Even emperors have it tough, so don't be too picky about the entries.

Isn't that the same thing?

Poison Master doesn't have any concept of love or anything like that; even if he did, he would deny it to the death.

Wu Xingyun attributes this to shared ideals and a mutual recognition of beliefs.

"Your Majesty, I have absolutely no selfish motives; my actions are entirely for the benefit of Northern Mang."

"War is tantamount to destroying one's own vassal kings, and the benefits of trade far outweigh those of plunder."

"If we march south, and the Central Plains adopt a scorched-earth policy, they can launch a direct attack on our rear with highly mobile cavalry, burn our pastures, and seize our livestock. Then we will be finished."

"Chen Yuan's 500,000 men suffered a crushing defeat, not because our grasslands are too powerful, but because Chen Yuan is too foolish, Your Majesty."

"Shut up!!!"

These words pushed Helian Yunni to the brink of a complete breakdown.

Trade, exchanging warhorses, cattle, and sheep for their salt, iron, tea, and cloth?

This is tantamount to handing over the lifeline of the grasslands to others, making them overly dependent on the Central Plains and gradually turning them into vassal states.

What she found even more unacceptable was that Wu Xingyun actually said the grasslands were not powerful!

It turns out the victory was entirely due to the opponent's stupidity!

How could the proud Helian Yunni tolerate this?

"Wu Xingyun, you've really betrayed us completely."

"I tell you, now that the grasslands are under my rule, they can assemble an army of 200,000 at any time and completely conquer the Central Plains."

"I will become the ruler of the world! I will lead the grasslands out of this nomadic life! I will ensure my people live in luxury from now on! I will make this vast world revere our grasslands!"

"What kind of mind-altering drug did he give you to make you so mentally unstable?"

Seeing this, Wu Xingyun knew that he could not persuade her.

He kowtowed again, then raised his head and looked at Helian Yunni.

"Your Majesty, I have said all I need to say. This life was given to me by Your Majesty back then. If Your Majesty wants to take it back, I can return it at any time."

"you!"

Helian Yunni's short sword was pressed against her neck again.

But in the end... he still fell to the ground.

She turned her head away and placed her hand on the table.

"Wu Xingyun, I will let you see with your own eyes how I conquer the Central Plains. Take him away!"

......

In the capital city, at the Golden Wind and Drizzling Rain Pavilion.

At this moment, the poster was having a small meeting with his brothers.

The Golden Wind and Drizzle Pavilion has been having a tough time lately.

The original poster hasn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

Looking at the accounts every day, I just feel green with envy.

In the past, when people took jobs in the building, they would collect tens of thousands of taels of silver as a deposit. Even if someone committed a murder, there would still be a final payment. The silver flowed into the vault like water.

Now, things are really bad; they can't even get a few small jobs that cost a few thousand taels of silver.

Does this mean that no one has the desire to kill anymore, and the world is at peace?

No, it's that the reputation of Jinfeng Xiyu Tower is completely ruined.

In the room by the window, the owner, Ximen Gucheng, sat in a grand chair.

There were seven or eight assassins on duty sitting sparsely below, all of them listless.

Ximen Gucheng grew increasingly angry as he looked at the teacup, slamming it down on the table, spilling tea all over the surface.

"Wake up, you bastards! If business keeps going like this, we won't even have enough to eat next month. Give me some ideas on how to generate revenue!"

How to generate revenue? Last time, hundreds of people crawled through cow dung and came back empty-handed.

It became the biggest joke in the industry.

The signboard of Jinfeng Xiyu Tower is still there, but the name has changed to: Stupid.

People had obviously attended too many of these small meetings on revenue generation, and each of them made a few perfunctory remarks.

What kind of price reduction promotions are these? Buy one get one free, buy five get one free...

It's completely unoriginal.

Some even suggested that since everyone in the Golden Breeze and Fine Rain Pavilion is highly skilled in agility, why not start a side business, like running errands or delivering goods?

The original poster shook his head repeatedly upon hearing this.

