On Chi Kiss Bridge, the wind passes without a sound.

At this moment, no sound can influence Qin Guang Wang’s hearing, and no cloud of doubt can block his answer.

Coming out of You Guo’s lower city, snatching food from the tiger’s mouth, dancing with death, treading through rivers and mountains, he didn’t seek some wonderful method. He wanted an answer, just an answer!

The voice in the mist paused slightly, then laughed. “Yin Guan, ah, this time I truly remember your name! Your courage is more than commendable!”

Qin Guang Wang said, “No need to praise me, just answer me.”

“If you had come to ask me this question earlier, I truly would have had no answer. As for now… it actually wouldn’t hurt to tell you.” The voice in the mist lifted slightly, with a kind of inexplicable pleasure. “That giant turtle is being raised there to nurture Ba Xia, the sixth son of the next Dragon Emperor, the Ba Xia who bears the stele! And it is only a part of a grand blueprint. I cannot tell you more specific details. What I can tell you is that it involved the Plan for Stabilizing the Seas formulated by Jing Guo’s Prime Minister, Lu Qiu Wen Yue!”

The first female prime minister of the various countries, known as ‘literary thoughts like the moon illuminate ten thousand ancients,’ Lu Qiu Wen Yue!

You Guo’s tragedy, his Yin Guan’s tragedy, unexpectedly had to be traced back to this person? What’s the difference between that and tracing it back to the entire Jing Guo? Qin Guang Wang did not speak.

The voice in the mist continued, “To thoroughly pacify the sea troubles, forever fix the sea border, for the great fortune of the human race, for the welfare of all the people under heaven… that is why the Jing Guo court raised that giant turtle there, why they sent Ji Yan Yue specifically to carry out this matter, and why they interfered with and adjusted the so-called Blessed Land.”

“Will this answer be too cruel for you? The cause of your life’s tragedy is a kind of grand sentiment. What prevents you from seeking justice is another kind of justice, a grander justice. You absolutely cannot say that Ji Yan Yue is doing it for himself. You absolutely cannot say that the sacrifices made in the process of nurturing Ba Xia are meaningless.”

Is this answer cruel?

To some people, it is cruel.

Those who hold naive fantasies about this world, those who always hold expectations for the human heart, those who cannot sever pity, those who hold an inexplicable sense of responsibility for the human world… people like Jiang Wang! I am not one of them.

Who do you think I am?

Qin Guang Wang understood the pleasure in the mist, and he also laughed indifferently. “An answer is just an answer. It is very pure, not mixed with any meaning, and of course, there’s no question of whether it is cruel or not.”

The voice in the mist said, “It seems that you do not plan to let go of this matter, even though you know its just original intention and understand its great meaning.”

Qin Guang Wang’s lips curved up slightly, adding a touch of contempt to his composure. “What do the justice of others have to do with me? Why would I care about this thing called justice? Why would I, Yin Guan, live so tangled up? I only care about my pain, I only care about my grievances, I only care about what I lost.”

“No one’s greatness can bind me.”

“If you throw me a peach wood, I won’t necessarily return a jade. But if you give me pain, I will certainly return its cruelty. How could I possibly live as painfully as Jiang Wang? I will only bring pain to others. From the beginning, no one gave me a road to walk, and I don’t plan to leave a way back for others. That’s why we are called ‘Hell Has No Door’.”

The voice in the mist laughed. “You truly are a person without virtue.”

“Virtue is but the vulgar person’s shackles, Dao is but the decayed’s teaching.” Qin Guang Wang faced the mist and the wind. “What others say is not important, what I am willing to do is important.”

The voice in the mist said, “You think it is a decayed teaching because you haven’t seen the true Dao… Would you consider taking a master?”

“I would like to, but unfortunately, this day has come too late.” Qin Guang Wang smiled calmly. “I have already walked on my own road, walked very far, and cannot turn back. Furthermore, you don’t need a Yin Guan, and I, who have experienced pain, desperately need a Qin Guang Wang. It’s better if we maintain a purely employment relationship.”

The voice in the mist seemed quite interested. “Maintain?”

“Of course.” Qin Guang Wang said, “Who you are, what you want to do, what you have done, I don’t care about any of it. As long as the price is right, you can still come find us next time.”

“A bit interesting.” The voice in the mist praised him, but did not press the matter. With their status, they indeed did not really need a Yin Guan. Although there was a little intention of cherishing talent, they did not necessarily have the energy to save him. He then asked, “Is it my turn to ask now?”

Qin Guang Wang smiled. “I will certainly answer truthfully.”

“Good.” The voice in the mist pondered slightly, then asked, “Is You Que truly dead?”

Qin Guang Wang’s handsome eyebrows raised slightly, as if weighing his words, then he said, “I can only say that we did kill him. But if you must ask if he is truly dead, I cannot give you an answer. Because my professional judgment has already been questioned and even negated by your question. You are so powerful and have your own understanding, I cannot convince you, and I won’t try to. But if you have definitive evidence that he is still alive, we can go kill him again, or return all the reward for this mission.”

