"Haha." The Left Protector laughed, "Thatâs all for later, isnât it?" He paused for a moment, "And right now, the most important thing is to clear away the obstacles in front of us, overthrow the rule of the Qi family, and return the kingdom to the Zhao Family."
"The Zhao Family?" Song San felt a chill in his heart, though his tone revealed nothing unusual, "What does this have to do with the Zhao Family?"
"Isnât that a rather odd question, Young Master? Back then, King Kang, Zhao Gou, was framed and had his rightful kingdom taken away from him. But, after years of his work, how could King Kang just disappear without a trace? Not only did he leave behind a treasure, he even left descendants..." The Left Protectorâs voice lowered slightly, "Young Master, you mustnât deny it, otherwise, why would your Flame Sect go to such lengths to find the six maids who guarded the treasure map back then?"
"Left Protector, you really know quite a lot!"
"Thereâs an ancient saying in your Daxuan, âKnow your enemy and know yourself, and you will never lose a hundred battles.â If I hadnât understood the situation well enough, I wouldnât dare come to discuss with the Young Master so rashly, would I?"
Song San fell silent for a moment, "Then how does the Left Protector wish to cooperate?"
"What is the Young Masterâs biggest obstacle at present?"
Song Sanâs brows furrowed under the mask.
"Yang Ruxin is the biggest variable and also the biggest obstacle." The Left Protector leaned in a step closer, "As long as she is eliminated, then the others are of no consequence."
Song San said nothing.
"Does the Young Master like Yang Ruxin?" The Left Protector asked a question, but with a tone of affirmation. He didnât wait for Song San to answer before continuing, "Thatâs quite normal. Such a woman, anyone would be moved. But, compared to this vast country, she is insignificant."
"Then how does the Left Protector plan to proceed?" Song Sanâs voice sounded very calm.
"They are currently at the Tang Sect, so find an opportunity to isolate Yang Ruxin and eliminate her, then the others will be inconsequential."
"But if she were so easy to eliminate, you wouldnât have lost three Saintesses in a row, would you?"
"Thatâs why we need the Young Masterâs cooperation. After all, Tang Kun is your man."
"Very well." Song San pondered for a moment, nodding slightly, "Cooperation is a good thing. Letâs hope your sect doesnât play tricks, or else, you will lose more than just the Saintess."
Unbeknownst to Yang Ruxin, the Flame Sect and the Sun Cult had already reached an agreement with the aim of eliminating her. At this moment, she was fast asleep.
But it seemed that as soon as she fell asleep, there was a sound by her ear. It started very softly, indistinguishable, but gradually became clearer, resembling the laughter of a small child.
Yang Ruxin looked around but was hindered by a thin mist, unable to see clearly. She could only follow the sound. As the mist dissipated, there was a sight of snow-covered land ahead, and three children clad in red bellybands were tumbling and playing in the snow.
"Itâs so cold in the snow, and these three little ones are bare-bottomedâwonât they catch a cold?" Yang Ruxin couldnât help but mutter to herself, wanting to move forward but finding that she couldnât get through.
Suddenly, one of the children turned to look at her, with large, grape-like eyes fixed on Yang Ruxin, then got up and toddled towards her. The other two, seeing this, unexpectedly started running her way as well.