38. Murong Jing
Although this guy seemed to be trying to win her over, Yan Chuyue still felt something was amiss.
Their unanimous judgment of Murong Jing was that this guy was a smiling tiger.
As for which aspect of him was the tiger, he had yet to show it to them.
So, for him to bring this up now, it probably wasn’t that simple.
“My father’s only wish was to protect his land and his people. He was probably not as grand as Your Majesty imagines.”
“Eh, those are not what I care about. Your father has long been buried, and yet his daughter has appeared before me with the thing I care about most. Perhaps this is a tacit understanding between me and your father.”
What a strange thing to say…
The more Yan Chuyue listened, the more she felt something was not right. She said calmly, “If Your Majesty has something to say, why not be direct?”
“Since you’ve mentioned the key, then my meaning is,” Murong Jing said, “let the key be used by me, and I will give you everything you want, no matter what.”
Such direct words, this was what a king should say.
“What does Your Majesty seek?” Yan Chuyue still didn’t know what was in the underground divine palace.
The story of the entire ancient kingdom, in her eyes, was a combination of her own ideas and those popular tomb-raiding stories.
What could be hidden in this place, it was impossible not to be curious.
“An invincible army, and the method to create this army.” Murong Jing said, “All of this is buried in the divine palace locked by the key. Only the key in your hands can lead me to this place.”
“And if I don’t?”
Yan Chuyue still appeared quite calm.
She would not yield to such words. Any threat was nothing in her eyes.
This was the confidence of the author herself, and Murong Jing certainly couldn’t understand it.
“Does Miss Yan think that I dare not act against you?” Murong Jing suddenly said, “Is it because you are the successor of the Divine Physician, or some Great One Engineering Sect person?”
“Or is it because you have connections with both the Heartflame Empire and the Baiyao Dynasty?”
When Murong Jing said these words, Yan Chuyue’s heart couldn’t help but skip a beat.
Generally, as long as he said these words, it meant that he himself really didn’t care.
Why didn’t he care, and why didn’t he care?
Murong Jing stood up, but just walked to the center of the main hall, his hands behind his back, so that Yan Chuyue could not see his expression.
“Your open and secret struggles with those pharmaceutical companies are just to tell me that you are not to be trifled with. But why should I care about the opinions of the other two Four Kingdoms?”
“Their regimes are now in turmoil, and they can’t even protect themselves. I not only don’t want to give them face, but I also want to use this as an excuse to start a war.”
“My intention is the entire continent. Those two are originally my prey. As for your so-called master… heh.”
His sneer made Yan Chuyue grip the armrests of her chair.
“What about my master?”
“The old sect has long since been destroyed. This is a fact. If there really is a descendant of that lineage in this world, you, who have been living in seclusion, are tens of thousands of miles away from the old sect’s old site. How could you become that person’s disciple?”
“Although I don’t know what happened in the Heartflame Empire and the Baiyao Dynasty, I know that the old sect’s descendant there is just a fraud. The inheritance power you possess is only the Divine Physician’s inheritance.”
These words instantly made Yan Chuyue feel as if she were in an abyss, suffocating.
This was the so-called “the onlooker sees most of the game.” Gong Yiling’s deception, although it could fool those who were in the game—mainly because Yan Chuyue’s medical skills were indeed shocking, and at this time, bringing out the old sect’s claim, it was easy to trick someone like Shangguan Long.
But the Murong Jing before her knew about the Divine Physician’s inheritance, and it was hard to believe the lie about the old sect. And since he originally had designs on the Heartflame Empire and the Baiyao Dynasty, he didn’t care about offending people.
This… was like they had walked right into a trap.
“You should have investigated all this long ago.” Yan Chuyue forced herself to calm down and asked calmly, “If you weren’t afraid of whether that master really existed, why did you only reveal this now?”
Hearing this, Murong Jing turned around. He still looked so handsome, but his whole body was actually hiding an unparalleled killing intent.
“I didn’t want to reveal it at first. If you hadn’t made so many small moves, I would have planned to play with you slowly.”
His gaze fell on Yan Chuyue, not hiding his covetousness. “However, since you have other purposes, why should I wait for you to act first and then find a way to deal with you? Only a fool is so confident in himself.”
“Our small moves?” Yan Chuyue raised an eyebrow.
“That Yuan Qin thought I didn’t know about his relationship with Yun’er. If that girl got involved with you, it would be quite troublesome.” Murong Jing explained, “If it were at other times, I could pretend not to see it. But I don’t believe you came here without your own purpose. To let you get involved and secretly target me, I won’t let that happen.”
At this point, it was already very obvious.
This Murong Jing was by no means a blindly confident person. He had a terrifyingly meticulous control over everything. Once anything exceeded his expectations, he would strike with lightning speed, without a shred of hesitation.
This kind of opponent was more terrifying than anyone they had met before, and it was no wonder he would become the emperor of the currently strongest of the Four Kingdoms.
—No, this should be said the other way around.
It was he who had turned the Youhan Dynasty into what it was today. His ability was naturally far beyond expectations.
However… against such a person, Yan Chuyue didn’t think she would lose.
Or rather—she didn’t think Gong Yiling would lose.
Now, the only thing she could do seemed to be…
“Interesting.”
Yan Chuyue secretly took a deep breath, and her whole person suddenly became quite relaxed.
As if the previous emotional fluctuations were all so-called “I panicked, I was pretending.”
“To be honest, the Heartflame Empire and the Baiyao Dynasty did give me this face because of my master.” Yan Chuyue calmly picked up the teacup on the side and took a slow sip. “Not many people in this world know the name of that divine physician. And a dead person’s reputation can make them risk offending the Youcang Court to help me?”
“Is that so?” Murong Jing, seeing this, although he was a bit puzzled, still insisted on his judgment.
This girl was just bluffing. There was no need to care.
“Then let your master come and take you out. I want to see who she is.”
And just then, a guard’s voice suddenly came from outside the door.
“Your Majesty, there is a person outside who claims to be Miss Yan’s master and requests an audience.”
…What?
