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Duan Tianya and all the loyal people in the manor were utterly shocked and astounded.

Some of them immediately entered one after another to investigate.

Soon, their faces turned pale with fear, each one unable to believe and filled with suspicion as they leaped back up from the Fake Golden Throne Hall, their minds recalling the words that Jiang Dali had repeatedly said before—"Iron Gall Divine Hou intends to rebel and assassinate the Emperor."

Initially, they thought such words were a huge joke and that Jiang Dali was deliberately slandering Iron Gall Divine Hou.

But now, with the Dragon Guard Hall down there mirroring the Golden Throne Hall constructed as a Fake Golden Throne Hall, it stood brazenly before their eyes.

Such a massive undertaking could not possibly have been fabricated by Jiang Dali in the short time just passed as a means to frame and blame.

It could only have been built by the Divine Hou himself.

So why would the Divine Hou construct such a Golden Throne Hall, complete with a Dragon Throne? What was his ultimate goal?

At this moment, even the Xiangxi Four Ghosts were horrified by the audacity of Iron Gall Divine Hou.

They secretly felt fortunate that they had not stubbornly resisted to the end, which might have entangled them in the conspiratorial vortex of a power struggle for Imperial Authority.

"Now you should believe what this village chief has said."

Jiang Dali watched Duan Tianya and the others, who were still bewildered and reluctant to believe, and said with a faint smile, "Actually, even if you don't believe it, it doesn't matter. I do not expect this mere fake Golden Throne Hall to completely defeat the Divine Hou. Just wait and see, some of you will come to join this village chief in the future."

"Master Jiang!"

Suddenly, at that moment, an old man with white hair and an elderly appearance stepped forward and bowed without rising, "Master Jiang, I am Yu Cheng'an, the World's Number One Blacksmith from The World's Number One Manor. I originally did not want to believe that the Divine Hou was such a person.

But now, with the Golden Throne Hall right before our eyes and the evidence as solid as a rock, I cannot deny it. Even if there is some misunderstanding, and the Divine Hou may be innocent, we followers might still face disaster.

Since the Divine Hou does not care about our lives, and Hulong Manor no longer protects the dragon, then its existence has no meaning. I will no longer pledge allegiance to a person plotting rebellion.

I am willing to join you, Master Jiang. I earnestly request that you protect the safety of my family, including dozens of people."

As the old man stepped forward to show his allegiance, the people nearby from the Hulong Manor were still filled with anger.

But as the old man spoke passionately to the end, everyone's expressions turned sorrowful and complicated with sadness and anger, and they could not help but waver and even become frightened.

Indeed.

The Golden Throne Hall now stood right here before them.

The people had originally intended to destroy this place for Iron Gall Divine Hou.

But after calming down, they had all lost their strength and even their faith, feeling that the image of a person who had always been so tall and surrounded with a halo in their hearts had completely collapsed.

If the Divine Hou truly aimed to seize the Imperial Throne.

What purpose would it serve to help cover up?

It was nothing more than an illusion.

And if the Divine Hou really aimed to usurp the throne, these followers would only be in for a disaster.

Once the Divine Hou failed, they could all potentially be implicated to the ninth degree of kinship and even be reviled for millennia; the thought alone sent chills down their spines.

For a moment, another seven or eight people stepped out, willingly joining Jiang Dali, hoping to receive his protection.

Indeed.

Now only Jiang Dali had the power to protect them.

As long as they returned immediately to prepare their gold and valuables, abandon their estates, and hastily flee to Song Country to seek refuge in Black Wind Village.

Even if the Ming Country Court, including the Divine Hou, sought to pursue them, they would first have to confront the Black Wind Village Chief.

"A wise bird chooses its tree to nest in, you all are talent, and since you recognize the situation, of course, this village chief welcomes you all," said Jiang Dali with a smile as he accepted nine people under his command.

As for the others still hesitating, he was not in a hurry.

One must eat bit by bit, and pilfer one by one.

These over one hundred people from The World's Number One Manor were indeed all elite talents.

It was unrealistic to expect each and every one of them to join him.

However, as long as about half sided with him, not only would the special talents significantly bolster Black Wind Village.

Iron Gall Divine Hou, if he knew of it, would be beside himself with anger, as if over the years, the talents he had carefully nurtured were all harvested like chives in a single day by Jiang Dali, which was precisely the kind of thing he loved to do.

After showing the people the Golden Throne Hall that shattered their composure, Jiang Dali directly expelled them from the Dragon Guard Hall, leaving only the Xiangxi Four Ghosts to guard and wait for the officials from Xi City to take over and inspect the place.

On the other side.

A group of Players had also found Iron Gall Divine Hou Zhu Wushi's residence within Hulong Manor.

It was a courtyard that was only slightly larger than the surrounding residences.

There was nothing else particularly special about it.

The Players had almost turned the modest residence upside down, but failed to find any secret martial arts manual.

Even in Zhu Wushi's residence, they couldn't find any decent jewels.

Perhaps the most valuable items were some redwood furniture and scholarly treasures.

The Players, naturally, were all greatly dissatisfied.

They couldn't believe that Iron Gall Divine Hou, of all people, actually lived in such a simple place.

But Jiang Dali understood very well.

Iron Gall Divine Hou was a master at keeping up appearances, accustomed to disguise in his daily life.

His dwelling would naturally be made to appear uncorrupt and devoid of wealth.

Of course, Iron Gall Divine Hou was not particularly interested in money or women.

Money could no longer satisfy such a person's need for achievement.

Women were even less capable of shaking the position of Gu Santong's wife, Suxin, in his heart.

The only things that could interest him were the Imperial Throne and greater power.