In the Yangxin Hall, Lin Ze stepped into the hall, quickly scanned around with his eyes, and paused for a breath on the two Confucian scholars in blue shirts standing in the center of the hall.
"The humble minister pays homage to Your Majesty," Lin Ze bowed and saluted, while secretly thinking: Where did the Confucian scholars come from? Are they the trump card of the Qin royal family, or are they from Confucianism?
Different from the cold stare before, Lin Ze rarely showed a warm smile when he saw Lin Ze this time. He supported him with both hands and said: "The champion will be exempted from the gift."
Lin Ze stood up without hesitation, stepped aside, looked at the two Confucian scholars naturally and asked, "Who are these two?"
Without waiting for Hu Hai's introduction, one of the older Confucian scholars rushed to answer: "Confucian Yan Li and Min Xing have met the champions of the Qin Dynasty."
When Hu Hai saw this, a trace of anger appeared on his face, and he snorted.
Lin Ze's eyes lit up, and he said with a little joy: "It turns out that he is a great virtue from Confucianism. No wonder I felt very friendly when I saw you two when I walked in."
Confucianism is good and has sufficient foundation.
After Lin Ze knew the identities of the two Confucian scholars, his mind suddenly became more active.
It's best to come here to cause trouble, so that you can blackmail with confidence.
With Confucian's family background, he can definitely bring out a lot of good things.
No matter how bad it is, it might as well be that the other party is here for the Book of Songs.
Thinking of this, the smile on Lin Ze's face grew stronger.
A look of surprise appeared on Yan Li's face: "It is rumored that the champion is an arrogant person who is not easy to deal with. Now that I see him, I know that the rumors are wrong."
Such straightforwardness refreshed Lin Ze's previous impression of Confucianism as rigid, stubborn, and unreasonable.
"Rumors stop at wise men. Mr. Yan can tell at a glance that he is a wise man. He is not bothered by rumors. He has his own reasons."
Lin Ze didn't mind complimenting the other party first and making the other party look down on him, and then his next move would be a little too much.
Only when Confucian behavior goes too far can Lin Ze maximize the benefits he can seek.
After receiving a compliment from Lin Ze, Yan Li couldn't help but feel happy on his face, pretending to be reserved and said: "I don't deserve such praise from the champion."
Above the main hall, Hu Hai, who was sitting on the dragon chair, looked at Lin Ze and the Confucian visitors, and his face gradually became gloomy.
There was a surge of resentment in my heart for no reason. Are you, Lin Ze, a minister of the Qin Dynasty, or a Confucian?
Lin Ze, who was racking his brains to formulate a plan to trick the Confucianists, naturally did not stop to observe Hu Hai.
As soon as I thought about it, my strategy of taking advantage of the situation started to bear fruit, and I further expanded my advantage.
Lin Ze took a step forward, bowed his hands to Hu Hai and said, "I wonder why your Majesty called this minister over?"
Lin Ze's sudden salute made Hu Hai startled, and he subconsciously said: "I have nothing to do. The main reason is that these two Confucian sages are here specifically for the champion, and they have some things to discuss with you."
Lin Ze turned his attention to Yan Li Minhang at the right time and asked with a slight question: "I wonder what the two Confucian gentlemen are looking for for this prince?"
Yan Li and Min Xing looked at each other, and finally Min Xing spoke with a serious look on his face: "To be honest with the champion, the two of us came here this time, but we have a few things to discuss with the champion."
"I would like to hear the details," Lin Ze said calmly.
Suddenly, Min Xing showed a stern look on his face: "May I ask the champion, did you kill my Confucian disciple a few months ago?"
It's coming, it's finally coming.
Lin Ze couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was not afraid that the Confucianists would cause trouble. He was just afraid that the Confucianists would be peaceful and not cause trouble.
Lin Ze's face quickly darkened: "In my impression, a few months ago, only one Confucian disciple was killed, and it was because the other party united with a group of assassins to assassinate me."
"So, you two are working with that group of assassins?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a frightening murderous aura suddenly erupted from Lin Ze's body, locking the two of them tightly, with the intention of taking action if they disagreed.
Lin Ze reacted like this, and Min Xing was not surprised. He also showed off the momentum of the middle-level Divine Soul Realm and faced off against each other.
Lin Ze glanced at Hu Hai and said simply: "Since we are seeking revenge, do you two dare to follow me out of the city to fight?"
Lin Ze had already calculated in his mind how much force he should use to severely injure the opponent without killing him.
The dead are definitely not as valuable as the alive, there is no doubt about this.
Lin Ze's words angered Min Xing. This Confucian disciple had a cold face and was about to agree.
Yan Li, who was standing by, suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Min Xing, and began to persuade him: "Min Xing, wait a minute. It is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. You and I are here to resolve grievances, so why use force lightly?"
Hearing this, Lin Ze secretly thought that something was wrong, but Yan Li stopped him, so the fight might not start.
As expected, Min Xing was persuaded by Yan Li, gathered all his momentum, snorted coldly, looked away, and stopped looking at Lin Ze.
Yan Li took advantage of the situation and took over the conversation and said to Lin Ze, "What do you think, the champion?"
Lin Ze said coldly: "Please explain to these two Confucian gentlemen why Confucian disciples want to assassinate me?"
Although Lin Ze was a little surprised by the attitude shown by these two Confucian Soul Realm warriors, he still refused to give up the idea of taking the opportunity to blackmail Confucianism.
Yan Li was stunned for a moment. He probably didn't expect that Lin Ze would follow the big snake and take the opportunity to ask Confucian to give him an explanation.
Yan Li has lost count of how many years it has been since the Confucian sages established the doctrine and promoted Confucian ideals.
Thinking of the tasks assigned by his teacher, Yan Li suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said warmly: "If I say this is just a misunderstanding, do you believe me, champion?"
Xin... you ghost!
"Confucianism is the top sect in the world and has many disciples. It is not surprising that there are a few scum among them."
"Sir said it was a misunderstanding, but I believe it somewhat."
Lin Ze said seriously.
Yan Li just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but heard Lin Ze continue to say: "It's just that I almost died in an assassination attempt, and in the end I only got a misunderstanding from the Confucianists. It seems that the Confucianists are a bit too bully."
Yan Li narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a cold tone: "How does the champion want to resolve this matter?"
Lin Ze did not rush to tell the conditions, but asked: "Although it is a misunderstanding, the Confucian disciples participated in the assassination of this prince. This is a fact. Mr. Yan will not deny it, right?"
Yan Li hesitated for a moment, then responded with a generous face: "That's the truth, there's no way to quibble, but the champion won after all, right? Not only was he not injured, but he became famous all over the world."
Lin Ze pretended to be surprised and said: "I wonder who told Sir that I was not injured?"
"Sir, do you know that because of that assassination, I had to forcibly break through the Soul Realm without any preparation, and even injured the origin of the Soul."
Although I don't know what the Confucianists are planning, since the Confucians intend to convince people with their principles, Lin Ze doesn't mind adding more fallacies.
Yan Li said sincerely: "I, the Confucian disciples of this generation, would like to express my apologies to the champion."