Although he was angry, he was helpless; he knew the root of the problem.

The Golden Wind and Drizzle Pavilion received two major orders in a row, both involving the assassination of Chen Shao.

But each time they returned empty-handed.

To generate revenue, you must first regain your reputation.

If Chen Shao doesn't die, they won't even have the face to call themselves assassins.

After a while, they will all have to switch careers and become butchers.

For a moment, sighs filled the room once again.

At that moment, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open.

Everyone turned to look at the same time.

Su Ruolan was standing at the door, dressed in plain clothes.

Her complexion was much better than before, and she looked radiant.

Her skin was fair with a rosy glow, and her eyes and brows possessed an indescribable charm.

It's as if she's shed her girlish naiveté and gained a touch of mature womanly charm.

The young assassins stared wide-eyed.

As a newcomer, I couldn't possibly handle this style...

"Miss Su, you smell like a married woman now that you've been there?"

"Get out of here, or we'll use you as test subjects for poison."

Su Ruolan walked straight up to the host.

They revealed the entire betting agreement that Chen Shao had proposed.

"Seven days of no defense... Either kill him, or submit to him..."

The poster got up and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.

He wondered to himself where this kid got such confidence.

There are no defenses?

What exactly does his lack of vigilance mean?

"It's giving us the opportunity to assassinate them individually; there will definitely not be a large number of Imperial Guards lying in ambush."

Is this person's statement credible?

Su Ruolan patted her chest and assured her, "Although this man is a bit shameless, his words are still trustworthy. Otherwise, how could those roughnecks of Black Wind Stronghold truly be loyal to him?"

"Let's do it, OP!"

An old assassin stood up and clasped his hands in greeting.

"Our reputation is practically ruined now. If we win the gamble, we can turn things around; if we lose, we'll just get a new boss."

"Besides, if we really lose, working for the emperor would probably pay us more, right?"

The last sentence almost made Ximen Gucheng choke.

But he knew in his heart that the Golden Wind and Drizzle Pavilion was facing a life-or-death crisis.

Without making changes, we are doomed.

We can't let a centuries-old brand be ruined in our own hands.

He looked around at everyone and saw that they all had excited expressions on their faces.

"Damn it! Chen Shao's actions are adding fuel to the fire; it's a blatant disregard for our building!"

"Does he really think we're all hype and no substance?"

The original poster then changed the subject.

"However, we must do things in a planned way, not blindly, and we must strive for efficiency..."

"OP, just say it directly."

"Send a message by carrier pigeon to summon all the top talents in our building back!"

Upon hearing this, everyone gasped.

I could hardly believe my ears.

The Golden Wind and Drizzle Pavilion has almost monopolized all the top assassins in the world.

The people the poster mentioned are the world's number one swordsman, the world's number one escape artist, the world's number one beauty, the world's number one ruthless, the world's number one poisoner, and the world's number one Taoist master.

Despite the name suggesting only six people, the most ruthless group in the world is actually a five-person team.

"My lord, with these men taking action, success is assured. However, if I may be so bold, isn't it a bit like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut?"

Upon hearing this, several assassins nodded in agreement.

A person's name is like the shadow of a tree.

These people are all extraordinary; they are practically an all-star lineup for the Golden Breeze and Fine Rain Pavilion.

Ximen Gucheng sneered.

"Have you forgotten how we got screwed up before?"

"Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit, let alone Chen Shao, who is not a rabbit but a dragon. If we are going to do it, we should go all out and leave no room for retreat."

The poster glared at everyone.

"With such contempt for the enemy, you will never become top assassins."

"This assassination will be called Operation Dragon Slayer."

"Ruolan, go back to the palace and tell Chen Shao that I have accepted this bet."

"If we still can't kill him after seven attempts, the Golden Wind and Fine Rain Pavilion will be at his command from now on."

Su Ruolan was about to turn around after receiving the order when Ximen Gucheng suddenly called out to her again.

"Ruolan, you are the most beautiful woman in the world. Remember, the assassination attempt began the moment you stepped into the palace, understand?"