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He knew that although this guy appeared greedy and cowardly, he actually had his own bottom line and principles deep down.

Fan Xian then ignored Wang Qinian and went directly to the guard, giving him instructions:

"You send a group to bury these dead Northern Qi soldiers! The rest of you, follow me."

The guards nodded in agreement.

They knew the situation was extremely dangerous, and that failing to properly handle the bodies could cause even more trouble.

So they immediately sprang into action, splitting into two teams: one to bury the bodies, and the other to follow Fan Xian onward.

After Fan Xian left, Gao Da came to Wang Qinian's side and said:

"Lord Wang, if you hadn't taken this hundred taels of silver, I almost would have believed your righteous words just now."

Wang Qinian smiled, then patted Gao Da on the shoulder and said seriously:

"Commander Gao, you've misunderstood me. I didn't do this for the money."

Gao Da looked at Wang Qinian, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

He had no idea what this seemingly greedy official was thinking.

Wang Qinian sighed, then explained:

"Actually, I just hope to provide some protection for the families of those Northern Qi cavalrymen who died in battle."

After all, they all sacrificed themselves for the Northern Qi.

"I'm afraid they won't even get compensation in the end. Wouldn't that mean they died in vain?"

Gao Da felt a surge of respect upon hearing Wang Qinian's words.

He originally thought Wang Qinian would be a selfish person, but he didn't expect him to have such a noble side.

Wang Qinian seemed to have seen through Gao Da's thoughts and said with a smile:

"Commander Gao, don't look at me like that. I'm not a good person, but sometimes I still have to be loyal."

After saying that, Wang Qinian shook his head and turned to walk in the direction Fan Xian had left.

Gao Da watched his retreating figure, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Chapter 66 Fan Xian's Ruthlessness and the Imminent Emergence of the Azure Dragon Society

Just as the mission was moving forward again...

Sean, sitting in the iron cage, overheard the conversation outside and learned that his adopted son had led an elite force to rescue him, only to be brutally killed by a Grandmaster from Nanqing. He cursed Nanqing for being shameless, actually sending a Grandmaster as an envoy.

Then he realized that the Northern Qi dynasty was unaware of this matter. If the Grandmaster were allowed to enter the capital, the Northern Qi royal family would be in danger.

But when he thought about his current situation, he realized there was nothing he could do.

He could only sigh helplessly.

Soon, Fan Xian and his envoys from Nanqing arrived at a location a hundred meters outside the city walls on the border of Beiqi.

At this moment, Fan Xian could see a lot of people standing below the city from afar.

Fan Xian arrived at the city gate.

A middle-aged man with a somewhat sinister appearance walked towards Fan Xian from the city gate of Northern Qi, clasped his hands in greeting, and said:

"I am Shen Zhong, Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, greetings to the envoy from Nanqing."

Looking at the cold, middle-aged man in front of him, Fan Xian couldn't help but feel a little wary.

He knew that this Shen Zhong was no ordinary person; he was one of the most powerful ministers in Northern Qi, holding an extremely high position.

Moreover, this person is treacherous, cunning, and ruthless, making him difficult to deal with.

However, Fan Xian did not show any fear, but instead responded with a smile:

"I have long admired your reputation, and today I finally get to meet you. You are indeed extraordinary."

Fan Xian stared directly at Shen Zhong, a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were sharp as knives, as if they could pierce through one's soul.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a hint of provocation:

"People say that Shen Zhong, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard of the Northern Qi Dynasty, is a tiger that eats people without spitting out the bones. I wonder if this statement is true?"

Shen Zhong's expression changed slightly, and a barely perceptible glint of cold light flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up with a smile.

He chuckled softly:

"Haha, it's just nonsense. Please don't take '503' to heart, Your Excellency."

Fan Xian's lips curled slightly, he gently patted Shen Zhong's shoulder, and then said in a contemptuous tone:

Whether you are a tiger or not is not important to me.

Then, his voice rose slightly, revealing a hint of disdain, as he continued:

"After all, even the fiercest tiger is just a beast, right?"

As soon as he said those words, Shen Zhong's face instantly darkened, and his eyes flashed with anger.

