Jiang Qingwan didn't pay attention to the others, but instead leaned closer to look at the base of the Thousand-Hole Lock Lotus after it opened.

It has the character "鲁" engraved on it.

She couldn't help but take a deep breath.

It's an undeniable fact that this thousand-hole lock was made by the second brother (referring to a character from Journey to the West).

For the first time, she felt a pang of panic.

Once these traitors are identified as being connected to the Second Senior Brother, the Zhuge Clan will become enemies of the imperial court.

She raised her hand and quickly reset the thousand-hole lock.

As the lotus flower was locked shut, the clue was firmly concealed.

After doing all this, she looked up to calm herself down, but unexpectedly met Mo Yunhan's cold and sharp eyes, as if he could see right through her.

Her heart skipped a beat, but when she came to her senses, her eyes returned to their previous gentle calm.

"Are you really Banlu, the Divine Strategist?"

Jiang Qingwan shook her head subconsciously, then quickly calmed down.

"The thousand-hole lock is indeed difficult to solve, but it is not impossible. As long as each step is calculated properly, anyone with a bit of talent can basically do it."

Luo Jiu was stunned upon hearing this.

I felt quite dejected.

“My talent is indeed inferior to that of the princess. I even need you to complete the chariot drawings for the prince.”

Upon hearing this, the room fell silent.

The soldiers all looked extremely grim.

Wang Hao's face turned even more ashen.

The soldiers he led to the siege were all from the patrol battalion who followed him.

Dying in battle is acceptable, but dying in such a humiliating way is the hardest to accept.

While everyone was discussing it, he firmly believed that someone was trying to frame Mo Yunhan.

But now...

Unable to contain his anger, he rushed over, grabbed Luo Jiu by the collar, and lifted him up.

"Did you design that broken tank? Do you know how many of my brothers you killed?"