residence.
Xue Qinghe sat in the study, holding a confinement order in hand, face terrifyingly gloomy.
He was actually confined.
Although the reason was not explicitly stated, it mentioned that Prince Xue Xing was reinvestigating the premature deaths of the two princes back then.
These days, Xue Qinghe had also heard some rumors in Heaven Dou City. But he ignored them, treating them as small tricks played by Xue Beng.
Unexpectedly, the Emperor actually reinvestigated this matter.
"Damn it!"
Xue Qinghe slammed the confinement order onto the ground, eyes full of anger.
What angered him most was that Ning Fengzhi actually remained neutral and didn't speak for him.
Obviously, the matter of that year might have been exposed.
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, what a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan!" Xue Qinghe gritted teeth, tone carrying a bit of hatred.
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked into the distance coldly. "And you, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!"
"Yu Xiaogang, a level twenty-nine waste, actually dares to provoke me! You think your actions are secretive, but you don't know that the entire Heaven Dou City is under my control."
"She Long!" Xue Qinghe shouted coldly.
"Subordinate is here." A man dressed in black quietly appeared behind him, bowing his head respectfully.
Xue Qinghe's voice was cold and resolute. "Notify that woman; she can make her move."
She Long nodded, figure flashing, and disappeared from the room.
After She Long went far, a figure walked out slowly from behind the screen.
"Brother Qinghe, it seems your situation is a bit precarious," Lu Feng teased.
Xue Qinghe rolled his eyes at him and snorted coldly. "Qinghe thanks Brother Lu for coming to bring me news. Otherwise, I wouldn't know who exactly was stabbing me in the back."
Lu Feng coughed lightly and said, "Actually, I recommended Yu Xiaogang to Xue Beng."
"What!" Xue Qinghe exclaimed instantly.
Immediately, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes. "Why did Brother Lu stab me in the back?"
Lu Feng touched his chin and smiled. "Could it be that if Yu Xiaogang didn't jump out, Spirit Hall wouldn't make a move on the two great sects?"
"What do you mean?" Xue Qinghe's eyes sharpened, asking coldly.
"Oh, do I need to point it out? Her Highness the Saintess of Spirit Hall, Qian Renxue."