“Very by the book.” The voice in the mist said, “When you killed him, what was his cultivation level?”

Qin Guang Wang said, “He should have been in the Divine Arrival Realm, but not at its peak. He had plans to break through to the Cave True, but I didn’t let him continue.”

The voice in the mist continued, “What about your Bian Cheng Wang slaughtering the entire You family?”

“We only learned about that later.” Qin Guang Wang spread his hands. “The fact is, we only killed You Que and then left. I also don’t know who killed the entire You family. We kill people for money; we won’t kill unnecessary people.”

“Is that so?” The voice in the mist was vague.

Then the voice and the mist dispersed together, dissipating in the roar of the long river.

In this conversation, there was no need to worry about being known by the Long River Dragon Palace. Because above the nine towns is a forbidden area for the water race!

And Qin Guang Wang continued to walk on this wide stone bridge, stepping on the huge stone carvings, letting the river wind mess up his long hair. He had already seen the danger ahead; perhaps that was his forbidden area, but his path was not yet finished.

Life’s journey is long, and each person walks their own way.

Wu Guan Wang walked on the streets of An Yi City, his steps light and casual, appearing somewhat weak and fragile, a sick and thin face topping his figure— this face was definitely not a Wei Guo person, he could guarantee that. Because this was the face of the second Urban King.

The second Urban King died in a mission of the organization, and he, the righteous and responsible Wu Guan Wang, bravely collected the corpse for his colleague, and preserved the body perfectly until now, missing it for a long time. Of course, perhaps this colleague wasn’t completely dead at the time?

It’s not important.

What’s important is that his sense of responsibility is completely embodied. What’s important is that Qin Guang Wang didn’t discover anything.

The current Urban King is already the third one, changed into an old man with very poor vitality, not quite to his liking. Of course, if the opportunity is right, he, an old member of the organization, wouldn’t mind collecting him either. Right, before joining the organization, which country was the second Urban King from?

Wu Guan Wang frowned and thought for a moment.

Oh no, I don’t really remember.

He quickly lowered his head and turned into a small alley.

When a hurried pedestrian passed by, he had the idea of changing his face on the spot. But thinking about Bian Cheng Wang coming to meet him soon, and those strange rules… he had to reluctantly give up again. Bian Cheng Wang…

How much he longed for Bian Cheng Wang’s corpse, ah.

That kind of vigorous vitality, almost bursting out of his body. He could completely feel that within that body lay great possibilities. He firmly believed that what he saw was not the limit. When would he be able to carefully examine and ponder it? This trip to An Yi City might be an opportunity?

He shook his head. As he shook his head, he also shook off this terrible thought. Qin Guang Wang’s pair of green eyes swayed in front of him like lanterns!

He couldn’t shake off Qin Guang Wang’s gaze, nor did he know Bian Cheng Wang’s limit. He could only temporarily hold onto his regret.

Wu Guan Wang held the head he had just shaken off in one hand and changed to another one— this one was approximately acquired during the journey to Duan Hun Gorge, brought in conveniently from Shen Guo. Perhaps in the future, he would need to engrave numbers to keep track, otherwise, it’s too messy. He thought.

The face on this newly changed head was just growing and not very distinctive. But the work that needed to be done was already finished. He put on an ordinary mask, then walked out of this dead end. Arriving at the inn he had booked earlier, he sat in a corner, quietly waiting for that person to arrive.

He had left the special mark of Hell Has No Door on the road early; the other party shouldn’t be unable to find the way. One hour later.

Should… shouldn’t be unable to, right? Two hours later.

He began to suspect whether this body wasn’t coordinating well and he had done the mark incorrectly, or if the mark he left had been unintentionally destroyed by someone… This could lead to a miserable beating from Bian Cheng Wang. But he felt that he wouldn’t have such an oversight or bad luck, so he decided to wait longer.

Just like this, Wu Guan Wang waited until the inn closed.

The shop assistant walked over with a face full of smiles. “Guest officer, our small shop is about to close, you see…”

Wu Guan Wang’s eyes narrowed. Finally, without doing anything, he got up and left.

The nine towns are really a rather suitable place for secret meetings.

Because they span the long river, they should be within the Long River Dragon Palace’s sphere of influence, but because of the means by which the Human Emperor refined the nine sons of the Dragon Emperor, the water race is forbidden from ascending the bridge. Thus, neither the human race nor the water race has governing rights here. Passersby come and go, each free to do as they please.

In the past, when Jing Guo’s Pei Xing He and Qi Guo’s Master Ming Li fought, they also chose one of the nine towns. At that time, the outcome of that battle, even now, no third person knows.

Just as the mysterious client was secretly meeting with Qin Guang Wang of Hell Has No Door, beneath the ten thousand acres of waves, within that extremely luxurious Long River Dragon Palace, Qing Jiang Water Lord, Song Qing Yue, finally waited for the Dragon Lord’s summons.

