Shikong clasped his hands together, and the gaze beneath his wig turned sharp and intense. He said in a deep voice, "Naturally, I understand. The ancestral patriarch of the Jiang Family, Martial Saint Jiang Taixuan."
Liu Hanyan also composed herself and added coldly, "And so of the Jiang Family’s trash."
"That’s right."
Fang Qingyu nodded, a flash of cold glint appearing in his Molten Gold Vertical Pupils, "The plan is simple. We don’t need to make a move within Glazed Light City, nor do we need to storm the City Lord’s Mansion."
"We just need to wait at the glacier sea area, fifty nautical miles northeast of the Ice Fortress’s old site."
"Wait?"
Shikong imdiately furrowed his brows, questioning, "Captain Fang, according to the ssages received, that place is currently gathered with quite a few Martial Arts Grandmasters drawn there by the ’Martial Saint Ruins’."
"With so many people, all eyes are on us, and the area is wide open. If Jiang Taixuan truly arrives, how can we lock onto him and attack him before everyone’s eyes? Moreover, if he conceals his identity and mixes in, or if there’s sothing special about the environnt within the ruins, the variables are too great!"
Liu Hanyan also showed a worried expression and added, "Moreover, in such a chaotic environnt, we not only need to identify the target but also avoid harming innocents while being prepared for any of Jiang Taixuan’s possible tricks and support from within the city... the difficulty is too high!"
Faced with their doubts, the strange smile on Fang Qingyu’s face reappeared.
He slowly shook his head, his voice carrying a calm that seed to control the entire situation:
"Captain Shikong, Captain Hanyan, you’re overthinking."
"Firstly, in the depths of that sea area, there is no ’Cold Qilin Martial Saint’ relic."
"What?!!"
Shikong and Liu Hanyan simultaneously gasped, along with their team mbers behind them, all staring wide-eyed in disbelief.
"No relic?" Liu Qingyan couldn’t help but shout, "Then... the ssage is fake?"
"The ssage was indeed released, but the relic is fake."
Fang Qingyu affird.
Facing everyone’s shocked gazes, he continued to drop more bombshells:
"Secondly, those Martial Arts Grandmasters drawn by ’Martial Saint Ruins,’ gathering there..."
"Are they real?"
The room instantly fell dead silent.
The sound of a pin drop.
Everyone was stunned with blank minds by this astonishing question.
Not real Martial Arts Grandmasters?
What are they?!
"Captain Fang, you an..." Shikong felt his throat dry, the scalp under his wig tingling, "Those gathered ’Grandmasters,’ are they fake? Are they bait?!"
"Part of the bait."
Fang Qingyu corrected, his tone as calm as discussing a trivial matter, "A move by Deep Blue Heavy Industries. They released the ssage through channels, guiding people over."
He then swept his eyes over everyone.
"Jiang Taixuan knows this ssage, he will definitely co personally."
"Because it’s his only hope to survive!"
The room plunged into silence again.
Using a false relic, a group of Grandmasters as bait, to catch a Tier Three Martial Saint on the verge of the end but still extrely dangerous!
This plan is downright insane!
Shikong took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the unease in his heart, and asked the most crucial question:
"Even if he cos, how do we identify him imdiately? Surely, he will disguise himself, possibly using Secret Techniques to alter his aura. If he blends into the crowd, the consequences are unimaginable."
Liu Hanyan also fixed her gaze tightly on Fang Qingyu.
This was everyone’s greatest concern.
Facing everyone’s gaze, Fang Qingyu slowly spoke, his voice not loud.
"This, you needn’t worry about."
"I can recognize him."
"Now, the only issue we need to consider is..."
"How to kill him!?"
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