However, he suppressed his anger and forced a smile as he replied:

"Your Excellency is too kind. How could I possibly compare myself to a tiger?"

The members of the Nanqing delegation standing to the side all wore mocking expressions, casting their gazes at Shen Zhong as if to provoke him.

Fan Xian made no attempt to hide his attitude; his words and actions revealed his disdain for Shen Zhong.

Shen Zhong cursed inwardly, but maintained a smile on his face. He knew he couldn't easily reveal his true emotions now.

They decided to endure it for the time being and wait for the right opportunity to make that despicable Fan Xian pay the price.

Just then, an old woman dressed as a nanny walked out from behind Shen Zhong.

She stood with her hands on her hips, chin held high, a contemptuous smile on her lips, and her eyes revealing disdain and insult towards Fan Xian.

She arrogantly hurled insults at Fan Xian:

"Nanqing dogs, don't think that just because you Nanqing won a battle you can come to our Northern Qi to show off your power. This is not a place for you to run wild."

"But in our Northern Qi, if you're a dragon, you'll have to cower; if you're a tiger, you'll have to crawl on your knees."

This haughty old nanny was the wet nurse of the young emperor of Northern Qi and an old maidservant by the side of the empress dowager.

Upon hearing this, Fan Xian's previously calm expression instantly turned grim. His eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a cold light, and a strong killing intent emanated from him.

Then, Fan Xian slowly turned his head, his gaze sharp as a knife, staring directly at Shen Zhong, his tone carrying a hint of questioning:

"Is this the will of your Northern Qi royal family?"

Upon hearing Fan Xian's words, Shen Zhong's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his smile and replied with a grin:

"This is certainly not His Majesty's intention; it may be because..."

However, just as Shen Zhong said "because", a muffled sound suddenly rang out, followed by a spurt of hot blood spraying onto Shen Zhong's face.

He stared in astonishment, his eyes wide with disbelief at what was happening before him.

The old woman's head was separated from her body, and she lay in a pool of blood, her head and body separated, the blood staining the ground red.

Just then, Fan Xian slowly handed the knife he had been holding in his right hand to Gao Da beside him and said:

"Since this is not the intention of the Northern Qi royal family, then this person must be a spy from Dongyi City or Ximang."

Otherwise, how could he have uttered such words that damage the friendship between our two countries?

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Xian looked at Shen Zhong with a smile, his eyes full of provocation and threat.

He seemed to be waiting for a heavy response.

Shen Zhong was shocked. He never expected that Fan Xian, who had always presented himself as a weak scholar, would have such a ruthless and decisive side.

After a few breaths, Shen Zhong recovered his senses and said to Fan Xian:

“Envoy Fan, you are right. This person must be a spy from another country. Otherwise, how could he say such things that damage the friendship between our two countries?”

After hearing Shen Zhong's words, Fan Xian did not hesitate at all and turned to walk towards the carriage.

After taking a few steps, Fan Xian suddenly stopped and continued speaking with his back to Shen Zhong:

"Commander Shen, shouldn't we enter the city?"

Shen Zhong watched Fan Xian's retreating figure, his heart sinking, but he maintained his smile and quickly said to Fan Xian:

“Envoy Fan, you haven’t taught Sean to me yet! It’s not too late for us to enter the city after these matters are handed over.”

Fan Xian did not stop after hearing this, but walked towards the carriage without turning back, while instructing Gao Da beside him:

"Go and hand over the reins to Commander Shen. I'll head back to the carriage now."

After saying that, he slowly walked towards the carriage.

After Fan Xian entered the carriage, his face turned extremely pale, and his body trembled slightly.

He forced back the churning in his stomach and tried to calm himself down.

However, once he finally sat down, a strong feeling of nausea surged up inside him, and he could no longer suppress it, so he started to dry heave.

Despite his calm and fearless demeanor when he beheaded the old woman, Fan Xian was actually in turmoil and on the verge of collapse.

As a person with modern thinking and values, although he could understand the cruel reality of ancient society, he still found it difficult to accept such a bloody and violent scene.