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

Cola Novels: This is where dreams begin, and where dreams come true.

Ji Wuye wields immense power in the court, while Bai Yifei commands a large army. Although both belong to the Nightclub, there is inevitably a power balance and a conflict of interests between them.

Jade Tiger's reaction confirmed Han Fei's earlier guess: the Ghost Soldiers' robbery of the treasury was likely not just a show orchestrated by Ji Wuye to fill the national treasury deficit; behind it, there might be a deeper power struggle within the Nightfall organization.

Thinking this through, Han Fei knew that he had achieved his goal for the day.

He came to Lanxiu Manor not expecting to get the whereabouts of the military pay directly from Emerald Tiger. He had two real purposes.

First, he came to "scout out" the place, preparing for "borrowing" money from Emerald Tiger later. He wanted to see for himself just how wealthy Lanxiu Villa was and how heavily guarded it was.

Secondly, it was to send a warning shot and test the reaction within the Nightfall.

Now, both objectives have been successfully achieved.

He not only confirmed the quality of the Emerald Tiger, but also unexpectedly gained crucial intelligence that there might be cracks within the Nightfall.

"Hahaha, you flatter me." Han Fei suddenly burst into laughter, breaking the somewhat somber atmosphere in the hall.

He put down the golden cup in his hand, stood up, walked to the Jade Tiger's side, and patted his broad shoulder affectionately.

"Han Fei was just asking casually, why is Lord Hu so nervous? Since you don't know, then forget it. Although this case is tricky, since my father entrusted it to me, I will naturally find a way to get to the bottom of it. There's no need for you to trouble yourself."

Emerald Tiger trembled as Han Fei slapped him, then quickly stood up and said with a forced smile, "Young Master is wise and powerful, and will surely solve the case soon, relieving the King's worries. This humble subject will await your good news at Lanxiu Manor."

"Of course, of course." Han Fei opened his folding fan and fanned himself gently twice. His gaze swept over the Western Region dancers who were still gracefully dancing in the main hall. He exclaimed, "The dancers in your manor are indeed exceptionally beautiful and their dancing skills are superb. I have certainly had a feast for the eyes today. However, I still have a pile of files waiting for me to deal with at the yamen, so I won't bother you any longer. Farewell."

"Oh dear, young master, are you leaving already? This humble servant has prepared..." Jade Tiger feigned an attempt to persuade him to stay.

"No need, there's plenty of time in the future. Please stay." Han Fei waved his hand and turned to walk out of the hall without any hesitation.

Jade Tiger escorted Han Fei all the way to the gate of the manor. As Han Fei's carriage slowly drove away, his fat face, which was full of smiles, instantly turned gloomy.

"Guards!" Emerald Tiger shouted coldly.

A black-clad guard appeared behind him like a ghost.

"Immediately send someone to the General's mansion to report to the General everything about Han Fei's visit today, word for word. Remember, do not add any of your own speculations, just say what Han Fei asked and what I answered." A cold light flashed in Emerald Tiger's eyes.

"Yes!" The guard accepted the order and vanished from the spot in an instant.

Jade Tiger stared in the direction the carriage had disappeared, his fat fingers clenched into fists.

"Han Fei, Han Fei, where exactly are you trying to set this fire on? Whatever you're planning, you won't get a single penny of my Emerald Tiger's money!"

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On the other side, Han Fei sat in a spacious and comfortable carriage, his body swaying slightly with the bumps of the carriage.

The scenery outside the carriage window kept receding, and the bustling city of Xinzheng drifted in through the gaps in the curtains. The sounds of vendors hawking their wares, horses' hooves, and pedestrians chatting mingled together, creating a vibrant scene of everyday life.

However, Han Fei's mind was not on this at all.

He closed his eyes, his mind replaying every detail of his encounter with the Emerald Tiger at Lanxiu Manor.

"Jade Tiger's reaction confirms my suspicions. There's a culprit within Nightfall, and it's very likely Blood-Clad Marquis." Han Fei silently calculated in his mind. "If Blood-Clad Marquis really did embezzle the money, then things become even more complicated. If Ji Wuye finds out he's been tricked by his subordinates, he'll definitely be furious. This might be an opportunity we can use to make them fight amongst themselves."

"but……"

Han Fei frowned slightly, suddenly feeling a strange sense of irritation.

"But I feel like something's not right. It seems... I've overlooked something extremely important."

He opened his eyes, looked at the exquisite carvings on the ceiling of the carriage, and fell into deep thought.

"Ten thousand taels of gold is no small sum. Even if the Blood-Clad Marquis has the ability to hide it, why would he make a move at this critical juncture? Doesn't he know that this will push the entire Nightfall into the limelight? With Bai Yifei's shrewdness, he shouldn't have made such a rash move."

"Moreover, I personally investigated the scene of the ghost soldiers' robbery. That kind of eerie illusion, that kind of method that leaves almost no trace, although it is very similar to the style of Nightfall, it always feels like it lacks a bit... bloodiness. Bai Yifei's actions are always accompanied by coldness and death, but this robbery seems too 'clean'."

Han Fei rubbed his slightly throbbing temples.

"If it's not Ji Wuye, and it's not Bai Yifei, then who could it be? Is there another mysterious force hidden in Xinzheng City, one that can rival Nightfall, or even manipulate Nightfall at will?"

When the idea first came to him, Han Fei himself found it somewhat absurd.

Nightfall has been operating in South Korea for many years and is deeply entrenched. How could they possibly allow such a force to exist right under their noses?

However, that intuition of "forgotten something" was like a thorn, deeply embedded in his heart, making it impossible for him to let go.

"What exactly is it? What step did I miss in my calculations?"

The carriage traveled smoothly along the cobblestone street, and before they knew it, they had arrived at the entrance of Zilan Pavilion.

"Young master, we've arrived." The coachman's respectful voice rang out from outside the carriage.

Han Fei took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his mind. He straightened his clothes, lifted the carriage curtain, and stepped down from the carriage.

As soon as Han Fei stepped into the Zilan Pavilion, a familiar scent, a blend of orchid fragrance and rich wine aroma, wafted towards him, allowing his tense nerves to relax slightly.

The hall remained a scene of extravagance and debauchery, with dignitaries embracing beautiful young women, clinking glasses, and engaging in lively discussions.

Han Fei skillfully weaved through the crowd, preparing to go directly to his private room on the second floor.

Just then, the door of Zilan Pavilion was pushed open again.

An extremely powerful and noble aura, completely out of place in this place of pleasure, instantly swept through the entire hall.

The once noisy hall seemed to have been paused by an invisible hand, instantly falling silent. All eyes involuntarily turned to the entrance.

Han Fei also stopped and turned to look.

Four people walked in through the doorway.