Chapter 57 The Charlatan National Preceptor Was Captured by the Dark-Faced Tyrant (15)

"Your Highness, news just came from the Prince Ning's residence that Prince Ning has gone to the Assassin's Guild."

Xie Tingsheng paused in his chess game, his fingertips pinching a chess piece as he chuckled softly, "Tsk, it seems our Prince Ning is completely restless now."

"Yes, I heard from His Majesty that the secret guards sent by Prince Ning have been completely wiped out."

"Oh? The entire army was wiped out?"

Xie Tingsheng raised an eyebrow in surprise, then shook his head with a chuckle. "Hmm, that certainly sounds like His Majesty's style."

"Uh..." The guard who delivered the message hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"What? Is that not right?"

The guard had no choice but to tell the whole story: "I heard that the one who silenced us was the Grand Preceptor."

Xie Tingsheng then looked up, his brows furrowed. "The Imperial Advisor... isn't the Imperial Advisor just a charlatan? He knows martial arts?"

The bodyguard wiped his sweat; he wanted to know too!

The most outrageous thing is that the charlatan also killed quite a few of Prince Ning's men.

"Tsk, it seems the Imperial Advisor is quite the hidden talent after all~"

There are some things the secret guards haven't mentioned yet, such as the fact that their emperor is suspected of being with the Grand Preceptor.

Of course, all of this was ordered by Xie Hanzhou.

"What else did His Majesty say? Does he want to kill Prince Ning?"

Xie Tingsheng could only sigh softly, "Alright, it seems His Majesty hasn't had enough fun yet! Then let's keep him as a mascot for now!"

With the last piece placed, Xie Tingsheng stood up. "Let's go to the Assassin's Pavilion and see what tricks Prince Ning is up to this time."

The guards couldn't help but laugh.

The mascot is a very apt description. Given His Majesty's temperament, he would have killed all his other half-siblings, so how could he possibly leave Xie Weiyan as a threat?

Xie Weiyan was merely a lucky charm that His Majesty kept by his side when he had nothing else to do.

After all, it's not a bad feeling to watch an idiot struggle and feel like you're incredibly smart.

I imagine His Highness Prince Ning must be feeling both anxious and apprehensive right now.

What Xie Weiyan didn't know was that the person behind the Assassin's Guild he went to was none other than Xie Tingsheng.

"Does a mere deputy pavilion master deserve to make me wait? I have said, I want to see your pavilion master!" Xie Wei said firmly, and the assassins in the assassin pavilion looked at each other in dismay.

Uh... does he have some kind of serious mental illness?

Why is his face so big?

The deputy pavilion master sat in his high seat, a smile playing on his lips, and slowly sipped his tea.

"Your Highness Prince Ning, coming to our Assassin's Guild so openly, aren't you afraid... you won't be able to leave here?"

Although the deputy pavilion master was smiling, the smile did not reach his eyes.

However, it was enough to make Xie Weiyan panic.

"What does the Vice Pavilion Master mean by this?"

"What else could Your Highness be asking us to kill someone in the dead of night, besides asking us to do this? If you act like this when asking for a favor, what would it be like under normal circumstances... Does Your Highness think you're all that?"

“You…” The butler stepped forward, but was stopped by Xie Weiyan.

"You must not be disrespectful to the Vice Pavilion Master!"

He said it was rude, but he didn't think he had been rude at all.

The deputy pavilion master's lips twitched slightly. He really couldn't understand why His Majesty would leave behind such a fool.

That's incredibly stupid.

And yet he dares to boast so shamelessly, still dreaming of that position?

He probably didn't eat enough.

"Vice Pavilion Master, I apologize for my previous rudeness," Xie Weiyan said apologetically, cupping his hands in a gesture of respect.

The deputy head of the cabinet was shocked.

Why did he suddenly apologize? This isn't like him at all!

The deputy pavilion master stared at him, but he smiled amicably and said, "Deputy pavilion master, I have an important deal to make with the assassin pavilion."

"Oh? What kind of deal is Your Highness Prince Ning referring to?"

Xie Weiyan glanced around, and the deputy pavilion master, understanding his meaning, waved his hand to dismiss everyone.

"Now, Your Highness Prince Ning, may you speak?"

"Vice Pavilion Master, I would like to request the Assassin Pavilion to kill two people."

The deputy pavilion master's heart skipped a beat. Could this fool be planning to assassinate His Majesty and the Imperial Advisor?

The next second, Xie Weiyan's words confirmed his guess.

"What I want to kill is that person, and also the Imperial Advisor Yu Sheng..."

Vice Pavilion Master: "..."

The deputy pavilion master nearly choked on his own saliva, while Xie Weiyan on the other side continued to ramble on and on, making grand promises.

"If successful, then I will be the rightful successor to that position, and the Assassin's Pavilion will surely become the number one sect in the country."

Look at those words, how eloquent they are!

You call that the number one sect in the country? Are you kidding me?

We're assassins, not some respectable gang. What are you doing here?

The true path of the Assassin's Guild is to do what people pay for; who would risk their life for you?

The pie is drawn quite round.

You really dare to dream! Still wanting that position? Go wash up and go to sleep. You can have anything in your dreams. I'd believe you if you said you were the retired emperor.

"Um... Your Highness Prince Ning, this deal is high-risk. I need to ask the Pavilion Master. Please excuse me for a moment."

Xie Weiyan's eyes lit up.

That means there's room for negotiation.

"Why don't I go see the Pavilion Master myself?"

The deputy pavilion master slipped and nearly fell.

See the Pavilion Master? You? No, perhaps not.

Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll break down.

The deputy pavilion master smiled slightly and declined, saying, "Your Highness Prince Ning, our pavilion master has a bad temper and doesn't like to see people, so... I'm sorry."

The deputy pavilion master ignored his reaction, quickly turned and left, not even giving Prince Ning a glance.

After leaving, the deputy pavilion master wandered through a maze of turns and arrived at a room, where he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, Xie Tingsheng, why didn't you say that Prince Ning was so confident?"

Xie Tingsheng smiled faintly, "He's just a mascot. His Majesty has always been too lazy to pay attention to him. I didn't expect him to actually think he's something special."

"Of course! They were so blunt, they specifically asked to see you!"

"He's making empty promises to me, saying that once he's in that position, he'll help the Assassin's Guild become the number one sect in the world. Laughable! We're assassins, the number one sect? Is he out of his mind?"

“That’s not necessarily true. After all, anything can happen in a dream,” Xie Tingsheng suddenly said, and the deputy pavilion master looked at him in horror.

"I didn't expect you to have such a sharp tongue!"

"Go back and tell him that our Assassin's Guild will take this job."

The deputy pavilion master immediately became restless. "What?! You accepted it? You actually believed his nonsense?"

Xie Tingsheng looked at him speechlessly, "Did you catch Xie Weiyan's brain?"

"Of course, there were conditions to agreeing to his request: he wanted 10,000 taels of gold. Regardless of whether the transaction was successful or not, the deal would be considered complete, and no money would be refunded."

"He doesn't know that I'm behind the Assassin's Guild, so what good would it do to agree to his request?"

The deputy pavilion master was speechless.

Wow, that's brilliant!

"Xie Tingsheng, you truly live up to your reputation! The price you quoted was just what Prince Ning could afford. You really pulled off this scheme of getting something for nothing."

"Yes, it's all thanks to His Majesty's excellent teaching."