Qin Dynasty: Ying Zheng is my brother, I am the Bad Commander

The night was as dark as ink, so thick it resembled the bottom of an inkstone that could not be dissolved.

Hundreds of steps away from the burning abandoned mansion, on the roof of a towering watchtower, a tall and slender figure stood silently in the howling night wind.

The man's snow-white hair danced wildly in the wind, and his long black robe with gold trim fluttered in the breeze.

His face was covered by a black veil, which concealed most of his features, but could not hide his sharp, cold eyes, which were like those of a hawk and exuded an arrogant disdain for the world.

It was Wei Zhuang.

At this moment, Wei Zhuang's cold eyes were fixed on the courtyard where flames were shooting into the sky in the distance.

The flames illuminated half the night sky as if it were daytime, and the billowing smoke, like a ferocious dragon baring its fangs, relentlessly devoured the heavens. Even from hundreds of steps away, Wei Zhuang could almost feel the scorching heat emanating from the flames.

"This fire is burning rather strangely," Wei Zhuang said, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

His presence here tonight is no coincidence. After extensive covert investigation and meticulous deduction, it has been basically determined that most of the military funds were secretly hidden by Ji Wuye in this seemingly abandoned mansion.

Wei Zhuang originally planned to personally infiltrate the mansion tonight to investigate and confirm the exact location of the military funds, so as to provide Han Fei with crucial leverage in the upcoming court games.

However, he never expected that before he could even take action, a raging fire would break out at his target location.

"Ji Wuye is greedy and this 100,000 taels of gold is his heart and soul. He would never set fire to his own treasury."

Judging from the panicked and desperate efforts of the defending soldiers below to fight the fire, it was clear that the incident had happened suddenly and exceeded their expectations.

Wei Zhuang's mind was racing, with ideas flashing through his head, which he quickly came up with, analyzed, and then refuted.

"Not one of Ji Wuye's men..." Wei Zhuang's eyes narrowed slightly, a dangerous glint flashing in them. He murmured, "It seems that a third party has intervened in this game in Xinzheng City."

This realization gave Wei Zhuang a long-lost sense of excitement.

As a successor of the Guigu School of Diplomacy, he fears nothing more than change and enjoys nothing more than eliminating all obstacles in the midst of chaos.

"I'd like to see who dares to snatch food from my jaws!"

Before he finished speaking, Wei Zhuang had already moved.

He lightly touched the roof tiles with his toes, and his whole body soared into the air like an arrow released from a bow.

Its posture was like that of a giant owl gliding through the night sky, silent yet incredibly swift.

With a few leaps and bounds across the rows of rooftops, he traversed hundreds of steps like a ghost, heading straight for the mansion ablaze with flames.

As they got closer, the acrid smell of burning wood and the pungent odor of kerosene grew stronger and stronger.

The shouts, curses, and clattering of water buckets from Ji Wuye's soldiers below as they fought the fire created a cacophony of sounds.

Wei Zhuang ignored the chaos below, his gaze scanning every corner of the mansion like a radar, trying to find the "third-party force" hidden in the shadows.

Just as Wei Zhuang was about to approach the building that served as the core warehouse and was about to land on a beam above it to check the situation!

A sudden change has occurred!

"Whoosh!"

A sword light, extremely sharp and cold, seemingly devoid of any human warmth, burst forth from a patch of shadow beside Wei Zhuang without warning!

This sword strike was incredibly fast! It was incredibly ruthless!

It's like the most deadly venomous snake lurking in the darkness, baring its fangs, sharpened with deadly poison, the moment its prey is most relaxed and alert.

Before the sword light even arrived, the chilling, bone-piercing sword energy had already torn through the night wind, heading straight for Wei Zhuang's vital throat.

"Um?!"

Wei Zhuang's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart skipped a beat.

As a top swordsman, his intuition was faster than his eyes.

In that critical moment, he didn't have time to think about who the attacker was; his body's instincts had already reacted first.

His body suddenly twisted in mid-air in an incredible way, abruptly changing the trajectory of his descent.

At the same time, the Shark Tooth Sword in his arms emitted a chilling sword cry, like a raging shark awakening, bursting forth with unparalleled ferocity!

"when--!!!"

A deafening clang of metal clashing exploded in the burning night sky, like a muffled thunderclap in mid-air.

Two completely different sword energies collided violently in mid-air, bursting out extremely dazzling sparks.

Using the recoil, Wei Zhuang performed an elegant backflip in mid-air and landed steadily on a roof ridge that had not yet been affected by the fire.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze shooting towards the other side like lightning.

Suddenly, a figure appeared less than three zhang away from him.

It was a man completely shrouded in black night clothes, his face covered by a plain black veil, revealing only a pair of deep, calm, and emotionless eyes.

In his hand, he held a three-foot-long sword that gleamed coldly, its tip pointing diagonally at the ground. He exuded an aura as unfathomable as an abyss.

This man was none other than Jing Ke, who had been ordered by Ying Chen to carry out the mission of transferring military funds!

Wei Zhuang held the Shark Tooth Sword in one hand, the tip of the sword leaving a shallow mark on the tile. He looked at the man in black opposite him, a wild and cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Such a swift sword strike, such ruthless killing intent. To be able to sneak up next to me without my noticing and deliver such a fatal blow, you are definitely not an unknown person."

Wei Zhuang's voice was deep and magnetic, and it traveled clearly to Jing Ke's ears in the night breeze.

He paused, his gaze sharpening as if trying to see right through Jing Ke, and said in a low, cold voice, "So, you're the third force hiding in the shadows. Tell me, whose people are you working for?"

Faced with Wei Zhuang's aggressive questioning and palpable killing intent, Jing Ke stood motionless as if he hadn't heard a thing.

His mission was to cover for the thugs to transfer military funds and to create chaos to buy time.

Therefore, Jing Ke had no intention of speaking to him.

His eyes instantly became incredibly sharp, and the true energy within his body surged forth like a mighty river.

"Whoosh!"

Jing Ke stomped his foot hard, instantly crushing the few green tiles beneath his feet into dust.

He transformed into a black lightning bolt and charged towards Wei Zhuang!

The longsword in his hand drew an extremely strange arc in mid-air, the sword light splitting apart, like a sky full of stars, completely enveloping Wei Zhuang's upper, middle and lower body.

"Not going to talk? Hmph, you won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

When Wei Zhuang saw that the other party dared to launch an attack on him, his arrogance intensified.

He sneered and said calmly, "I'll make you talk!"

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