As everyone knows, after the Middle Ancient Era, the dragon race became extinct in the present world. Looking around the eight wastes and six harmonies, there is only one true pure-blooded dragon race existing in the present world: Ao Shu Yi, who received the seal of the Human Emperor Lie Shan Clan in the Middle Ancient Era and ascended to the throne of the Dragon Lord.

Of course, the sea race absolutely does not recognize this lord’s status, derisively calling it the ‘River Dog’.

But if speaking only of the purity of bloodline and the orthodoxy of the dragon body, he is the only true dragon of the current era.

Because the dragon race that retreated to Cang Hai all took their bodies as examples, putting the sea race first, pioneering adjustments to their life essence, and actively adapting to the environment of Cang Hai. One by one, if they revealed their original forms, they were more ferocious and terrifying than the last, fully demonstrating the harshness of Cang Hai, completely lacking the grandeur of the dragon race.

Only after establishing a foothold in Cang Hai did a portion of the dragon race begin to regain their so-called ‘dignity’.

But as the already deceased Gao Jie once said: The true dignity of the dragon race is absolutely not in golden scales and red tails, not in grandeur and nobility, only in the time when they seize back the authority of the present world!

And there is always ridicule— Isn’t the present world authority of the dragon race always in their hands? The Human Emperor personally sealed them, the masters of the long river, governing the water veins of the world!

The Long River Dragon Lord always remained silent.

Although there have always been this and that voice, this and that look of disdain. Although today, after the new start of the Dao Calendar, the Long River Dragon Palace almost only holds symbolic meaning and no longer possesses any substantial power. Even above the long river, the human race’s hundred boats compete, the various countries’ warships contend, and the ships and strong crossbows of the world benefit those who cause floods…

But Ao Shu Yi always sat steady on the throne of the Long River Dragon Lord. Assisting the Middle Ancient Human Emperor Lie Shan Clan, suppressing the water veins of the world, ensuring mountains were green and rivers were peaceful, steadily passing through the end period of the Middle Ancient Era, enduring through the nearly one hundred and three thousand years of the Near Ancient Era, and continuing until now after the new start of the Dao Calendar.

The Sons of Heaven of the Six Ba countries, when facing him, must also respectfully address him as ‘Mister Ao’.

The water race of the world, though not necessarily again paying homage to the Long River Dragon Palace, on the surface, every time the Dragon Palace banquet is held, they also dare not neglect the ritual.

However, since the new start of the Dao Calendar, this once claimed to be the first banquet under heaven, the ‘Dragon Palace Banquet’ which was held every time must be a dazzling array of stars, is also held less and less, gradually losing news. The grievances suffered by the water race under heaven are not managed, and naturally, no one among the water race is willing to visit again. The Long River Dragon Lord since only possesses its name, the proud sons of the human race are also too lazy to even look up.

To many young people, the so-called Long River Dragon Lord, no matter how strong his cultivation or how long he lives, is only a tool for governing the river, the same as the nine towns refined into a stone bridge, no different.

Song Qing Yue has a good appearance, a tall and jade-like figure, extraordinarily handsome. Having swallowed the dragon pearl, he succeeded to the position of water lord, accepting the supply of eight hundred li of Qing Jiang, and also achieved Divine Arrival last year. Although far not as powerful as his father Song Heng Jiang, he is also the third Divine Arrival fighting strength within the entire Zhuang Guo border, after Du Ru Hui and Huang Fu Duan Ming.

But this is not of much use. The Qing Jiang Water Mansion still belongs to the Zhuang Court little by little. His authority as water lord is getting less and less. In a few years, perhaps he will be no different from the governor of Qing He County, just an official sent down by the Zhuang Court to govern Qing Jiang.

Just like now, with a single edict from the Zhuang Son of Heaven, he had to non-stop leave Qing Jiang, come to this Long River Dragon Palace, and humbly wait to be received, waiting for several days. In the years of Song Heng Jiang, how could the Qing Jiang Water Lord be driven like this?

Zhuang Tai Zu even had to bring gifts and rituals to the Water Mansion to respectfully address him as elder brother. The Qing Jiang Water Lord was often invited and would directly enter the Zhuang King Palace to drink wine, without needing to follow orders. Ren Emperor even more so, with continuous greetings during the festivals of the year, addressing himself as a junior in front of the Qing Jiang Water Lord.

By the era of Zhuang Gao Xian’s rule, in the early period, he would also often recall old feelings, always saying ‘Great Zhuang relies on Qing Jiang’. Once he proved the Cave True, he intended to seize power, but was strongly repelled multiple times. After Song Heng Jiang’s misfortune, the Zhuang Son of Heaven faced a new Qing Jiang Water Lord, and then there was only the word ‘summon’.

Summoned, then come; waved, then go.

When Zhuang Guo was founded, Zhuang Cheng Qian held Song Heng Jiang’s hand and said— ‘I and elder brother shall divide and govern the mountains and waters.’ Where are those words now?

“Walk a bit faster, the Dragon Lord may not have much time to give you.” The Dragon Palace attendant leading the way had a rather impatient tone. Song Qing Yue only said warmly, “Okay, I’ll try to keep up.”

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