In the capital of Qin, Xianyang, at the Prime Minister's Residence.
It was the same recipe, the same taste.
The Prime Minister of Qin, Lü Buwei, was holding a brush as usual (there are even high heels in the world of Qin's Moon, so don't be surprised), as if he was writing something.
Behind him, a man in black, covered in blood, knelt on one knee on the ground.
The door of the room was opened, and a maid walked in. She glanced at the man in black, frowned slightly, and bowed to Lü Buwei and said, "Prime Minister, the Queen Mother sent me to inform you that you are invited to the palace tonight to discuss state affairs."
Lü Buwei frowned slightly, and the pen in his hand broke. He said in a cold voice, "Please tell the Queen Mother that Lü Buwei has caught a cold and is unwell. He cannot go. Please atone for your sins. When your condition improves, you will come to visit me. See you off——"
After that, Lü Buwei waved his hand.
Helplessly, the maidservant could only leave through the back door, escorted by the palace guards.
The mention of Qin's Queen Mother, Zhao Ji, gave Lü Buwei a headache. Zhao Ji was originally one of Lü Buwei's concubines. Later, in Handan, she met Ying Yiren, a Qin hostage. Lü Buwei, believing her to be a valuable asset, gave Zhao Ji to Ying Yiren, spending all his family wealth to help Ying Yiren ascend the Qin throne, and he naturally earned the position of prime minister.
A few years later, Ying Yiren died, and Lü Buwei chose to support the young Ying Zheng as the new emperor. Furthermore, he harbored an affair with Zhao Ji, and for a time, Lü Buwei wielded unparalleled power in Qin.
But things often have two sides, both good and bad.
As Ying Zheng aged, he began to slip away from Lü Buwei's control. Meanwhile, Zhao Ji was reaching her prime, and his old body simply couldn't handle her.
The thought of this gave Lü Buwei a headache.
"So, the young man wielding the Xuan Jian black sword is at least at the level of a killer?" Lü Buwei asked calmly.
"Yes, Your Excellency," the man in black trembled. He had failed his mission this time, and he was in grave danger.
If the clan members were here, they would surely recognize the man in black as the one who escaped from him yesterday.
Lü Buwei glanced at the man's lower genitals, which were always convex, and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, Lao Ai, you can leave first!"
The man in black limped out of the room as if he had been pardoned.
After the man in black left, a masked woman emerged from behind a screen.
She wielded a pink-red-gold sword with a lotus-shaped tail. She wore a slim-fitting metallic combat suit with purple and white stripes. Her legs and right arm were covered in fish-scale armor, and the fish-shaped pattern on her breastplate complemented the style of her sword, making it look extremely beautiful.
"Your Excellency," the masked woman said coldly, without a trace of emotion.
"What do you think?"
"I haven't fully grasped his strength yet."
"Oh?" A flicker of surprise flashed in Lü Buwei's eyes. You have to remember that this masked woman was Luowang's most formidable assassin, a top-tier assassin, ranked only behind Yanri and Xuanjian. "Well, tomorrow night I'll send a few more assassins to invite him to join Luowang. If he doesn't appreciate the offer, they'll take action. You observe from behind. Strike when you're confident."
"Yes, I'll take my leave for now."
Before the masked woman could leave, Lü Buwei's voice echoed from behind, "After completing this mission, your next target will be Wei Wuji, Prince Xinling of Wei."
The masked woman nodded and disappeared into the room.
The next morning, the clan leader enjoyed breakfast served by Xiao Wu and returned to the world of Qin's Moon.
In Xianyang, the capital of Qin, the clan leader strolled down the street after finishing his training.
Compared to yesterday, he noticed that there were many more people watching him. He didn't pay much attention to it, as he would accept any assassin. He was very much looking forward to the sword skills honed on the brink of death.
He walked into an inn and went to the second floor. He found a seat by the window and sat down.
Looking around, his eyes were attracted by a familiar figure. She was wearing
a dark blue long skirt, her long hair was tied low with a hairpin, and dark blue gem jewelry. The skirt was similar to the image of the three-legged golden crow.
"Could this be Dongjun Yanfei of the Yin-Yang family?" The clan leader shouted in his mind.
Since he had met her, he didn't intend to pretend that he hadn't met her. It would be a lie for him to say that he was not interested in this most extraordinary woman of the Yin-Yang family in the original novel.
After all, whether or not to practice sword skills in the world of Qin's Moon was secondary. Saving the ignorant girl was the most important thing.
In the original novel, Yan Fei betrayed the Yin-Yang School for Yan Dan, slaying the Six-Fingered Black Knight for him and ascending to the position of Mohist leader. In return, Yan Dan abandoned his wife and children.
Moreover, judging by the fact that Yan Dan was only sixteen or seventeen years old, it seemed he hadn't even gotten close to Yan Dan yet.
As the clan leader secretly observed Yan Fei
, Yan Fei also observed him, a slight frown forming on her face.
Before leaving, Donghuang Taiyi had instructed her not only to secretly protect the Imperial Star but also to keep an eye out for someone she would recognize upon sight. This man
before her, with his long blue-silver hair, unique attire, and a face so beautiful that any woman would envy him, was he not the one she needed to keep an eye on?
And at his waist hung the Black Sword, the Slaughter Sword, one of the Black and White Mysterious Swords. What was his purpose in coming to Xianyang? Thinking of this, Yan Fei couldn't help but feel a flicker of curiosity about this mysterious young man.
After the food and drinks were served, the clan leader symbolically reached into his pocket and pulled out a bottle of Soul Wine. I bought this at the Tiandou Auction House on Douluo Continent, spending 100,000 gold soul coins for twenty bottles. I gave three to Wei Zhuang and Gai Nie, but I haven't tasted it myself.
As the cork was pulled, the entire second floor suddenly filled with a rich aroma, a refreshing and invigorating aroma.
Just as the clan leader was enjoying the soul wine with relish, a more sincere male voice echoed from upstairs.
"Haha! Young brother, your wine is truly the best on earth. It's intoxicating!"
As the words fell, a young man in his twenties with a goatee slowly descended the stairs. It was none other than Prince Dan of Yan, who had recently been held hostage in Qin. Behind him followed a guard who hadn't appeared in the original novel and was most likely just a supporting role. The
clan leader frowned, having never expected it to be the scumbag eunuch Dan.
Yan Fei, on the other hand, simply watched the show.
Yan Dan approached the clan leader, glancing out of the corner of his eye at the black sword at his waist. He bowed and said, "I am Yan Dan, the Crown Prince of Yan. May I have the honor of sampling your fine wine?"
The clan leader didn't respond directly, pouring himself a glass of soul wine. He said calmly, "This wine of mine is drinkable to everyone, whether they are virtuous or wicked, as long as they align with my temperament. However, there is one type of person who cannot drink it, no matter how noble their status or how powerful they are."
"Oh?" A glint of surprise flashed in Yan Dan's eyes. Ever since the clan leader swaggered into Xianyang City yesterday, bearing the black sword, many powerful factions had taken notice.
Lu Buwei's Luowang (Luowang) was the first to be targeted, and Yan Dan was considered a member of the same clan. Although he had only recently arrived in Xianyang, he had already established his own intelligence network. His intelligence network had also learned of the clan leader's easy slaying of the Luowang assassin yesterday.
It would be a blessing to be able to use such a mysterious and powerful swordsman. In order to bring the clan under his command, he even ignored the dignified and graceful Concubine
Yan