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Chapter 490 Joy of Life 46

"This world is crazy!"

Li Chengze sat blankly in the chair, beginning to question the meaning of life.

Although he had never met a Grandmaster, he had met a master of the ninth rank.

The strength of the man in black before them far surpassed that of an ordinary ninth-rank martial artist; he could even rival a grandmaster.

and so--

Why does this world not only have overpowered grandmasters, but also extraordinary individuals?

Li Chengze's impression of the person whose body contained not flesh and blood but electrical wires was that of the strange person behind the palace gate.

However, the extraordinary individuals in this world are far more powerful than the one in the palace.

Not only can they walk and run, but they also possess strength comparable to a grandmaster.

This world is crazy!

'This person must have been sent by the temple. With the current level of civilization in this world, it's impossible to create such an extraordinary being.'

'That destroyed civilization was truly breathtaking; their technology was so advanced that it could create such powerful superhumans.'

'The two explosions on Niulan Street must have attracted the temple's attention, which is why they sent the supernatural beings to kill me.'

Li Chengze's expression grew increasingly solemn.

How many more such messengers are inside the temple? Will the temple continue to send people to kill me?

What secrets does the temple still hold? Are there inhabitants of a previous civilization inside? Or is the temple filled with supernatural beings?

'So Ye Qingmei also came from the temple, and the sniper rifle she left behind was something from the temple.'

Thinking of this, Li Chengze's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered something of utmost importance.

Rumor has it that Ye Qingmei had a young blind servant by her side, and in the letters she left behind, she also mentioned a person named Xiao Zhuzhu.

This person named Xiao Zhuzhu is very likely the extraordinary person from the temple.

After Ye Qingmei's death, the strange man disappeared without a trace, and it is highly likely that he stayed with Ye Qingmei's son.

In other words, besides his five fathers, Fan Xian has a powerful extraordinary person by his side who possesses the strength of a Grandmaster!

Li Chengze: ...

However, given that Ye Qingmei had a supernatural protector by her side, how exactly did the Empress manage to get rid of Ye Qingmei?

Li Chengze couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

However, just as his gaze inadvertently fell upon the corpse of the strange man on the ground, he suddenly realized something.

He had only planted two packets of explosives on Niulan Street, yet the temple sent people to hunt him down.

Given that Ye Qingmei did so many things that could have changed the world, how could the Temple possibly tolerate her existence?

Therefore, it is clear that the Temple is involved in Ye Qingmei's death, and it may even be the result of a joint plan by Emperor Qing and the Temple.

The former was responsible for diverting Chen Pingping, Fan Jian, and other people closely related to Ye Qingmei, while the temple dealt with the supernatural people around Ye Qingmei.

The two sides worked together to create conditions for the Empress to get rid of Ye Qingmei.

Having figured all this out, a look of seriousness flashed across Li Chengze's eyes.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, pondering to himself:

This world is indeed far more complex than it appears on the surface; it's rife with undercurrents and lurking dangers.

"From now on, we must be more careful and cautious in our actions. The plans we've made before should be readjusted. Furthermore, we must find ways to improve our capabilities as soon as possible, and we must never allow this to happen again."

Just as Li Chengze was deep in thought, the guards in the mansion rushed over upon hearing the noise. They saw a mess in the courtyard, overturned tables and chairs in the rooms, porcelain shards scattered all over the ground, and the corpse of a man in black lying on the ground. They immediately realized that an assassin had broken into the mansion.

Upon seeing that Li Chengze still had blood on his lips, and that Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu were also seriously injured, they turned pale with fright and hurriedly knelt down to beg for forgiveness.

Li Chengze's cold gaze swept over the uneasy guards.

Everyone who came into his sight couldn't help but shiver and silently pray that they would survive.

In fact, given the strength of the temple messenger, if he wanted to deliberately conceal his whereabouts, these guards would have no way of noticing him. Even if they were lucky enough to discover him, they would be no match for him.

Even so, these guards still had to be punished.

Otherwise, if this continues, these guards will become increasingly lax and negligent in their duties.

Moreover, if such a serious incident is not punished, even they themselves will live in constant fear and anxiety.

After some deliberation, Li Chengze simply punished each person with twenty strokes of the cane as a minor punishment to serve as a warning. He then ordered someone to take Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu away to receive treatment.

Turning around, he saw that the courtyard had been damaged beyond recognition during the fight, so he simply had someone clean up a new courtyard for him to rest in that night.

Of course, they also made sure to preserve the corpse of the strange man so that they could study it carefully in the future.

