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It just so happened that the banquet hall now covered all the famous families in the capital. If they wanted to do them harm, this was indeed a good opportunity.

But Chen Jiamu thought again, there was no reason for this wan chun tang to harm them at all?

If it was for money, then this wan chun tang was already the number one medicine shop in the capital. But if it was for power, then no one could tell what rights this medicine shop needed.

So, Chen Jiamu was a little confused. Why did wan chun tang do this?

"Jia Mu, this is not a plot by wan chun tang."

After Liu Xinyue heard this, he knew that Chen Jiamu was distracted, but that was also very normal. Most people's first reaction to this was definitely to the detriment of them.

"Not a conspiracy?" Chen Jiamu was stunned, and asked puzzledly: "What could that be? "Don't tell me this is part of the show as well!"

At this point, he quickly looked around him. Originally, there were only ten dancers from the Western Regions, but in this short period of time, nearly half of the dancers from the Western Regions had been injured.

As for their side, they were also injured. However, there weren't many injured, and most of them were just superficial wounds.

If he was supposed to tell him that this was part of a show, then Chen Jiamu would be an idiot if he believed it.

"You can say that, but you can also say otherwise."

Liu Xinyue patted Chen Jiamu's shoulders, and explained everything to him, "In my opinion, this should be a segment that was designed long ago in wan chun tang."

"Although I don't know why we're planning this, these so-called assassins won't really come to kill us."

"Brother Huo, why can't I understand what you're saying?"

Chen Jiamu was a little confused. What did this mean? And he didn't really know how to assassinate him?

"But Brother Huo, look at Mrs. Wen's eldest daughter! She's even been cut by an assassin's blade!"

Pointing at Wen Tai Rou who was covering her shoulders, Chen Jiamu said coldly.

Some of them had already been scratched, so why was this called a real assassination?

If that didn't count, then how could it be considered as being assassinated?

Was he really going to lose his life?

"Mrs. Wen's eldest daughter has only been scratched, her skin is injured, it's not a big deal. And look at those assassins, other than the few that were injured in the beginning, they spent the rest of their time fighting with the Duke's bodyguards."

Liu Xinyue knew the anger in Chen Jiamu's heart, but she still analyzed it calmly for him. After all, she knew that this was only a deliberate arrangement by the wan chun tang.

"But Brother Huo, why did the wan chun tang do such a thing?"

After Chen Jiamu heard this, he calmed down as well. After thinking back carefully, he looked at the shopkeeper and Boss Wan, and saw that the two of them still looked relaxed, and could not help but feel that Liu Xinyue's words were reasonable.

"Why …"

Liu Xinyue lightly tapped his chin and started thinking.

wan chun tang invited them to participate in the auction. At the same time, there would be a banquet and a medical appraisal convention before the auction.

Previously, Liu Xinyue had already made a series of conjectures, but he discovered that there was a large possibility for the wan chun tang to hold the medical appraisal convention together with the banquet, instead of the previously mentioned banquet first and then the medical appraisal convention.

At first, the identification of the three dishes was to examine the doctors' theoretical knowledge and distinguishing ability.

Then, if she were to decide what to do next, the conclusion of the theory would most likely mean that she would be observing her combat ability.

Actual combat?

"That's right, just like that!"

Thinking of that, the thoughts in Liu Xinyue's mind immediately became clear.

"Brother Huo, did you think of something?" Hearing Liu Xinyue's words, Chen Jiamu could not help but ask.

"That's right, I have already thought about why the wan chun tang would do such a thing." Liu Xinyue nodded and replied.

"Then, Brother Huo, why did the wan chun tang do this?" After hearing that Liu Xinyue already understood the reason behind all of this, Chen Jiamu hurriedly asked.

"The reason the wan chun tang is doing this, is actually for their so-called medical expertise appraisal conference."

Liu Xinyue looked at the shopkeeper and said solemnly.

In fact, if they wanted to test their doctors' actual medical skills, there were completely other ways. For example, using animals as substitutes. They didn't have to do this.

To tell the truth, if they did so, what if they didn't want to cooperate or if someone bumped into them in the middle of their panic? What if it was not just a simple superficial wound?

So on this point, Liu Xinyue did not approve of wan chun tang's actions.

"Great Assembly of the Appraisal of Medical Arts?"

Chen Jiamu was startled, and subconsciously said, "Isn't this supposed to start after the banquet?"

"Brother Huo, do you mean to say that they arranged these assassins to attend the medical appraisal meeting?"

"Yes." Liu Xinyue nodded and agreed with what he said.

"But, what does this medical appraisal meeting have to do with assassins?" At this moment, Chen Jiamu hated this damned Medical Appraisal Assembly.

"Think about it, if this assassin stabbed and injured our guests, we would need a doctor to treat them." Liu Xinyue saw that after this fight, the West Dancing Lady assassins were already at a disadvantage and were almost suppressed by the Duke's bodyguards.

"Through this treatment, we can see how skilled doctors are."

"Damn it, isn't this because they don't care about our lives at all?"

Hearing Liu Xinyue's explanation, Chen Jiamu immediately threw a punch onto the wall.

The way wan chun tang was simply too cold-blooded …

This banquet had just started not long ago, and yet it had already ended like this. I wonder if the wan chun tang has some other tricks up their sleeves.

"This point is unclear. What exactly is wan chun tang thinking."

Liu Xinyue looked at the shopkeeper, then looked at the few princes who were still sitting in their original positions without moving, then looked at the battle in front of him, he did not know why, but he felt that there was something strange about it.

The shopkeeper stood on the spot and watched the fight. Then, he looked at the injured people beside him and frowned.

"The wound is too light. A doctor can treat such a small amount of superficial wounds. It's impossible to tell which doctor's skill is stronger."

"Mistress, do you want to proceed with the second plan?"

The storekeeper could not help but approach the white-clothed man as he inquired in a low voice.

"Alright, let's begin." The man in white nodded and said.

With the white clothed man's agreement, the shopkeeper immediately looked at one of the servant girls below, and saw that the servant had once again filled Chong De's empty wine cup with wine.