Yingyi got Mo Jingyu's order and selected two people from the secret guards who were from the market to carry out the task. They did not have as much blood smell as other secret guards, making it easier to disguise themselves.
The two men secretly left the Yamen that night and headed to Ruishan. Along with them, Liu Fengyi, who was heavily armed, was working at night.
He was dressed in black, and after making sure that Mo Jingyu was asleep, he sneaked out through the back door of the Yamen.
The night was dark, the street lanterns were swaying, and the wind was blowing in the treetops. Liu Fengyi wrapped his black cloak tightly and looked back warily as he walked.
The remaining leaves were blown by the wind as they passed by the street, and the mottled shadows of the trees leaked a little bit of moonlight. The street was silent. Liu Fengyi found no sign of being followed, so he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickened his pace.
About half an hour later, he stopped in front of a tavern that was not yet closed, said a few words to the shopkeeper, and then hurried into the backyard.
It was a hot day, so a table was set up in the backyard. A strong, dark man was sitting there, his brows furrowed and his fingertips tapping rhythmically on the table, his expression full of impatience.
As soon as Liu Fengyi sat down opposite him, he said, "Didn't you tell me to avoid the limelight during this period? You also sent a message asking me to come over in the middle of the night. What's going on?"
Liu Fengyi walked in a hurry and was a little out of breath. He grabbed the tea on the table and took a big sip. He said straight to the point: "It's an emergency. I'll make a story short. I need thirty heads."
The man didn't react immediately: "What do you mean by this?"
Liu Fengyi said: "Go and pick thirty people from the bandits and chop off their heads for me."
The man's eyes suddenly widened: "What did you say? You want me to kill my brother?"
Liu Fengyi explained: "It's not me, it's King Qi."
The man didn't even think about it: "No one can do it! There are all my brothers in the village who have been with me for a long time. Who do you want me to kill?"
He was a little angry when he said that, and Liu Fengyi was also annoyed and asked rudely: "What else should I do? Are we going to have a head-on confrontation with King Qi? Do you know who he is, the God of War! Is that something you and I can shake?"
The man was dumbfounded and gasped in dissatisfaction. After a while, he finally managed to say: "He was just the former God of War, but now he is just a cripple!"
Liu Fengyi glared at him with hatred: "Why, are you really planning to fight him?"
The man didn't respond, but he was thinking that it was okay.
Liu Fengyi had been dealing with him for many years. Looking at his appearance, he knew what he was thinking. He couldn't help but press his eyebrows with a headache, and earnestly advised: "Now is not the time."
"You made a big mistake by sending someone to intercept and kill King Qi without permission. Now that he has figured it out, we all have to lick the blood on the tip of the knife. There is no room for any mistakes."
The man didn't seem to hear it, he frowned and yelled: "No matter what, I will never attack my brother."
Liu Fengyi's face sank: "It's not up to you!"
"You have already made that person angry by making your own decisions. If something goes wrong again this time, you should know what will happen!"
"The bandits in Ruishan are running amok. He has always turned a blind eye. He even allowed you to equip them with weapons and sent people to Ruishan many times. You understand his intentions."
The man was moved and pursed his lips without saying a word.
Liu Fengyi softened his expression: "We are grasshoppers tied to a rope. At this juncture, we must not let King Qi take the blame. Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous."
The man understood the dangers of what he said, but when he thought of cutting off the heads of thirty brothers with his own hands, he couldn't help but feel angry. He gritted his teeth and punched hard, causing the table to shatter with a sound.
Liu Fengyi was not surprised: "A small impatience will ruin a big plan. If you are angry now, when things are done, you can get it back a thousand times from King Qi."
The man snorted coldly: "Sooner or later I will make him pay with blood!"
"That's just nonsense." Liu Fengyi showed a nondescript smile, paused, and suddenly changed the subject, "By the way, there is one more thing."
The man looked confused.
Chapter completed!