Li Chengze sighed, "Sigh, this wretched world, let's take it slow!"

……

The next morning, Li Chengze woke up with a dull headache. He pressed his hand on it, but it didn't relieve the pain at all.

This is because his mental power was damaged when he fought the temple messenger yesterday, which in turn damaged his essence, energy and spirit. It is not something that can be recovered in a short time and requires time to recuperate.

However, he had only recently recovered from his illness, so it would be unreasonable for him to fall ill again now.

Li Chengze smiled bitterly, thinking to himself: "I used to pretend to be sick when I wasn't, but now that I'm really sick, I can't show it anymore."

There are no real secrets in Kyoto. With such a big commotion at the Second Prince's residence yesterday, the news has already spread like wildfire.

Now, overnight, many people in the court know that an assassin has entered his residence.

The Crown Prince's gloating was so obvious that even Emperor Qing asked him a few more questions, which was quite unusual.

Li Chengze patiently dealt with the two men, and after the court session, he immediately arranged for someone to subtly reveal the truth about the Niulan Street assassination to Fan Xian.

Fan Xian, who had been listless for many days, was instantly invigorated upon hearing the news.

Upon learning that Lin Gong was about to leave the capital and return to his hometown, Fan Xian instantly understood that Lin Ruofu already knew about Lin Gong's actions, but in the end he chose to protect his son.

"So it turns out that the Prime Minister himself came to clean up the mess for his son. No wonder the Censorate couldn't find any clues after investigating for so long."

A surge of anger suddenly rose in Fan Xian's heart.

So many people from the Censorate and the Red-Armored Knights died, and Lin Ruofu, knowing full well who the murderers were, chose to cover them up and even pinned the blame on Northern Qi.

If even the prime minister of a nation is so selfish and self-serving, one can only imagine how despicable the character of other officials in the court must be.

This country is absolutely rotten.

Fan Xian felt a dull pain in his heart when he thought of his senior brothers who came to his rescue that day. He could not kill the Crown Prince and the Eldest Princess, but he could get rid of Lin Gong and seek justice for the dead.

However, Lin Ruofu had already made thorough preparations and had placed many experts around Lin Gong to ensure his safety.

In contrast, Fan Xian's side seemed somewhat isolated and outnumbered.

Assassinating the prime minister's son was no small matter, and he did not want to involve the Censorate or other unrelated personnel.

His only two subordinates were Teng Zijing, who was still recuperating at home due to serious injuries, and Wang Qinian, who, although exceptionally skilled in lightness techniques, was only very average in martial arts.

Under these circumstances, trying to take Lin Gong's life was simply wishful thinking.

However, Fan Xian was determined. No matter how others tried to persuade him, he remained unmoved and insisted on killing Lin Gong to seek justice for his deceased fellow disciples.

He followed the route Lin Gong took after leaving Kyoto, chasing the carriage for over ten miles before finally catching up with Lin Gong.

With Fan Xian's strength at the eighth rank, facing Lin Gong, who was heavily guarded and heavily defended, would undoubtedly be a matter of life and death.

At the crucial moment, Wu Zhu appeared like a divine soldier, directly helping Fan Xian kill Lin Gong.

When Lin Ruofu received the news of his son's death, he was heartbroken and couldn't help but vomit blood.

"Son!"

Lin Ruofu abruptly pushed away the servants who were supporting him, staggered and fell onto Lin Gong's already cold body, unable to believe that his son was really dead.

His hands trembled as he stroked his son's face, tears blurring his vision, and a heart-wrenching sob escaped his throat.

Lin Ruofu had two sons and a daughter. His eldest son, Lin Dabao, was sick when he was young and his mental age remained at that of a four or five-year-old.

The youngest daughter, Lin Wan'er, was frail and sickly from a young age, and her background was not exactly glamorous.

Only his second son, Lin Gong, was the successor on whom he placed his high hopes.

He placed all his hopes for the future of the Lin family on this son, but now Lin Gong is dead.

At this moment, Lin Ruofu's heart felt as if it had been torn into countless pieces, and his mind was filled with memories of Lin Gong from childhood to adulthood.

Looking down at her son's corpse, she was overwhelmed with unprecedented despair, as if the whole world was collapsing, leaving only endless pain.

"Why? Why did you take away my only hope?"

Lin Ruofu's eyes were bloodshot, his hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white from the force, and finally he couldn't help but slam his fist into the ground, his knuckles bleeding.

They say the ten fingers are connected to the heart, but the pain in his hands is nothing compared to the pain in his heart.

