Chapter 294: Chapter 231: I came today for only two things. Third update, subscribe!

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“Do you think that if the Grand Marshal wins… and if Prime Minister Yang Tinghe admits defeat, the opponents would break our pact?” Pei Xuanjing asked curiously.

If Wang Qiong triumphs and Yang Tinghe is willing to accept defeat, perhaps there will be no need for them to step in.

At that point, they wouldn’t know whether the Minister of the Ministry of War would still honor the agreement as everything would be settled in the dust.

Bai Xiaosheng calmly said, “No.”

“Are you certain?”

Bai Xiaosheng confidently replied, “If they do break the pact, don’t we have ways to restrain them?” With their arrangements, they would certainly have measures against any breach of agreement.

Pausing for a moment, he continued, “Moreover, I can guarantee that Prime Minister Yang will not concede easily.”

“Indeed, this concession, with the worst outcome being death, and the least retirement, no one would want to bet their life on a new monarch’s mercy at this point,” Pei Xuanjing chuckled.

“There’s more!” Bai Xiaosheng said.

Seeing his confidence, Pei Xuanjing looked at him and said, “It seems you have received some news?”

Bai Xiaosheng nodded, “According to the report from my men, this Prime Minister has quite an extraordinary background.”

From the report he had just received, it seemed the Prime Minister had staked all his resources and had prepared measures to ensure his success this time.

“That’s hardly surprising,” Pei Xuanjing chuckled.

The two stood on the loft, talking, observing but not caring about the proceedings on the square.

No matter what the outcome of the Court Debates was, whether Wang Qiong or Yang Tinghe won, they would determine if the final result counted.

At this moment, the Court Debates reached a critical point. With the initial success for Wang Qiong, many people voiced their support. Yang Tinghe naturally refused to admit defeat, with many officials voicing their support behind him.

“Mr. Yang, are you still stubborn?” Wang Qiong smiled slightly, confidently looking towards Yang

Tinghe.

At this moment, he was clearly at an advantage and yang Tinghe’s defeat was imminent.

“Does the Grand Marshal think he has sure victory?” A chill flashed in Yang Tinghe’s eyes as he retorted defiantly.

“Does Mr. Yang think he can still win?”

“Who knows until the end?”

“Is Mr. Yang that confident?” A loud voice came from behind.

At this moment, on the square, the two sides were clearly divided, and the observing factions stood on one side in respect.

A young man in a blackish-brown robe slowly approached, a long sword hanging from his waist.

Yang Tinghe looked at the young man he seemed to have met somewhere before and scolded with a frown, “Who are you, and do you realize where this is? Disrupting the Morning Meeting is a crime!”

Gasps filled the surroundings. Many who recognized the young man were startled — why had he come?

Although many already knew he was in Tiandu, nobody imagined he would appear here so blatantly. It was tantamount to disregarding the Imperial Court of the Great Ming.

The leaders of various factions attending the meeting showed slight changes in their expressions. They all tried to guess why Pei Xuanjing had come.

Some remembered some of Pei Xuanjing’s deeds and decided to leave immediately if the situation turned bad.

Some clever persons noted that Pei Xuanjing seemed to be staying in the Baiyun Temple recently, and their gaze shifted to the ever-smiling Daoist Xuanming.

“I am the Long Life Son from the Shenxiao Sect, ” Pei Xuanjing chuckled as he introduced himself.

Yes, it was Pei Xuanjing who was just watching the fun from the loft.

Originally, he and Bai Xiaosheng intended to watch the whole proceedings without interfering. However, unforeseen circumstances arose, forcing them to alter their plans temporarily.

Bai Xiaosheng left the Imperial City to handle external matters, whereas Pei Xuanjing appeared in person to handle the situation.

Upon hearing the name, Yang Tinghe immediately recognized Pei Xuanjing•s identity. He sternly said, “Insolent rebel, you are a remnant of the Shenxiao Sect, Pei Xuanjing! You dare to show up here – are you not afraid of being executed here today?”

“Rebel? Remnant of Shenxiao?” Pei Xuanjing smiled, “Frankly, I dislike such titles. It makes you seem too aloof.”

“As for executing me?” he paused and said dismissively, “Mr. Yang, you are welcome to try.” Enraged, Yang Tinghe shouted, “Where are my guards, why haven’t they captured this rebel?” As his words echoed, the surrounding imperial guards moved towards Pei Xuanjing.

A strong aura emanated from Pei Xuanjing, instilling a deep sense of oppression in everyone present.

However, before they could move, a voice sounded,

“Stop!”

The Minister of the Ministry of War, Wang Qiong, halted the guards. Then he loudly said, “Pei Xuanjing, why are you here?”

Before Pei Xuanjing could speak, Yang Tinghe, with a flash of cold light in his eyes, pointed at Wang Qiong and coldly said, “So you’ve been colluding with this rebel.”

At this point, if he hadn’t figured out that Wang Qiong was in cahoots with Pei Xuanjing, he would have wasted all his years in the Court.

Wang Qiong just sneered at him. Then, Pei Xuanjing’s loud voice echoed all around, “Today, I have come here for two things. One, to seek justice for the millions of disciples of Shenxiao Sect who were killed two hundred years ago. And the second is to challenge the leader of the Demonic Cult Blood Demon Sect to a duel.”

The men and women in the square, whether officials or leaders of the observing factions, were taken aback. They thought Pei Xuanjing’s actions to be a sign of insanity. The destruction of the Shenxiao Sect by the Great Ming’s imperial court, a strong, undeniable case, would be hard to overturn.

After all, to overturn it would mean to deny many things done by many people in the past. How could the Great Ming’s imperial court tolerate this?

Moreover, the second task he mentioned seemed even more absurd.

Not to mention the well-known rumors in the jianghu that decades ago the current Blood Demon of the Demonic Cult Blood Demon Sect had fallen into a forbidden place in a blessed land. Even if he had already left this forbidden land and blessed place, he wouldn’t appear in Tiandu.

Though some wanted to object, they all felt an eerie tension.

Surprisingly, whether it was the leader of the True Martial Sect, Daoist Qingxu, the Master of the Baiyun Temple, Daoist Xuanming, the real person of the Dragon Tiger Mountain, Yu Yangzi, or the head of the several major clans, no one commented on this matter — neither supporting nor denying it.

Naturally, no one noticed that the once furious Prime Minister Yang Tinghe, upon hearing Pei Xuanjing’s words, had a fleeting look of astonishment in his eyes, a spark that was quickly extinguished..