Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

Just as there are those who lack courage, there are also those who are full of courage.

Among the dozen or so students, three teenagers, after their initial fear, straightened their backs and looked angrily at the cabinet members who now occupied the pinnacle of the Great Qi Dynasty.

Over the past twenty years, eight of the original twelve scholars of Datong have passed away, but the number of cabinet seats has remained at twelve.

The missing positions were filled by later generations. Although these later generations were also members of the Datongtong Palace, they had never met Zhuang Sheng and were mostly sons of officials.

The cabinet has also transformed from a small organization that could only manage the Reform Bureau into a powerful organ dominated by the prime minister.

Over the years, under the cabinet's impetus, countless officials have had their homes ransacked and their families wiped out. Their notoriety is so great that no one dares to underestimate them, and people usually keep their distance when they encounter them.

This is the first time in nearly ten years that such a loud argument has occurred.

According to the cabinet members who joined later, if Su Xiaoyu hadn't been Su Xiang's younger sister, she would probably have been arrested by soldiers for disrespect and thrown into a dark and gloomy prison long ago.

The brother and sister had not seen each other for nearly twenty years, and the first day of their long-awaited reunion was filled with this scene.

Su Xiang's feelings were extremely complicated at this moment.

Under the gazes of eleven fellow soldiers, Su Xiang looked at his sister who was glaring at him.

An elderly woman, both familiar and unfamiliar.

Although her appearance has aged considerably, she remains as stubborn as ever.

It seems that my sister has been doing very well with Master Wan all these years.

In terms of cultivation aptitude, Su Xiang is much stronger than Su Xiaoyu. Back then, Wan Shu did not hold back and laid a good foundation for him.

After gaining Jun Huayang's favor, Su Xiang rose to prominence and, with the support of the imperial palace's resources, cultivated himself into a Celestial Martial Saint, still appearing as a middle-aged man to this day.

In contrast, Su Xiaoyu, who had always lived in Changzhou, led a much more ordinary life, getting married, having children, and serving Wanshu.

Without leaving a trace, Su Xiang, who looked like a middle-aged man, slammed his hand on the table under Su Xiaoyu's angry gaze, his voice icy cold.

"Have you made enough of a scene? This is the palace! Not a place for a shrew like you to run wild!"

"A shrew? Me, throwing a tantrum?"

Upon suddenly hearing her brother utter such words, Su Xiaoyu was so angry that she almost slapped Su Xiang across the face.

She suppressed her anger and stared intently at her brother.

"Su Xiang! You're calling me a shrew?"

"Oh……"

With a cold snort, Su Xiang sat back down in his seat.

"To shout loudly in this sacred palace grounds, to show such disrespect to high-ranking officials—what else could she be but a shrew?"

The cold words chilled Su Xiaoyu's heart. She sneered several times and stared at Su Xiang with her bloodshot eyes.

"Excellent! Excellent! What a fine Prime Minister Su..."

"You're a shrew, aren't you? Fine, I admit it. You'd better speak properly, and I'll speak properly with you..."

Before the furious Su Xiaoyu could finish speaking, Su Xiang had already raised three fingers.

"You only have three sentences to say. After that, go back where you were. The imperial palace is not a place for someone like you!"

Her heart was pounding, her clenched hands were bulging with veins, and Su Xiaoyu, who already had high blood pressure, felt dizzy and lightheaded, her body felt sluggish, and even breathing became a luxury.

After taking several deep breaths, Su Xiaoyu looked up and met Su Xiang's unfamiliar gaze.

As she expected, the person in front of her was no longer the beloved brother she once knew.

Su Xiaoyu came to this conclusion in her mind.

As early as when the events that had happened over the years reached her ears, Su Xiaoyu had already harbored such suspicions.

Now that she has seen Su Xiang with her own eyes, Su Xiaoyu is certain of the answer she had in mind.

Staring at the expressionless Su Xiang, and under the tense gazes of the students, Su Xiaoyu stepped forward and met Su Xiang's eyes.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"Reform the laws, secure the country, and bring peace to the world."