"Who is it? Who killed my son?" Lin Ruofu's anger burned even more fiercely, and a desperate roar burst from his throat.

Like the mournful cry of a cuckoo, or the echo from the depths of hell, it sends chills down one's spine.

At this moment, he was not a powerful prime minister, but a father whose son had been killed and who wanted to avenge his son.

Just then, two servants hurriedly brought over a ragged man and reported urgently, "Master, someone has seen the murderer who killed the second young master!"

As he spoke, the servant released his grip, threw the man to the ground, and continued, "This man had just committed a crime and dared not return to the city, so he hid in the mountains outside the city and happened to witness the entire process of the murderer's crime."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ruofu suddenly looked up, his gaze sharp as a knife as he stared at the man: "Did you see clearly who exactly harmed my son?"

Faced with Lin Ruofu's murderous gaze, the man trembled violently, recounting everything he had seen and describing the murderer's appearance.

After hearing the man's description, Lin Ruofu immediately understood that Fan Xian had killed his son.

"Fan Xian!" Lin Ruofu shouted through gritted teeth, his voice filled with endless hatred and overwhelming anger.

In fact, Lin Ruofu had already guessed who killed Lin Gong, but since Fan Xian was only an eighth-rank cultivator, it was unlikely that he could kill Lin Gong and all of his guards. Therefore, he was more inclined to believe that it was Chen Pingping who sent the Overwatch Council to do it.

After all, the Third Bureau of the Control Yuan was completely wiped out in the explosion on Niulan Street.

In order to justify war with Northern Qi, Emperor Qing shifted all the blame onto Northern Qi.

Given Chen Pingping's vengeful nature, although he wouldn't openly lay a hand on his son, it wasn't impossible for him to secretly send someone to intercept and kill him.

Lin Ruofu looked up at the clear blue sky, tears streaming down his face, and gave a sorrowful smile:

"Heaven truly has eyes!"

Fan Xian killed everyone present, but he didn't expect there to be a survivor on the mountain, who led him to discover the true culprit who killed his son.

Otherwise, wouldn't he have blamed the wrong person and sought revenge on the wrong person?

Although he didn't know who the blind man next to Fan Xian was, he knew enough that Fan Xian was among the murderers.

After we kill Fan Xian, we can slowly investigate the blind man.

"Fan Xian, I will make you pay the price!"

……

Lin Ruofu vowed to kill Fan Xian to avenge his son's tragic death.

However, fate loves to play tricks on people.

He never dreamed that Fan Xian would be the son of Ye Qingmei and Emperor Qing.

Fan Jian, Chen Pingping, Fei Jie, Wu Zhu, and even the old men of the Ye family business in the inner treasury all stood firmly behind Fan Xian.

Even Emperor Qing, upon learning that Fan Xian had killed Lin Gong, was merely pleased that Fan Xian had broken with his future prime minister father-in-law, losing a major ally in the court, which brought him one step closer to his ideal image of a "lone minister."

Chen Pingping, the head of the Supervisory Council, personally stepped in to clean up the mess for Fan Xian, and Fan Jian personally endorsed it. The two of them worked together to frame Si Gu Jian for Lin Gong's death.

Emperor Qing clearly didn't want to delve into the matter and tacitly agreed with Chen Pingping and Fan Jian's words, which infuriated Lin Ruofu to the point of almost vomiting blood.

But at the same time, he also realized that Emperor Qing, Chen Pingping, and Fan Jian all wanted to protect Fan Xian.

Faced with so many complex forces, even Lin Ruofu, the prime minister who held great power in the court, felt powerless.

Moreover, if he insists on investigating further, it will inevitably lead to the discovery of Lin Gong's collusion with Northern Qi and his assassination attempt on Fan Xian.

At that time, the entire Lin family will be plunged into utter ruin.

In the end, Lin Ruofu could only suppress his grief and indignation and cooperate with Emperor Qing to pin the blame for Lin Gong's death on Si Gu Jian.

But in reality, he already hated everyone.

Although he had prepared himself mentally before entering the palace, thinking that Emperor Qing might not punish Fan Xian for the sake of the bigger picture.

But when he witnessed Emperor Qing, Fan Jian, and Chen Pingping twisting the truth, he still couldn't accept it.

Lin Ruofu served as an official for decades, devoting half his life to the country and its people.

In the end, his son was killed, but he couldn't even avenge him. He was truly unworthy of being a father!

At this moment, whether it was Fan Xian, Fan Jian, Chen Pingping, or even Emperor Qing, they all became the objects of Lin Ruofu's resentment.