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A flicker of unusual color passed through Jiang Han's eyes as he said mockingly, "Besides, if the Moon Worship Sect were dissatisfied with my Manichaeism taking over Xiliang Prefecture, they would have sent envoys to inform me long ago. Why would they need to use you, a deposed prince, to deliver a treasure?"
The title of King Anle given to Chu Huai Zhen was conferred by the previous Western Chu Emperor, and its meaning was quite clear: it was a warning for him to behave and act as a Leisurely Prince, rather than constantly thinking about overthrowing the former Crown Prince, who is now the Western Chu Emperor!
Chu Huai Zhen thought he was being discreet, but his ambitions were already well-known to everyone. However, the current Western Chu Emperor valued brotherly affection and royal dignity.
Chu Huai Zhen felt stifled and somewhat annoyed but dared not show it. He had observed since entering the great hall that all the experts standing there were at the Innate Realm level. Even more terrifying was that, aside from the striking Manichaeism leader, he had also discovered two Martial Arts Grandmasters and several Half-Step Martial Arts Grandmasters. If he made even a slight misstep, he feared he might not survive to return to Western Chu!
The strength of Manichaeism was even more frightening than what was rumored outside. He had to return alive to Western Chu and inform the Royal Family's Ancestor so that they could prepare in advance!
"Sigh~"
Chu Huai Zhen retracted his aura and feigned regret as he sighed. He then attempted to put the treasure box back into his sleeve and cupped his hands, saying, "Since Sect Leader Jiang insists on this, I will await the arrival of Manichaeism in Western Chu. I hope that when the time comes, Manichaeism can still be so resolute!"
Even a clay figurine has its temper; how much more so for someone of noble status like him! For those who are self-important and have high aspirations, they cannot tolerate such contemptuous or dismissive insults.
"Wait!" Jiang Han spoke loudly.
Chu Huai Zhen frowned tightly and said, "What is it? In battle between two armies, envoys are not harmed. Does Manichaeism intend to act so foolishly?"
With no room left for negotiation, both sides would likely not engage in battle soon. He grew tired of pretending and spoke frankly.
'That may not be impossible,' this thought crossed Jiang Han's mind without being voiced aloud.
When you have no reputation, you are no longer burdened by it; when you do not care about morality, you are no longer constrained by it! Though these words were extreme, they were not entirely without reason.
"People can leave, but the things must stay."
Jiang Han lifted his eyelids and said calmly.
Chu Huai Zhen initially wanted to retort defiantly, but upon seeing a fleeting flash of killing intent in Jiang Han's eyes, he hesitated, uncertain whether Manichaeism would tear their relationship apart and take him down directly.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility existed. Although he had little say in the Western Chu court, he was still of the Western Chu Royal Family bloodline and a legitimate prince. If his head were to be severed and sent to the front lines, it would not only boost the morale of Manichaeism but also greatly undermine the spirit of Western Chu.
"Here!"
Chu Huai Zhen gritted his teeth and threw the treasure box towards Jiang Han. He wished he could skin alive the dog-headed strategist who suggested that he personally deliver gifts to Manichaeism! What kind of terrible idea was this? The leader of Manichaeism was utterly ruthless.
Jiang Han raised his hand to catch the treasure box, releasing a burst of energy that opened the wooden box. Inside, he found a book and a short dagger. The ancient book had "Sleeve Dragon" written in large characters on its cover, while the blade of the short dagger bore three eerie red characters: "Bloodthirsty Blade," with the handle engraved with four tiny characters: "Bashu Tangmen."
As Jiang Han picked up the ancient book, a mechanical voice instantly reminded him in his mind:
"Congratulations to the host for completing a special Sign-in Task. Reward: Heavenly Tier martial arts 'Sleeve Dragon' proficiency 80%."
"Note: When used in conjunction with the supreme Fierce Weapon 'Bloodthirsty Blade,' its power is doubled, comparable to Heavenly Tier Advanced Martial Arts!"
Before Jiang Han could marvel at how opportunities come unexpectedly, information about 'Sleeve Dragon' flowed into his mind like a gushing spring, instantly reaching mastery level.
His aura became sharp; raising his hand, he grasped the Bloodthirsty Blade, merging his presence with the fierce dagger. In the next moment, as Jiang Han lifted his hand, he resembled a Fierce Weapon ready to strike—hungry for blood and eager to kill.
With just a casual swing, a crimson blade light flashed by; before Chu Huai Zhen could even breathe a sigh of relief at having reached the entrance of the main hall, that scarlet Blade Light caught up with him.
Slash! Without giving him any time to react, the terrifying Blade Light had already caught up to him. He widened his eyes, helplessly watching as the blood-red Blade Light cleaved his body in half. Until death, he felt not a trace of pain!
The hall fell silent, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. Everyone was stunned, unable to believe that Jiang Han would strike without any warning.
"To kill a Grandmaster is like killing a chicken!" Many were shocked. Even though they didn't know Chu Huai Zhen's combat strength, he was undeniably a true Martial Arts Grandmaster, yet he was so easily beheaded before them!
Jiang Han glanced at them and said calmly, "Since the opponent has delivered an excuse right to our doorstep, let’s announce our declaration!"
Everyone: "???"
Excuse?
An excuse delivered to us?
What did we miss?
Seeing that these thick-headed individuals were not getting it, Jiang Han couldn't help but shout angrily, "Just say that Western Chu's King Anle used the pretense of offering treasures to assassinate this leader. We caught him red-handed and executed him!"
After saying this, he waved his sleeve and strode out of the hall.
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