Why do I have so many masters?

Li Qidao sighed heavily and suddenly sneered:

"Mo Family's Pei Yue, Mo Family's Pei Yue..."

"He really knows how to complicate things. If there's a chance, I'd indeed like to witness his Mo Family Sword Intent."

"Your father The Emperor is truly capable; being able to call up such a person, and daring to do so; it seems your methods are lacking. Should I say, the older, the spicier?"

The man spoke softly:

"That's the second reason I came here."

"This person was not The Emperor's doing, but rather there is a third party involved, using ruthless tactics and leveraging power to strike, we must be cautious and vigilant to prevent another incident."

"As for Pei Yue, as you know, he originally belonged to the Yan Imperial Family, and was once the number one Swordsman of Yan. It was said that he was the successor of the next great leader of the Mo Family. Back then, Yan had the non-offensive support of the Mo Family, and our Great Qin could not take down the Border City for several months. Therefore, through a scheme to drive him away, we finally succeeded."

When the man mentioned this plot, he spoke calmly and soothingly, and there was nothing unusual, but Li Qidao unusually fell silent, spat and showed a face full of disgust and impatience.

The stratagem then originated from Divine Martial Mansion; it was Zhou Fengyue's doing. Years ago, this old minister of three dynasties had already had his three hundred subordinates disguise as Mo Family disciples; on this basis, they further disguised themselves to secretly kill people in Yan.

The people he used were all Death Row inmates from Jianghu of Great Qin, committing all kinds of atrocities, given Silver Coin and Secret Manuals, and secretly poisoned, manipulating their families. Three hundred highly skilled Martial Arts figures from Jianghu committed all manner of atrocities in Yan, yet Zhou Fengyue suppressed it with manipulative human tactics.

When the sabotage plot was fully ignited, spreading the news, the actions committed over the years were directly revealed to the world, making the sabotage a great success. The Qin army retreated three hundred miles, and how could Yan lack resolute officials to deport the Mo Family Disciples from defending the city.

Later, Zhou Fengyue also assassinated Mo Family Disciples by feigning death and ignited beacon fires. Yan's national strength was weak, solely relying on the Mo Family for support. At the time, Pei Yue, both a Prince of the Yan Royal Family and a great disciple of the Mo Family Leader, was nearly driven to commit suicide with his sword to prove the innocence of both parties.

However, one party was concerned for its citizens, and one party angered by the killing of the disciples. Neither side wanted to compromise, and the conflict continued.

At that time, it was not that no one mentioned that this might be Great Qin's plot to sow discord, but the Mo Family disciples had committed murders, which began five years earlier when Great Qin and Yan were still on good terms.

Rumors swirled endlessly like a tide.

Zhou Fengyue, like an ancient turtle in an old well, only silently fueled the waves.

Later, it was still Wang Tiance who borrowed the false news of the imminent downfall of the Mo Family to move the nearly overwhelmed Pei Yue to secure his life, out of compassion and also fearing he might find a way to turn the tables.

He then seized the moment of unpreparedness to strike down Yan.

Afterward, Wang Tiance, who was a sworn friend of Zhou Fengyue, nearly reached the point of breaking ties after a quarrel. If not for the unrest in the world and the ceaseless wars across the Four Seas, the stubborn Wang Tiance was almost ready to throw in the towel.

When he left, he did not notify Zhou Fengyue.

Zhou Fengyue did not see him off either.

The man spoke softly:

"Given Pei Yue's character, not only father The Emperor, even I cannot use him."

"To make him come, it could only be an old friend from the past. This time carrying a sword and restraining his strength, not harboring any killing intent, but if he comes empty-handed next time, with his Sword Finger, he could well challenge a Great Grandmaster."

"That's one point,"

"Now Pei Yue has changed his name to Pei Danding, paying no heed to the Imperial Court. General Li, who do you think in the world could persuade him to come out of retirement?"

