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Meng Wu looked at his neck and limbs bound by ropes, barely hearing what was being said on stage. At that moment, he realized that the heavy rain that had been falling for days had finally stopped. Gazing up at the clear clouds in the sky, his mind was filled with thoughts. Luzi! You are truly a wicked plague! Nothing good ever comes when I encounter you; I hope we never meet again in the next life! Even if I have to be reborn as a pig, I don't want to see you again!
What if this guy is a butcher in his next life? If that's the case, it would be terrible! While he was lost in these thoughts, he suddenly noticed that the dazzling sunlight was being blocked by someone.
"Get out of the way! Don't delay me from enjoying the sun!"
"Hurry up and get up! There will be plenty of time to enjoy the sun; it doesn't matter if you take a little longer!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Meng Wu squinted to see who was blocking his view of the sun. After a moment of adjustment, he finally recognized him—it was the plague god who deserved to be punished! Seeing the true god before him, he couldn't care less about his sore backside or legs; he jumped up intending to escape but was caught by Luzi.
"General Meng! Are you planning to leave?"
Hearing this, Meng Wu broke into a cold sweat. If this continued, he would surely be doomed! He quickly turned around and knelt on the ground, bowing deeply, "Your Majesty, if there are any orders, I will do my utmost."
Luzi clearly did not mind being addressed as Your Majesty; he smiled slightly and helped this misuser of titles to his feet. "Are you trying to trick me?"
"I wouldn't dare! Even if I were to go home and trick my father, I wouldn't dare to trick you!"
"Well! That's simply outrageous! Go back and tidy yourself up; come with me back to the country for punishment."
But where is home? It was already demolished by officials last night! Meng Wu dared not mention this and immediately stated that those were just external possessions; it was fine to let them go!
Luzi had made up his mind and said no more. He turned around to express his gratitude to those on stage and then ordered people to lift Meng Wu onto a carriage. Once everything was ready, they headed towards the west city gate with Qin State soldiers.
Along the way, Meng Wu asked how he was rescued, and Luzi replied, "As long as we have the covenant in hand, international matters are not a problem. Not to mention killing the generals of Qin State, even harming civilians is unacceptable! Rules are rules; those who attempt to break them will be condemned by all under heaven. As for how to deal with the murderer, that is a matter for my Qin State! It is precisely because the country is strong that what this person says carries weight. If everyone thinks only of self-indulgence like you do, the country will become weak and helpless. When that time comes, don’t expect to save anyone; even gifts from Envoys will not be welcomed."
Despite being a warrior, Meng Wu was quite sharp-minded. In today's world, the so-called covenants have long become mere scraps of paper. Even if Zhou Tianzi were to speak out, the six powerful Feudal States could simply ignore him if they chose not to listen. This is not just a decline of imperial power but also a complete collapse of former rules. The most effective path now is what Luzi mentioned: only a wealthy and strong nation can stand tall.
Next are those hard currencies; forming connections with influential figures who can sway national affairs is essential. Although ministers from various countries are already wealthy enough to rival nations, they still recklessly gather wealth from around the world. The first thing that can save oneself is, of course, one's own country, followed by using those so-called external possessions to silence certain individuals.
Luzi's maneuvering was almost effortless; a hefty sum of Gold and Silver Jewelry could make those high-ranking officials obedient. Money? We have plenty! Consider it temporarily stored with you! Unifying the world will surely be realized through our efforts! However, he did not want to reveal this matter to Meng Wu; after all, Qin State was still not strong enough.
Over the years, Luzi discovered that the role of secret operations sometimes surpasses the effects of open warfare. As long as plans are perfectly executed, it is possible to bring down an originally powerful nation without firing a single shot. If this Secret Front could be maximized, its inherent power could create legends! This power, which has been cultivated over generations of Sovereigns until today, is precisely in his hands. Such a miraculous gift makes it hard not to leave a mark in history!
Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared; this saying holds true at all times.
After returning, the convoy halted upon reaching Han State and found a luxurious inn to stay for several days. With homecoming so close—just passing through Han State before stepping onto their own land—one realizes how painful it is to miss home only at such moments.
Meng Wu inquired why they were delayed but was told he needed to stay here to recuperate. His constitution was inherently excellent, so his recovery would naturally be much faster than that of ordinary people. Moreover, the Constable responsible for his punishment felt gratitude towards this hero who eliminated harm for the people and did not apply excessively brutal methods. Anyone with some medical knowledge knows that being beaten until one’s skin is torn and flesh exposed is entirely different from injuring muscles or bones; these concepts must not be confused.
Feeling sprightly and without issues after a night’s rest, Meng Wu went directly to find Luzi. From leaving Qi State to arriving in Han State, over a month had passed. Not missing home while away was merely selective amnesia. Once back, one suddenly realizes that feelings of homesickness can no longer be suppressed. No matter what, he had to persuade Luzi to set off for home today; if all went well, they would reach Boundary in no more than three days.
“General Meng, where are you headed?” A guard of Luzi was about to go out when he saw Meng Wu's hurried figure and thought there was an urgent Military Situation.
“It’s nothing! I’m just going to chat with Luzi.”
The guard bowed and said, “It’s unfortunate that you came at this time; my master left early this morning.”
"He's gone out!? What time did he leave?" Meng Wu was taken aback by this answer. "What did he go out for? Does anyone know if he'll be back today?"
In response to these questions, the guard could only shake his head. This news was something he heard from a brother who returned from the morning shift. As for what time the master left and whether he would return today, no one knew.
Just when it seemed they were about to go home, the leader suddenly vanished. Was it a concern about not being able to report back, or had he secretly returned already? Meng Wu, filled with questions, returned to his room in frustration, lying on his back on the bed with his eyes closed, pondering the matter. Luzi had gone to great lengths to rescue himself from Qi State, which naturally had its reasons. Only someone indispensable could have such an opportunity for rescue; they must either be entrusted with an important task or have significant matters to attend to. What could be so important that it felt so mysterious?
As the word "mystery" suddenly surfaced in his mind, Meng Wu realized that he might not be able to return home after all.
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