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Just as the steward was about to make his move, Wyon walked in holding the hand of a young eunuch. Apart from his pale face, he didn't seem to be in a serious condition.

"Manager Huai, why have you come?" The overseer went over and personally helped Wynn to sit down in the only chair in the torture chamber. Without waiting for Wynn to open his mouth, he said in a guilty tone: "I'm really sorry. Please forgive me."

"You're only following orders, how could we blame you?" With that, Wayne looked at Jiang Fu, who was covered in wounds and tied up his hands, "I heard that Jiang Fu has been taken care of?"

The supervisor nodded, "Jiang Fu has admitted to everything. His Majesty has given the order to gouge out Jiang Fu's ears, ears, nose and mouth, causing him to die of blood."

Wyon sighed and cupped his hands, "We have been master and disciple the whole time. Could you please let us have a word with him?"

"Of course." Wyon was extremely popular in the palace. The overseer readily agreed and left with the people from the Hall of Punishment, leaving the two of them alone.

Jiang Fu forced open his swollen eyelids, stared at him, and said weakly: "It's you …" It was you who harmed me, wasn't it? "

Wynn slowly stood up. His usually crooked back was straight at this moment. It was like an unsheathed sword. Although it had been covered in dust for many years, it was still as sharp as ever.

"That's right, that medallion was placed in your room by our family, and it was also placed against those two Imperial Guards by our family."

Jiang Fu's eyes were filled with boundless hatred as he pulled on the iron chain with both of his hands, "It really is you! You're the spy of the Qi Kingdom! Let me out! I'm going to tell His Majesty!"

"Forget about not being able to see His Majesty, even if you did …" "Would His Majesty believe you?" Wynne sneered.

"You bastard, you will die a horrible death!" After saying that, Jiang Fu suddenly made a "pounce" sound and fiercely spat the saliva mixed with blood on Huaien's face.

Wynand turned his head to the side and avoided the spittle. He said in a deep voice, "We can forgive the sins that have been committed by the heavens; we can't live by our own efforts. You have only yourself to blame for suffering such a fate!"

"No!" You are the one who harmed me! " Jiang Fu shouted out hoarsely. If looks could kill, then Wynn would have died countless times over by now.

"If you didn't have evil intentions, how would I be able to harm you?" Yesterday, he had already noticed that Jiang Fu was following behind him, but he pretended not to know.

He had killed Wang Hu and didn't go far after leaving the cold palace. Instead, he had been hiding in secret and spying on Jiang Fu as he snuck into the cold palace. After that, he had gone to ask the two Imperial Guards about Wang Hu.

Actually, at that time, he could have killed Jiang Fu and prevented him from going to the sect to inform the sect, but he did not. He did not do so because he needed someone to shoulder the burden of Wang Hu's death and protect the secret of the God's opportunity camp.

As for Jiang Fu … This kind of ungrateful and greedy villain died for nothing!

While Jiang Fu was making his report to the East, he went to the two Imperial Guards and used poison to force them to obey his orders. He even gave them five hundred taels of silver.

"I will kill you! "Kill you!" His eyes were bloodshot as he shouted, but he only stopped at shouting. No matter how unwilling he was, the outcome of the battle was already clear.

Wyon's eyes didn't even move as he replied: "Don't have any bad thoughts in your next life. I don't want to be like this one again."

After saying this, Wyon turned and walked out. No matter how much Jiang Fu cursed behind him, he never stopped walking back. After today, he and Jiang Fu would never meet again, nor would they ever meet again. All of fate … This was the end!

When he walked out of the torture chamber, he returned to his usual stooped appearance, his back never straight. Under the cover of dusk, a crow flew by with its wings open, and a few black feathers slowly fell from the sky, landing behind Wynn.

After helping him back to his residence, the eunuch spoke in a respectful tone, "Head Supervisor, please take a rest. This humble one will go to the imperial kitchen to see if there is anything to eat."

"Alright." Wyon nodded with a smile. After the sound of footsteps faded away, he took the blue and white porcelain teapot and poured two cups of tea. He said lightly: "Come down."

Following his words, a black shadow jumped down from the beam and knelt on one knee. With a deep voice, he said, "Greetings, Honored Warrior!"

"Get up." Wyon handed over a cup of tea. He indifferently asked: "Did you kill them all?"

The black shadow replied respectfully, "Reporting to the Venerable One, we've killed them all. As for the pigeon, I've intercepted it and wrote a reply as per your orders, but I'm not sure if I can hide anything from you."

Wynand nodded, "It's good enough that we can do this. Even if we can't hide it, we won't suspect King Rui for a while." After a pause, he said, "Is King Rui okay?"

The black shadow's expression darkened, and he shook his head: "According to the news from Thirteen and the others, ever since the West Chu increased the number of troops, the Prince has always been at a disadvantage. He has lost a lot of soldiers, and even the Princess's Three-forced Array is about to be broken."

Wynn's hand tightened around the teacup. He was silent for a moment before he said, "Ah Er, according to what you see, if this situation continues, how much chance does the prince have of winning the battle?"

"Twenty percent." The black shadow that stood in front of Wynn was the second strongest expert in the God of Fortune Camp, and Wynn … It was the mysterious God of Fortune, the one who he had never seen before.

Only yesterday did he take the initiative to send a message for Ah Er to come see him. Only then did the latter know of Huai En's true identity, and no one could have imagined that the supervisor of Zhao Ming Palace's fourth rank palace, Dongfang Ru's trusted eunuch, was actually a Venerable One from the God's opportunity camp.

"Is there really such a disparity?" Wyon frowned, this twenty percent probability was almost equivalent to nothing.

Ah Er answered truthfully, "His Royal Highness' forces are only half of the Qi and Chu armies. It is not easy to last until now. It is very difficult to win, unless His Majesty is willing to increase the number of troops."

Wyon sneered, "It is as hard as climbing the sky and picking the moon to recruit troops." No one was clearer than him about the latter.

"What about the princess?"

"According to Sixteen, the Princess is currently researching a new formation. Whether she's successful or not, how powerful is she? There's no way to know."

Wynne lowered his head and slowly stroked the cup, seemingly carelessly rubbing it, but the cup still made a gurgling sound, as if it was unable to withstand the pressure. If one looked closely, they would notice a thin crack appearing on the wall of the cup.

"How many people do you have with you?"

"Thirty-seven!" Number Two's answer was simple and clear.

Wynn thought for a while and said, "Except for a few things that are necessary to stay with the king, the rest will all be transferred to his side, and we will kill the Qi and Chu armies at all costs. In short …" We have to win! "