Li Qidao's expression grew calm, but there was a hint of ferocity in his eyes.

The valiant man said,

"Back then, Su Valley masterminded an alliance, using the armies of the Six Kingdoms to attack our Great Qin, capturing over seventy cities in a blink. If not for sheer luck, today there would be no dominion of Great Qin. Can it be that this person, even now, has not reincarnated? Or perhaps it is his direct disciple, standing in as his pawn?"

Li Qidao gave a cold smile, rose to his feet, and bowed to the man, saying:

"There has never been luck under heaven!"

"The world of Great Qin wasn't tossed down to us by the heavens."

"It was earned through the united hearts of the Qin people, through the sacrifice of Zhu Tianrui's eight thousand soldiers who fought to their deaths, and the commanding officer who was torn apart, blocking the elite troops of Yan Country!"

"It was Su Zhengcheng, prepared for battle day and night, pitting foot soldiers against cavalry, trading three lives for one in fierce combat, holding back the Iron Cavalry of Jinwu's Martial Spirit King; it was Sima Cuo with thousands of troops, dispersed into smaller units, fighting hand-to-hand with the enemy in narrow alleys, where every step trod upon flesh and blood."

"It was also the Divine Martial Mansion scaling thousands of feet of Snow Mountain, seeking aid from foreign lands, turning the blades of war back home, attacking the enemy at their flank, where the fighting never ceased, and even Wang Tiance, that frail scholar, beheaded two men, depicting the intensity of the battle."

"Your Majesty, there has never been luck in this world. We, none of us, believe in fate, only in the Iron Slaying Sword in our hands, regardless of whether it be Jinwu's Martial Spirit King or Chu State's Iron Army, all claim fate is on their side, yet they all collapse in defeat."

"Although Su Valley was exceptional in devising strategies, using his own capabilities to confuse the forces of the Six Kingdoms, he miscalculated human hearts and human strength. If we could defeat him once, we could defeat him again."

"Back then in Yan Country, although I did not favor Zhou Fengyue's treacherous schemes, I knew that relying solely on Mo Family and Pei Yue was like supporting the sky with one pillar, a castle in the air."

"The slightest issue would turn once vibrant scenes to raging fires, leaving them unable to recover."

"Li Qidao may not recognize a single big character, but he understands one principle."

"If there is fate, it rests upon the edge of my sword!"

Inside the carriage, Li Changxing's blood boiled, his fists clenched involuntarily, longing to return to those days when heroes and high officials were everywhere, to be a knight with a blade on his back for Great Qin's expansion.

The valiant man stood up, heaved a profound sigh, and said:

"I have worn down my vigor in the Imperial Court, yet General, you retain the same spirit as before in Jianghu. Forget it, I intended to ask if the General wished to take up his command once more. Seeing today that your heart is set on Anfeng, I shall not ask."

"Today, Li Sheng will lead his men out of Heavenly Capital, in search of Anfeng. If he wishes to serve, the position of Duke of the State will be his, and now that the world is unified, if Su Valley wishes to play his games, he can only make his moves in Jianghu, beneath the walls of Heaven Capital City, which are admittedly safer."

Li Qidao corrected,

"It's Anfeng."

The valiant man laughed loudly, saying, "Good, good, good, Anfeng, Anfeng, just a stroke different, why fuss over it so much, General Li is too petty."

Li Qidao remained silent.

As the laughter died down, the highest ranked person in the whole world, without much ado, stretched lazily and muttered that he didn't know when he'd next be able to laugh so heartily. Li Qidao hesitated, ultimately not saying that if there's leisure to spare, you might come here for a visit.

Only Wang Tiance could say such a sentence.

When the valiant man walked out of the courtyard, his steps paused slightly, and he said quietly:

"General Li, my grandson's residential palace and Staff College are located in the Phoenix Tree Palace. Should you have some free time, feel free to visit."

Li Qidao narrowed his eyes and agreed.

PS: Today's first release... consisting of 3800 characters