After following Mr. Lu out of the underground workshop, Yan Wei and Li Kangyu sent Mr. Lu back to his room. Then, they looked at each other, as if they saw some kind of determination similar to their own in each other's eyes.

‘You must never give the template to Qin Yang.’ This is Yan Wei’s idea.

"All factors that harm Daxia must be eliminated." This was Li Kangyu's determination.

After the two sides looked at each other, they left without saying a word.

It was already midnight in the evening, and everything in the village was completely quiet. Li and Yan both went directly back to the house and fell asleep. There were even faint snores, and they seemed to be sleeping very soundly.

But in the second half of the night, another figure quietly left the village and entered the wild fields outside. A quarter of an hour later, another figure quietly sneaked out and went to the woods on the other side of the village.

The two figures went out one after the other, without alerting the alarm system ambushed in the village, nor alerting the sleeping people. The only people who saw their actions were the bright moon in the sky and the hidden sun under the bright moon.

"Hmph, should we say that traitors always have similar ideas? They all choose to meet someone around Shen Shi." Zhan Ri watched the two men sneak out one after another, with a cold smile on his lips.

In his hand, there was a book open, and under the moonlight, a series of words were recorded on the book in the form of words.

Mr. Lu's guess was correct. What they said in the workshop could not be hidden from anyone who was interested. The book recorded in Zhenri's hand was the conversation between the three of them.

"Traitors must pay the price."

The sword energy shook, and the booklet in Zhan Ri's hand instantly shattered into powder.

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Yan Wei ran quickly through the woods, daring to reach the agreed upon location before the hour came.

"You're a little late."

In the woods, under a big green tree, an unknown figure hidden in shadow looked at Yan Weidao.

"What we planned must not be leaked to anyone. For safety reasons, I spent more time on counter-reconnaissance."

Yan Wei gasped slightly and said: "The first template has been made. Please tell Juzi to arrange it as soon as possible to destroy it. Although we, the Mohist family, have conflicts with the imperial court, we cannot harm other innocent people. The Mohist family is in charge of peace.

Under the leadership of Shang Yangjun, we have gone astray, and we hope that Juzi will return soon and put things right."

"Just destroying the template cannot cut off the source," the man shook his head. "What matters is not the template, but the person who made the template."

"Do you want to kill Mr. Lu?" Yan Wei said in shock.

If you kill the old man of the Mo family just for a template, what is the difference between that and Mr. Shang Yang?

"It's not about killing people, but taking away Mr. Lu. Not only Mr. Lu, but also other craftsmen have to find a way to take him away. Without the craftsmen, we have to find a way to move the classics and secret treasures in the Mohist family's secret vault.

No matter how powerful Mr. Shang Yang is, he is just an ordinary man." The man in the shadow said.

The Mohist family without inheritance cannot be considered a school. It can only be said to be a military organization, no different from other sects.

"Qin Yang will not be able to live long if he uses power without practicing virtue. In the future, all his virtues will be lost, and something unexpected will happen."

The man was very disdainful of Qin Yang and could not hide his contempt in his words.

When Yan Wei heard what this man said, he couldn't help but look strange, and he stopped talking.

The next moment, someone said what he wanted to say for him. In the darkness, a dark red sword light flashed, and the man hiding in the shadow was nailed to the tree trunk with a sword. "Why do I feel... what you said?"

The tone is similar to those of those rhetorical scholars."

The shadowy figure appeared under the big tree, looking at this person with a searching look in his eyes, "Are you a Confucian?"

The Confucian and Mohist families are old enemies. Even a disciple like Zhan Ri is extremely sensitive to their old enemies. Almost as soon as this person speaks, he feels that this person is related to Confucianism.

The same was true for Yan Wei before. He had also been hostile to Confucian people and knew the opponent's moral character very well. He who put the hat of immorality on the enemy's head with just one mouth opened was an old Confucian at first glance.

But compared to this old Confucian, the sudden appearance of the sun is even more terrifying.

The appearance of the hidden sun means that all Yan Wei's actions are under the eyes of the other person, including what he said to that person before.

Yan Wei knew that he was probably regarded as a traitor by Zhan Ri.

Covering the sun and ignoring Yan Wei, he twisted the long sword in his hand slightly, and the blade nailed to the man's body scratched the wound, making a chilling sound, "Which side are you from, Confucian? White Deer Academy or Haoran Mansion?"

, or are they people from Yanshengya, a Confucian holy land that is not within the Three Kingdoms? Is Juzi a Confucian?"

Among Daxia, there are three most famous schools, Bailu Academy, Haoran Mansion, and Jixia Academy.

Among the three, Jixia Academy is the most important. However, although Jixia Academy belongs to Confucianism, it accommodates the theories of Bingjia, Legalism, Political Strategists, etc., and teaches students in accordance with their aptitude, and is not limited to teaching "what is necessary"

, has always been denounced as a Confucian heresy.

Old Confucianists like this basically did not come from Jixia Academy, so they were not mentioned.

This man had a strong backbone. He suffered the torture of Zhi Ri without saying a word. He just stared at Zhi Ri with righteous eyes and said, "Jun Shang Yang acted against the will, and there will be retribution in the future."

After saying that, he directly exploded his meridians and died on the spot in an extremely sudden way.

"What is this? Are you stupid?"

Seeing this man commit suicide directly, I was a bit dumbfounded even though I was well-informed.

This kind of person didn't even struggle, but just said harsh words and committed suicide. Such people are quite rare.

Either he is stupid or he just wants to make a fuss with his death.

Zhanri pulled out the strange-shaped long sword from the corpse and said to Yan Wei who did not dare to act rashly: "You know? Li Kangyu contacted the people from Jingwu Division. He suggested that Mr. Lu and several other craftsmen should be brought together.

Kill the ten apprentices together to completely eliminate the possibility of the Mohist family copying the template."

"Just now, just a quarter of an hour before you, he said this to the contact person of Jingwu Division on the other side of the field."

"As for the master, he intends to intensify the hatred between the Mohists and Jingwu Si, and let the Mohists join the revenge camp. However, he does not intend to sacrifice the craftsmen and Mr. Lu, but wants to use other people as victims."

"You are the best victim, and this guy will eventually be confirmed to have died in the hands of Jingwu Si. We can use your life to fish out the chess piece planted by Yukiko."

The more Yan Wei listened, the more frightened he became, not for himself, but for the other people who served Juzi. He almost burned his blood the moment he finished speaking, intending to escape and inform others of the conspiracy, but...

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"Can you escape?"
Chapter completed!