In the lobby

Zhang Tianjian explained Zhang Heng's situation in great detail, and Zhang Ling'er, who was standing to the side, understood what he was saying and couldn't help but open her mouth in surprise.

She never imagined that Uncle Zhang Heng, who had treated her so well, would be a traitor.

How could she possibly believe that?

However, Zhang Tianjian looked at Zhou Mu's expression, which seemed completely unsurprised, and his heart sank.

Zhou Mu then stood up, served Zhang Tianjian a pot of tea, and said with a smile, "I know all this. Palace Master Zhang doesn't need to explain. Moreover, given the relationship between Lu Shan and Zhang Ling'er, even if there is a great disaster, he can bear it."

At this point, he raised an eyebrow and looked at Lu Shan, "I agree, don't I?"

Lu Shan had a chance to impress his father-in-law, so he was determined to make the most of it. He rushed up to Zhang Tianjian with a hint of flattery.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I will absolutely not let Zhang Ling'er get hurt in the slightest. You can rest assured..."

When he spoke, he almost raised his hand to swear an oath to the heavens to show his loyalty.

Zhou Mu watched from the side and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Goodness, this is even more of a simp than a simp.

It has to be said that Lu Shan's talent points are definitely maxed out.

Lu Shan naturally couldn't hear Zhou Mu's inner complaints, and even if he had, he wouldn't have said anything. After all, the most important thing for him at the moment was to appease the person in front of him.

Seeing this, Zhang Tianjian knew that there was no misunderstanding between Wentianlou and the Sword God Palace. Thus, he had achieved his goal. He cupped his hands again and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Master, to explain to Miss Jiang. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."

Zhou Mu nodded.

When Zhang Tianjian left, he also let Zhang Ling'er leave. Although Zhang Ling'er was very unwilling, she still obeyed her father's wishes.

In the empty hall, only Lu Shan and Zhou Mu remained.

Lu Shan's gaze remained fixed on Zhang Ling'er until her figure disappeared from sight, at which point he reluctantly turned his gaze away.

Do you think that assassination attempt will happen a second time?

Zhou Mu pondered for a moment and said, "It's hard to say."

He then slowly stood up. "It seems we haven't been sleeping well since Zhang Zhu came back. You'll be on night duty tonight."

Then, ignoring Lu Shan's wishes, he turned around and left.

Fortunately, nothing happened overnight. After a night of anxiety, Lu Shan yawned incessantly and fell into a deep sleep as soon as dawn broke.

In contrast, Zhou Mu also didn't sleep all night. He sat in the dark room, monitoring every move in the courtyard through the crystal ball. However, to his regret, Zhang Heng did not appear.

Now, they are in a somewhat passive position.

Fang Yun was seriously injured and unconscious.

The newly summoned Han Fei has also gone out to carry out a mission, and it is unknown when he will return.

In other words, right now, the huge Wentian Tower is just an empty shell.

However, Zhou Mu was not afraid, after all, he had a cheat system to protect him, and Lu Shan was not afraid either, as Hei Bo was there to protect his safety.

Jiang Jinyu, who was in the center of the protection, naturally had no idea what was going on. She was well protected, shielded by an impenetrable wall.

Previously it was Zhang Zhu, now it's Zhou Mu.

However, seeing that the two of them were very tired, she wisely didn't disturb them and went out to play by herself. But playing alone for too long wasn't very interesting.

In the past few days, he has explored most of the Great Wilderness City.

Her lavish spending quickly made her a celebrity in various shops. Often, a single purchase could equal a shop's turnover for several months or even several years, much to the delight of the shop assistants.

Every time Jiang Jinyu came, they treated her like a little princess.

For several days in a row, Jiang Jinyu came home at night.

at the same time

Phantom Pavilion

Inside the pitch-black hall, Zheng Ming, dressed in a gray robe, sat on the high seat with a gloomy expression. He smiled at Zhang Heng, his face, which was covered with wrinkles like old tree bark, filled with a cold smile.

"This old man never imagined that the renowned Lord Zhang Heng was also from the Eastern Divine Continent, hahahaha..."

Zheng Ming's lips twitched, then he said with a forced smile.

Zhang Heng naturally sensed the dissatisfaction in Zheng Ming's words, but he ignored it. Since they worked for the same master, there was bound to be competition between them, and friction was inevitable.

He said expressionlessly, "Lord Luo has ordered you to intercept and kill Jiang Jinyu today."

Zheng Ming's eye twitched, then he stretched out his hand and sneered, "Words are no proof. Do you have Lord Luo's handwritten instructions?"

Seemingly certain that Zhang Heng couldn't produce it, he stretched out his hand again. Within his long sleeves, his palm slowly clenched into a fist, and a faint spiritual energy slowly emerged from the surface of his skin.

Zhang Heng finally couldn't hold back any longer, chuckled, and said, "Fine."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a golden scroll flew out from his sleeve.

Zheng Ming glanced at it, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.

That was written in Lord Luo Xiao's own handwriting.

He quickly got up, knelt on the ground with a thud, his withered body trembled violently, and said in a shaky voice, "This humble one, Zheng Ming, greets Lord Luo."

Zhang Heng looked down at Zheng Ming.

"Lord Luo said that if the assassination fails, the Phantom Pavilion will have no reason to exist... No, it is you, Lord Zheng Ming, who will have no reason to exist."

After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he ignored him and turned to leave.

Only after Zhang Heng's figure disappeared did Zheng Ming stand up shakily, his eyes filled with malice.

He said fiercely, "You think you can replace me? No way."

Then, facing a void, he called out, "Where is Zheng Feng?"

With a single step, the man called Zheng Feng stood before him, kneeling on one knee.

"I've mobilized all the assassins from the Phantom Pavilion. Today, I must see Jiang Jinyu's head."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Feng was somewhat surprised. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Your Majesty, you should think this through. Jiang Jinyu is a member of the Dragon Clan. If the Dragon Clan finds out that we are from this clan, then we will be doomed."

Zheng Ming sneered, "This is Lord Luo's order. Lord Luo will bear all the consequences. Also, if anyone asks why I give orders in the future, don't blame me."

Zheng Feng suddenly shivered, mumbled something indistinctly, and then vanished instantly.

"Even if I have to give up all the resources of the Phantom Pavilion today, I will not let you, brat, get the better of me. You ignorant fool, you dare to disregard even me. You are truly a tiger fallen into the plains, bullied by dogs."

Zheng Ming gritted his teeth in anger, his face, which was as white as old tree bark, flushed slightly with rage.

But a glint of venomous light flashed in those weathered eyes.