"What exactly are you trying to say?"
Li Yan furrowed his brows and said, sowhat surprised.
He knew that there was definitely sothing wrong since Sha Lifei and the others hadn’t contacted him, but the words from Mister Wuxiang still left him puzzled.
The pugilistic underworld doesn’t concern itself with too many formalities.
Encountering such matters, most would avoid them if possible, so why actively go against the flourishing King Shu?
"King Shu wants to open the Dragon Palace."
Sha Lifei suddenly spoke from behind, saying in a low voice, "Two things are still missing: one is the Ruyi Treasure Pearl, and the other he already has."
So that’s it...
Upon hearing this, Li Yan imdiately understood.
So they have grown bold, wanting to double-cross each other.
Thinking of this, he narrowed his eyes and spoke aningfully, "Do you know what they plan to take?"
"I don’t know."
Mister Wuxiang was very candid, then he raised his eyebrows, looked around, and sneered, "Although I don’t know, for King Shu to risk exhausting much of the treasury and bearing the na of treason, it must be sothing extraordinary."
"If he can take it, why can’t we?!"
Those around heard these words and started clamoring:
"Right, exactly!"
"If we pull this off, where in the world can’t we go?!"
"The legendary Dragon Palace, treasures piled like mountains; hehe, we don’t need much, just one handful and we’re set for life!"
Suddenly, the atmosphere beca lively.
It seed as if the life-and-death crisis just now was nothing.
Only that Shu bladesman Cui Sandao still spoke coldly, "I don’t want treasure, I just want the Salt Gang and King Shu dead!"
"Don’t worry, Brother Cui."
Mister Wuxiang patted his shoulder, speaking solemnly, "That old undying King Shu has grievances with too, and I won’t let him off!"
This matter is not exactly a secret.
When the current Emperor ascended the throne, the situation was not good.
Internally, there were external relatives interfering in politics, and the Empress wanted to depose him as Crown Prince to let her own young son ascend. The old Emperor was also bedridden for years, barely conscious. Externally, the Northern Border and Southern Yue invaded incessantly, and wars broke out continuously.
The Emperor fought desperately to carve a bloody path, with his brother King Shu being his right-hand man, battling fiercely in the Capital and north and south, writing many legends.
And Mister Wuxiang of that year was also from a prominent family in Shu.
But the family stood on the wrong side and was exterminated by King Shu, leading them to roam the pugilistic world, learning various skills, and later becoming the leader of the Chengdu underworld.
So the two sides have never gotten along.
To seek revenge and seize the treasure,
Mister Wuxiang’s involvent in this matter is not surprising.
However, Li Yan noticed sothing odd.
Being blinded by profit is not uncommon in the pugilistic world, but soone like Mister Wuxiang, having gone through so many storms, only survives by being cautious.
The other party must know sothing...
Li Yan saw through it but didn’t reveal it, his expression equally serious, "Senior speaks wisely, let’s set the treasure aside for now. With King Shu colluding with demons, bringing calamity to the people, we must not spare him!"
It’s just an act, who doesn’t know how to put on a show...
"Well said!"
Mister Wuxiang laughed and raised his hand, "Please!"
After speaking, he led the way forward.
Li Yan exchanged a look with Sha Lifei, following closely behind without a word, activating his Divine Skills to morize the path of the underground passage.
Mister Wuxiang said one thing correctly.
Now, with King Shu in power, not only does he have the support of powerful Evil Dao experts from the Southwest, but he also controls the surrounding garrison. By estimation, he commands no less than fifty thousand troops.
Moreover, with a vast amount of firearms, he is already capable of launching wars.
The Mystical Sect can’t muster much power; even if the Qingcheng Mountain Sect sends reinforcents, facing such a massive army, they are helpless.
This secret passage becos extrely critical.
But soon, Li Yan realized sothing was off.
Mister Wuxiang hadn’t gone far before suddenly turning aside, opening a rotten wooden door, and entering another dark passage to the left.
This dark passage, surrounded by nothing but dirt walls, with broken salt jars on the ground, was clearly ant for smuggling.
"Senior, this is..."
"Salt Gang’s secret passage, rest assured, all who knew have been killed by !"
Mister Wuxiang dodged the question, acting ignorant.
Li Yan looked around again, even Cui Sandao was cautious, looking like a newcor, so he simply stopped asking.
The leader of the Chengdu underworld clearly wanted to keep this card hidden.
The torches flickered, and the air in the dark passage was stifling.
After about the ti for three incense sticks to burn, they finally reached a dead end, but upward it was a yellow earth shaft, its top covered by a thick iron plate.
Mister Wuxiang didn’t bother to explain, leaped up, supported himself with his legs, and knocked rhythmically on the iron plate.
Rumble!
The iron plate was moved aside by soone, with dust continuously falling.
Above, the light was equally dim, and faintly one could see gun barrels sticking out. Though just common firearms, if fired, would turn a person into a sieve.
"It’s the leader, lower your guns!"
A cold voice sounded, followed by the clattering sound of guns being put away.
Torches lit up, and Mister Wuxiang was the first to leap out, while a sturdy hemp rope was thrown down, everyone clambering out of the dark passage.
Once Li Yan climbed up, he looked around, sowhat surprised.
This place turned out to be a side hall of a fairly large temple, with people dressed as both commoners and temple priests around.
On the altar, the divine statue wore a flowing dragon robe, with a spirit tablet of King Yu standing upright.
Yu Wang Temple?!
If he guessed correctly, they were in the North City.
Unexpectedly, in such a short ti, they had traveled so far.
What surprised him even more were the faces of those around, also very peculiar, all looking around with extre vigilance.
Goodness...
Li Yan instantly guessed the reason.
Cunning rabbits have three burrows, keeping different subordinates apart.
And this Yu Wang Temple, though not as bustling with incense as the Qingyang Palace or the Wenchang Temple, is still a major temple in Chengdu.
Unexpectedly, it also serves as Mister Wuxiang’s lair.
No wonder he has opposed King Shu for years without being caught.
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