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And during this process, the news was bound to spread widely, stirring up widespread excitement, known to everyone, forcing the Ming Emperor to be stuck in an awkward position.

At this moment.

Posts on the Jianghu Forum under Black Wind Observation were already updating in real time the major event at Hulong Manor.

A group of gossip-loving players, watching the Xi City players benefit from their proximity and follow the Black Wind Village Chief to reap boneless rewards, all envied them to the point their eyes glowed red.

While those players who had returned to the city to participate in Xi City's defense mission were now deeply regretting to the point of turning green.

For Jiang Dali had never planned to attack the city.

Thus, the defense mission of Xi City had never been activated, and even for those who participated, there was no benefit gained.

In the meantime, it wasn't that no players wanted to join the mission to obliterate Hulong Manor.

But the vast majority were restrained by reason.

Considering Iron Gall Divine Hou, albeit corrupt, was still a royal family member and a heavyweight courtier.

If they helped the Black Wind Village Chief destroy his Hulong Manor, it would be just as difficult for them to survive in the Ming Country.

Hence, when these players saw those participating in the Hulong Manor elimination mission frequently showing off their spoils on the forum, they comforted themselves.

At the same time, they mocked the showing-off players with cold jeers and hot mocks, saying that those desperados following the Black Wind Village Chief were mad, having money to earn but possibly no life to spend it.

However, as the players who received the "Merit" mission released the explosive news of the "Fake Golden Throne Hall", this part of rationally restrained players also became dumbfounded, their attitudes crumbling.

Iron Gall Divine Hou had actually long harbored intentions of rebellion.

Such an outrageous event had actually occurred.

Now, it wasn't just about whether Iron Gall Divine Hou would let those players involved in the Hulong Manor mission off easy.

But rather, it was about whether these players would let Iron Gall Divine Hou off the hook and how big they would blow things up.

The Jianghu Forum exploded.

Many players in Xi City, who hadn't had the courage to join the mission for various reasons, were all frustrated to the point of metaphorically spitting blood.

Had they known how exhilarating it would be, they would have jumped on the Black Wind Village Chief's bandwagon, even if it meant being expelled from Xi City. Now they ended up with nothing, merely witnessing the solitude.

Furthermore, the officials in Xi City now would no longer pursue the players' responsibilities. Instead, they were more troubled with how to handle the Fake Golden Throne Hall crafted by Iron Gall Divine Hou and how to explain it to the Emperor.

Jiang Dali, soaking in the fragrant bath prepared under Wang Yuyan's direction, perused the news on the Jianghu Forum and then checked to see what was stirring within the Forbidden City of Yingtianfu.

He noticed that the players there were also seething with excitement through the forum updates.

Some clever ones even took the initiative to contact the players who had taken the "Merit" mission, discussing exchanging their networking resources to convey the news to the Emperor in the fastest, most "reasonable" way using their connections.

Having seen this, Jiang Dali knew that the matter was almost settled.

Without unexpected changes,

in two days, news of Iron Gall Divine Hou planning a rebellion and constructing a Golden Throne Hall in Hulong Manor would appear within Yingtianfu.

By then, probably the most shocked would be the Ming Emperor and Iron Gall Divine Hou.

Musing quietly to himself,

Jiang Dali heard Azhu's melodious singing and Xiao Feng's laughter coming from a nearby courtyard.

Scooping up a ladle of water to pour over his robust and vigorous chest, he said, "Xiao Wang, order them to bring in two plates of braised beef tendons, and come over after you clean up. Tonight, we will thoroughly perfect the new Cross Training Technique."

Outside in the yard, where Wang Yuyan was reluctantly helping with the well water upon hearing his words, huffed in annoyance.

Discussing cultivation techniques with Jiang Dali at night was something she was proud of yet detested.

She was proud that the renowned Great Evil Man, self-proclaimed as exceptionally talented and insightful, still had to consult her about martial arts.

But the annoyance also stemmed from these often lengthy nightly consultations.

Enduring sleepiness and frequently communicating with the stinking drunken Jiang Dali was truly vexing.

"I've already run out of clean clothes to change into, it's going to be another night steeped in his drunken stench, I might as well not wash up and just bear with him for the night."

Wang Yuyan picked up a bucket of well water, pondering as she furrowed her pretty brows and thought, "Tonight, I must make sure we completely nail down the new Cross Training Technique. Then I can finally get some good sleep, and he probably won't need my help researching any formidable techniques for a while."

"A woman looks most beautiful when, although she wants to keep a straight face, she can't help but smile.

Look at her, look at her, that's exactly how she looks right now... beautiful."

On the roof of another yard, Lu Xiaofeng sighed sadly, watching Wang Yuyan, who after fetching the water, was busily handling the tasks specified by Jiang Dali, and he swigged a mouthful of wine, lamenting.

"Such a beautiful and talented lady, what on earth is going through Old Jiang's head? To order her around like a maid, and they actually spend every night seriously discussing martial arts."

Next to him, sitting on the edge of the roof with his eyes glittering in the night, Xiao Yuanshan said, "How do you know they are seriously discussing martial arts? Have you actually spied on them?"

Lu Xiaofeng glared, "Of course I..."

"Cough cough..."

Mid-sentence, he calmed down and coughed, taking a swig of wine to cover it up, "Of course I haven't seen. I'm not Sikong Zhaixing, how could I do such tasteless things? I'm just guessing."

Xiao Yuanshan broke into a grin, "I trust the character of Lu Xiaofeng, but I don't trust your eyes and hands."

"But my eyes and hands have nothing to do with my character; they often act on their own, leaving my character quite passive."