"Okay?" Awan glanced at Fang Zilan angrily, walked forward and took her pulse, "Do you think Huangfulin is so easy to fool? He only needs to ask a few more soldiers to know that you are just teasing him. .”
"He didn't dare." Fang Zilan let Awan take her pulse and slowly closed her eyes, "An old fox like Huangfulin is suspicious by nature and will never go into details."
Awan frowned and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
Fang Zilan leaned lazily on the main seat and said in a very soft voice, "He thought he had laid a perfectly concealed trap. He was the hunter behind it. He only waited for me, the prey, to take the bait, but he didn't expect that the prey did not fall into the trap and bit him instead. He took a sip. At this time, with his suspicion, he would naturally doubt who is the hunter and who is the prey, and he would not dare to act rashly again. "
"So you just deliberately called those wolf-killing soldiers in?" Awan thought for a moment and said, "Just because you knew they would definitely say that those preparations were all ordered by Qi Yuming?"
"Since Huangfulin is suspicious, of course he can't trust Qi Yuming. He is staying here just because he doesn't want to give me a chance to fight back. Unfortunately..." Fang Zilan said, opening his eyes and shaking his head, "He underestimated me and misjudged Qi Yuming. .”
"Qi Yuming?" A Wan seemed to understand but looked confused. Fang Zilan patiently explained, "If Qi Yuming had done nothing, nothing would have happened to him now."
"You mean Qi Yuming specially asked people to prepare early, but it harmed himself?" Awan said and sat next to Fang Zilan, seeing her nodding, "Qi Yuming asked people to prepare early, but he was alone. He must know in his heart that this kind of behavior would make people suspicious."
"He knows that he still does this?" Awan's expression became more and more doubtful, and Fang Zilan's lips curled up slightly, "Because he is conflicted. On the one hand, like Huangfulin and others, he wants to pull me away from the position of Lord of the North. Come down. On the other hand, he is a man who has family and country in his heart. He is afraid that if he is not careful, Lu Siya and the others will take advantage of the loophole and take away Shangguan Min. It’s up for grabs.”
"If Qi Yuming hadn't taken so much care..." Awan's voice was a little lower and she didn't say any more.
Fang Zilan knew what A Wan meant and continued her words, "If that were the case, I'm afraid I might not be able to sit here and talk to you properly now. It's a serious crime to mobilize troops privately."
"Then Qi Yuming..." A Wan's eyes showed obvious unbearability, and Fang Zilan sighed softly, "This is his choice. Those of us standing on the opposite side have never been either you or me."
Awan let go of Fang Zilan's wrist, and there was a look of hesitation in her eyes.
Fang Zilan was stunned for a moment, and called Awan with some uncertainty, but she just shook her head, "Your condition has not changed."
"Then you..." Fang Zilan swallowed back the words as soon as she spoke, with a more understanding look on her face, "Awan, you..."
"I want to ask a favor for Qi Canjun, Master Fang." A Wan interrupted Fang Zilan hastily, and even changed his title.
"Awan." Fang Zilan's voice became a little darker, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"I know." Awan's voice was very soft, but revealed an indescribable firmness. "Using Qi Canjun to kill chickens and scare monkeys is a good opportunity for you to establish your authority as the new lord of the North. What's more, Qi Canjun is a member of the previous dynasty. Man, if you are not careful, your identity may be exposed, so you really have no reason to spare his life."
"Since you know this, why do you still ask for mercy?" Fang Zilan's expression became increasingly gloomy, and her tone gradually became colder.
Awan bit her lip tightly and mustered up the courage to speak a little louder, "Yes."
Fang Zilan snorted coldly and looked away from Awan's expression. The light in her eyes was so clear and shining that Fang Zilan was afraid that she would not be able to bear to say rejection.
"Awan, I have told you a long time ago that the world is a chessboard, and you and I are both pawns. Whose decision do you think you can influence?" Fang Zilan said with a chill in her heart: "Even if I don't kill Qi Yuming, do you think Li Shengxuan will?" Let him go, do you think those eyes that are watching openly and secretly in the north will let him go? Even if he survives, his future life may not be better than death."
"I know." Awan crouched down and turned his head to look directly into Fang Zilan's eyes, "And I know you know it better than anyone else, so why did you leave Shangguan Fei and Shangguan Min behind?"
"Awan, you don't have to change the subject." Fang Zilan lowered his head slightly and missed Awan's probing gaze.
Awan still stubbornly followed Fang Zilan's gaze, lowering her head and turning her face, "You are clearly the one who changed the subject."
"Awan." Fang Zilan's tone softened slightly, and there was a bit more helplessness in her voice, "They are still children."
"Zixiu, the best killer in the world, will never show mercy just because the target is a child. I know this very well." A Wan rolled her eyes at Fang Zilan angrily, "You are reluctant to give up and just keep it selfish. Say, why bother showing off? You so-called adults are really boring."
After Awan finished speaking, he sat down on the ground, his heart resting in his stomach. In the end, he couldn't help but asked one more question, "Qi Canjun, you will try your best to keep him, right?"
"I don't know." Fang Zilan sighed softly, "Awan, you are right. If you really harden your heart and disregard your feelings, you should eradicate the roots. Neither the two Shangguan children nor Qi Yuming can be kept. But. Now that the two children have been left behind, shouldn’t Qi Yuming also have a way out?”
Fang Zilan's tone was full of uncertainty. He was completely different from the ruthless and resolute killer of the Ghost Sect. Awan was at a loss for a moment and muttered to himself: "Fang Zilan, you have changed."
A Wan's words were as light as a mosquito, but they seemed to drop a stone in Fang Zilan's heart. Together with the hidden turbulent undercurrent, it shattered the originally calm surface into pieces, which agitated her. It's like being drowned and unable to breathe.
She told herself thousands of times that since she chose to climb up desperately, she must be ruthless.
But countless times in the middle of the night, those vivid faces appeared in her dreams, repeatedly torturing her fragile nerves and beating her persistence over and over again.
She was afraid that one day her seemingly strong and high-sounding excuse would be destroyed by this long series of nightmares, but she was even more afraid that once she showed her vulnerability, she would be pushed into an abyss and never be able to turn over.
In a world where high-ranking people can turn their hands into clouds and rain, it is impossible for her to find a sunny day for others, but she is unwilling to be reduced to a pawn in numbness.
