Qian Shen actually listened to Liu Fengyi's words and planned to avoid Mo Jingyu and make plans in the future.
But when he took the people away, a team of black-clad killers appeared out of nowhere. They were highly skilled in martial arts and elusive. After killing people, they would disappear and they could not be caught even as ghosts.
Moreover, no matter which direction they walked, these people would appear, seemingly blocking all roads going down the mountain.
After several experiences, people in the village were in panic. When it came to evacuating, many people were reluctant to leave because they did not want to encounter headless and tailless killers.
Qian Shen had no choice but to stay.
The second master advised him: "Brother, we have sophisticated weapons and a large number of people, but King Qi only has two thousand officers and soldiers, and they are equivalent to our people, so what can we hide from?"
"Even if we have to hide, it should be King Qi who hides from us."
The others echoed: "Yes, Mr. Qi, King Qi has been disabled for many years, and the God of War has long been in vain. Let's fight him!"
"Yes, kill him and avenge our dead brother!"
"At that time, we will give King Qi's head to that person, and he will be granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister in the future. Wouldn't it be happy?"
This sentence pierced Qian Shen's heart. He hesitated for a moment and slammed the table hard: "Okay, beat him!"
Qian Shen arranged his troops overnight, pretending that the building was deserted, just to bring Mo Jingyu in and kill him in Ruishan.
Mo Jingyu went up the mountain as scheduled, and the journey was smooth, just as he expected.
Qian Shen was condescending, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.
With such little vigilance, he dared to falsely claim to be the God of War. This reputation is too worthless.
Qian Shen raised his voice: "King Qi, you are already a turtle in the urn. If you are captured without mercy, I will consider giving you a happy death."
Mo Jingyu lazily raised his eyelids, and there was no trace of panic on his angular face: "I should be the one to say this to you."
Qian Shen laughed loudly: "Arrogance cannot help you win this war. Do you expect these officers and soldiers to defeat me?"
Mo Jing was as still as a mountain, and the slightly raised corners of his lips contained endless danger: "We will wait and see."
A chill hit Liu Fengyi for no reason. He swallowed his saliva while looking at the smile, and suddenly stood up and shouted: "Qian Shen, you have done many evil things and are full of evil. Now give up resistance, and I will leave your whole body!"
As he spoke, he kept winking at Qian Shen.
King Qi is unfathomable, and he cannot change his attitude in such a dangerous situation. He must have someone to rely on, and they cannot be reckless.
Unfortunately, the distance was too far and Qian Shen couldn't see Liu Fengyi's eyes. Hearing him speak for Mo Jingyu, Qian Shen sneered: "Master Liu, isn't it time you begged to get rich together with me?"
"What benefit did King Qi give you? You actually chose to betray our covenant."
Liu Fengyi was shocked: "Nonsense! When did I have an alliance with you? Don't you dare to slander others!"
Qian Shen said: "I know that officials are cunning. Fortunately, I have kept a secret. Mr. Liu, I have kept all the letters we exchanged and the contracts we made."
Liu Fengyi was horrified. He looked at Mo Jingyu out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that his expression was as usual, he felt even more unsure.
Qian Shen said again: "Do you think King Qi knows nothing? When you asked me to kill thirty brothers but failed to hold him back as promised, I ordered people to send him a lot of evidence."
Liu Fengyi clenched his back molars, wishing he could block his mouth.
Reason told him not to believe Qian Shen's words. They were grasshoppers on a rope. It would not do them any good to reveal this in front of King Qi. It must be false.
But when he asked for thirty heads, Qian Shen's angry expression was still vivid in his mind, and now he still does such an amazing thing, so his words may be true.
Liu Fengyi was wavering between the two sides, unable to come to a conclusion, and for a moment he forgot to refute Qian Shen's words.
Qian Shen seemed to see his hesitation, resting his elbows on the railing and leaning forward slightly: "Master Liu, guess, if King Qi leaves here alive today, will you still have a way to survive?"
No need to guess, he will definitely not survive.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Liu Fengyi's back, and he turned around hesitantly. Mo Jingyu looked at him, his light-colored pupils filled with undisguised murderous intent.