"This is utter nonsense," Su Xiaoyu told herself.

But she didn't say it aloud; instead, she immediately followed up with a second question.

"How long will this war last?"

"When will the feudal lords surrender, when will the rebels be beheaded, and when will the war end?"

The feudal lords surrendered? Are you kidding me!

Her heart sank again, and Su Xiaoyu asked the last question with a hint of bitterness.

"Everywhere there are dead bodies, everywhere there are people who can't survive, people are exchanging their own children to eat each other, mountains of bones... Is this what you wanted, brother?"

Upon hearing this, Su Xiang's hand, hidden under the table, trembled slightly. He lowered his eyes and spoke in a firm tone.

"The Emperor is wise; we are simply doing the right thing. As for some sacrifices, they are unavoidable..."

A little sacrifice? He actually calls this a little sacrifice? How dare he!

Back in "Sin Village," how much did Master Fu do for them? How much did Uncle Qin do for them?! How dare Su Xiang do that?!

Su Xiaoyu's anger grew stronger and stronger, and a buzzing sound came from her ears.

Despite her physical discomfort, she stepped forward and, to everyone's astonishment, slapped Su Xiang hard across the face.

"This slap is for Uncle Qin... If you have any conscience at all, you should think about how Uncle Qin taught us back then..."

After slapping Su Xiang hard across the face, Su Xiaoyu, her eyes filled with tears, glared fiercely at the remaining eleven members of the cabinet.

"You bunch of evil spirits who deserve to go to hell! You are unworthy to call yourselves students of the Great Harmony Path, much less students of Master Zhuangzi!"

After saying this, Su Xiaoyu ignored the reactions of the people inside the room and turned to step out of the cabinet.

She wasn't afraid of these people stopping her, nor was she afraid of the imperial soldiers; Master Wan was right outside the door.

Su Xiaoyu's students were stunned for a moment, then glanced back at the gloomy-faced people inside the room before following her out.

Outside Huaran Palace, Wan Shu, holding the Book of Great Harmony, leaned against the door, quietly watching Su Xiaoyu, who was crying her eyes out.

Dozens of soldiers, armed with weapons, hid in the distance, all pretending to be blind.

Clearly, these soldiers had already experienced Wan Shu's prowess when they arrived.

As it has developed to this point, in Wan Shu's hands, the power of the Great Harmony Book has completely crossed the level of a terrestrial deity.

After Su Xiaoyu calmed down, Wan Shu spoke softly.

"I told you long ago, they're not on our side, and coming here will only cause them more trouble."

"Master Wan... my brother... my brother... how could he have become like this..."

Seeing Su Xiaoyu's pale face, trembling body, and the possibility of her fainting at any moment, Wan Shu sighed, stepped forward, and pulled her into her arms.

A milky-white butterfly flew out of the book of Great Harmony, dispelling Su Xiaoyu's physical discomfort.

Wan Shu gently wiped away Su Xiaoyu's tears with a handkerchief before speaking.

"It's alright, it's alright, let them go to hell on their own, let's go home together..."

As she left the palace, holding the already asleep Su Xiaoyu, Wan Shu glanced one last time in the direction of the cabinet and sighed softly.

"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together, sir. So you foresaw this situation from the very beginning..."

……

"Xiangzi, why did you upset your sister so much in the palace? You could have explained things to her properly."

In the Prime Minister's study, Su Xiang looked at his former companions from the village of sin and sighed deeply.

"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together. We have already embarked on completely different paths and made far too many mistakes. How can we expect more?"

"We have endured humiliation and hardship to get to where we are today for the future of the Great Harmony Path and for the sake of all people. What is there that we cannot say?"

After his colleague finished speaking, Su Xiang suddenly extinguished the candle, his dim eyes fixed on the old man in front of him.

"For the future of the Great Harmony Sect? For the people of the world? To endure humiliation and hardship? Brother Shan, even now, do you really still believe that what you are doing now is for these reasons?"

After a long, long time, another long sigh followed.

"well"

"There's no going back..."

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