Master of Martial Arts, please enjoy a drunken revelry in the martial world.

A thousand sorrows run rampant.

After seeing Wan Sanqian off, Gu Qianbei continued brewing wine.

"Ding! A new wine recipe has been generated. Divine Drink: Immortal's Intoxication."

With Heavenly Fragrance Cardamom as the king ingredient, and a thousand rare medicinal herbs as its ministers, it was brewed over eighty-one days, imbued with nine parts martial arts spirit.

Gu Qianbei was taken aback when he saw the suddenly generated new wine recipe.

"No way, buddy, nine parts martial arts spirit? You're really asking for it."

I only have five copies left right now.

I thought it would be a lot, but you've turned it into a liability.

Gu Qianbei was helpless.

But upon closer inspection, this is a divine drink!

It doesn't seem too much to ask for nine parts of the chivalrous spirit.

Looking at the other materials, although Tianxiang cardamom was precious, he knew where it was, so it wasn't a hassle.

Moreover, the recipe didn't specify three, only one, so it would be easy for him to get it.

Of course, Gu Qianbei wouldn't mind having too many; he would find a way to get the remaining two.

As for the other thousand kinds of rare medicinal herbs, they were naturally paid for by the number one manor in the world.

His main purpose in joining the number one manor in the world was this.

"Another recipe for a divine drink; I wonder what rewards it will bring."

By the way, it's almost time to collect the last of the ingredients for that Forget-River Wine.

I wonder how things are going with Li Lianhua.

Thinking this through, Gu Qianbei decided to return to Daliang to check on the situation.

But just then, he sensed that Haitang had returned.

So he temporarily suppressed his thoughts and went out to greet Haitang.

"Begonia..."

Gu Qianbei was overjoyed to go out and rescue Haitang, but Haitang, who had left in high spirits, now had a bitter face and her eyes were even red, obviously she had just cried.

Seeing this, Gu Qianbei's expression turned slightly serious.

Has something else gone wrong?

That shouldn't be the case.

According to the plot, Haitang should have regained Zhu Wushi's favor at this point.

"Haitang, what's wrong?"

As soon as Gu Qianbei finished asking the question, Haitang threw herself into his arms and cried.

"Qianbei... My godfather doesn't want me anymore."

Haitang sobbed softly, her voice full of grievance.

Gu Qianbei frowned.

"What exactly happened?"

Gu Qianbei asked in a low voice.

Haitang immediately told Gu Qianbei everything that had just happened.

"The Marquis wants to recruit me as the number one secret agent in the Yellow Division?"

Gu Qianbei was extremely surprised.

Unexpectedly, the source was actually within myself.

One minute Wan Sanqian came over and said he wanted to cooperate with her, the next minute Zhu Wushi told Haitang that he wanted to recruit her as a secret agent of the imperial palace.

When did I become so sought-after that everyone wants to recruit me?

Because of strength?

Gu Qianbei could only assume this for the time being.

After all, a Celestial Realm expert is not someone to be talked about much in the entire martial arts world.

It's perfectly normal for others to want to recruit them.

But why would Zhu Wushi put so much pressure on Haitang?

Gu Qianbei didn't understand.

"Qianbei, I don't understand why my godfather suddenly became like this."

Why is he pressuring me like this?

This is clearly just a small matter.

Haitang said softly.

"It seems the Divine Marquis is in a hurry."

"in a hurry?"

Haitang looked puzzled when she heard Gu Qianbei say that.

"Due to family matters, Yi Dao has temporarily relinquished his identity as a secret agent of the Imperial Guard and is no longer able to serve the Divine Marquis."

The already insufficient number of imperial secret agents has been reduced by one; he has no one left to use.

That's why he wanted to recruit someone as soon as possible.

And I am the most suitable.

I suppose my information has already been placed in the Marquis's files.

I've done a lot of things over the years.

Not to brag, but I am indeed better than you imperial secret agents.

It's not surprising that he wanted to recruit me.

However, he was too hasty and revealed many inappropriate flaws, making the recruitment process seem very strange.

Gu Qianbei then told Haitang everything about Wan Sanqian's visit.

Haitang looked surprised.

"Master Wan actually came too? And it's because the number one calculus expert in the world predicted that I am his destined one?"

This...this is so strange.

Upon hearing the news that the world's greatest fortune teller had died, Haitang's expression turned even stranger.

Clearly, there are many suspicious points here.

"Haitang, who do you think killed the fortune teller? And who coerced him?"

Gu Qianbei spoke softly.

"I...I don't know."

Haitang actually had a guess in her heart. After all, she was a former imperial secret agent who handled cases, and she naturally had a certain sensitivity to cases.

But even though she had thought of it, she dared not say it aloud.

Because that was the answer she absolutely did not want to know.

Gu Qianbei realized this and sighed.

"Begonia, the Divine Marquis has already set his sights on me. I'm afraid I won't be able to stay in the capital for long."

I'll leave Beijing for a while to avoid the limelight.

Are you coming with me, or staying behind?

"I……"

Haitang wanted to leave with Gu Qianbei, but if she left like this, she would never be able to return to the Dragon Guard Manor.

That wasn't just her workplace; it was her home.

Who would easily leave their home?

"Begonia, the Marquis's ambition has already begun to show. In the future, he may set his sights on the supreme position."

"At that time, will you help him or the emperor?"

Gu Qianbei continued.

"No, Godfather wouldn't rebel!"

Haitang quickly replied.

Gu Qianbei looked at Haitang but didn't say anything more.

But they both understood what he meant.

This is nothing but Haitang's self-deception.

Judging from the events involving 13,000, it's not hard to deduce Zhu Wushi's purpose.

A powerful minister who doesn't know how to restrain himself, regardless of whether he has rebellious intentions, will ultimately be considered a rebel.

This is the law of history.

The key is whether he has the ability to rebel, not whether he has the will to rebel.

Sometimes he doesn't want to rebel, but his subordinates are very eager to claim credit for his success.

Moreover, Zhu Wushi is a smart man.

He's gone this far; no one would believe he had no intention of rebelling.

"Qianbei, I want to try to persuade my godfather."

I think he will give up on this unrealistic idea.

Giving up now can still prevent a tragedy from happening.

Haitang didn't want to give up just like that.

She found it even more hard to believe that her godfather really had such thoughts.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Gu Qianbei said.

"No, I'll go myself. I'm afraid you'll be in danger if you go."

Moreover, this is a conversation between my godfather and me. If you were here, I'm afraid there would be many things that would be difficult to say.

So, wait for me here, okay?

Looking at Haitang's pleading eyes, Gu Qianbei sighed.

"Okay, I'll wait for you here."

"Thank you, Chibee."

Haitang gently touched Gu Qianbei's lips, then turned and left.

Watching Haitang's departing figure, Gu Qianbei murmured, "Going back to persuade her at this time would be tantamount to sending her to her death. How could I really let you go alone?"