Of course, Fan Yang did not return to his residence so easily. He went to the palace on the way and set fire to the imperial study.

However, the fire was quickly extinguished, and apart from He Lian suffering great psychological trauma, he was basically unharmed.

The next morning at court, He Lian indeed looked tired with dark circles under his eyes.

"Yesterday I was attacked by assassins and my study was set on fire. You ministers really have no conscience at all." He Lian narrowed his eyes and looked at Pan Yang.

Pan Yang seemed not to have heard at all, standing there with a cold expression as if he were in his own world.

“Minister Pan! Do you know who it is?” He Lian shouted.

"I don't know." Pan Yang blurted out without hesitation, then looked at He Lian with a serious expression: "Your Majesty, I feel that this matter is too suspicious, so I strongly urge the Court of Judicial Review to thoroughly investigate this matter!"

Looking at Pan Yang, who had suddenly changed from being indifferent to being so concerned, He Lian was momentarily unsure of what to do.

Upon hearing this, Lord Li of the Dali Temple immediately stepped forward: "Your subject will certainly investigate thoroughly."

Upon hearing this, Pan Yang patted him on the shoulder with great satisfaction: "I have high hopes for you."

Lord Li's legs went weak and he almost fell over. You see, he wasn't one of the Prime Minister's men; he was a neutral party. Now, he had somehow become one of the Prime Minister's men.

He Lian waved his hand: "Then I'll leave this matter to Minister Li. But Prime Minister, I see that there is no woman in your residence. And you are busy with official business all day long. Such a large Prime Minister's residence should have a mistress, right?"

As he spoke, he beckoned to the maid beside him, who immediately stepped forward and bowed her head.

"This palace maid I have is quite good. What do you think, Your Excellency?"

This is blatant humiliation; a mere maidservant dares to drag the mistress of the Prime Minister's mansion into it.

However, Emperor Yang did take a serious look at the maid: "Tsk, too ugly to be worthy of me. Your Majesty should keep her for yourself."

"..." For a moment, everyone fell silent, and some even gasped.

"Pan Yang!" He Lian slammed his fist on the table, furious.

"Your subject is here." Pan Yang directly performed the salute of a subject to a ruler, then slowly raised his head to look at He Lian. His black eyes seemed to be devoid of any emotion, yet they seemed capable of swallowing a person whole.

He Lian stared intently at Fan Yang, and after a long while, gritted his teeth and said, "Dismiss the court." With that, he flicked his sleeves and was about to leave.

"emperor."

He Lian stopped upon hearing the footsteps and looked at Fan Yang, his eyes filled with suppressed anger: "Does my dear minister have anything else to say?"

Although there was no expression on Pan Yang's face, there was something strange about it. Then, he blurted out, "It's nothing, I just wanted to call out."

Upon hearing this, He Lian almost rushed forward and beheaded Huan Yang on the spot, but he couldn't. In the end, he just snorted and left.

The surrounding ministers finally breathed a sigh of relief; they were increasingly unable to understand the prime minister's thoughts.

The Vice Minister of War caught up with Pan Yang again, scratching his head: "My lord, I still can't figure out what you meant by what you said a few days ago. Is the Prime Minister's behavior this time?"

Pan Yang patted his shoulder again: "My lord, you are getting old now and don't need to think about these things."

"But I'm only twenty-four."

Pan Yang looked her up and down. "Wow, I can't believe it. I'd think she was forty."

"In that case, young man, have you seen the Imperial Guards nearby?"

The Vice Minister of War nodded as he looked at the perfectly aligned Imperial Guards.

"It's up to you. Turn them to the other side." After saying that, Fan Yang ran off again without hesitation.

Having gone through all this, He Lian was even more determined to get rid of Huan Yang. After enduring five more days of torture at the morning court, Huan Yang successfully won the assassination attempt by the little cutie.

A dark and windy night, with clouds stretching for miles, is the perfect opportunity for an assassination.

Pan Yang calmly looked at the sword held to his neck, then at the man in black holding the sword: "I'll give you five seconds."

The man in black frowned, then smiled: "Sir, can't you see the current situation? I can kill you at any time."

"I gave you a chance, but you were useless." As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black was suddenly knocked back by a force, and his hand was numb from the shock.

Pan Yang calmly clapped his hands as he watched the man in black: "Those hiding in the shadows, come at me all."

Sure enough, a group of men in black suddenly jumped out from the shadows the next second, at least a dozen of them.

“Prime Minister, sometimes you should recognize your place.” The man in black who had started earlier cracked his knuckles and waved his hand, causing everyone to rush towards Fan Yang.

However, Pan Yang seemed to dodge each attack with ease, and could even be described as calm and composed.

The man in black grew increasingly agitated and drew his sword, intending to kill Fan Yang immediately, but was instead thrown back by the force of the attack.

After an incense stick had burned, all the men in black were piled up together, howling like ghosts.

Pan Yang stood to the side, shook his head, and thought, "As expected, a group of mortals can't beat me."

001: "Please, host, don't be so childish."

Just then, the guards from the Prime Minister's residence, who seemed to be fast asleep, finally arrived.

The leader immediately bowed and said, "Sir, were you frightened? I deserve to die."

Pan Yang nodded: "He deserves to die."

The man was taken aback, then looked at Pan Yang awkwardly: "You jest, sir."

“I never joke,” Pan Yang said immediately.

"..." Hearing Pan Yang's words, he was suddenly choked and slowly moved his hand to the hilt of his sword.

In an instant, Pan Yang pressed his hand directly onto the hilt of his sword, then snatched the sword and held it to his neck: "Guards, take him away and break his arms and legs. If anyone else tries to betray me, your fate will be even worse than his."

After saying that, Fan Yang dropped the sword in his hand, went straight back to his room, and closed the door.

Haha, I'm definitely the most handsome. This is the perfect way to show off.

001: "..." Who the hell would believe that the seemingly expressionless and indifferent host is actually so narcissistic? Is that even reasonable?

"Host's hidden character is in danger! Please go and help immediately!"

Upon hearing this, Pan Yang immediately sat down in a chair: "No way, it's too late for me to sleep, what a hassle."

"Host! It's a mission! A mission! Even if the concealment fails, it will still add ten more worlds!"

"Damn, no sportsmanship at all." Pan Yang really wanted to kill 001 and even more so, he wanted to take out the hidden character directly; it was too much trouble.

Where is he?

001: "The system has detected that a hidden character is 10 meters, 9 meters, 8 meters, 7 meters away from the host..."

"Why don't you just have him fall from the sky right in front of me?" Pan Yang really wanted to roll his eyes.

With a deafening crash, Zhou Yang descended from the sky, passing through the roof and landing right in front of Fan Yang.

"..." 001 You're more effective than the turtle in the wishing well.

Pan Yang carefully kicked Zhou Yang, who was lying on the ground. Zhou Yang gasped and then struggled to his feet, gripping the chair next to him tightly. His body was covered in wounds, and the smell of blood was overwhelming.

Sure enough, just a few seconds later, footsteps were heard on the roof, and then seven or eight men in black appeared in the room.

Pan Yang: "..." This should be the Prime Minister's residence, how could someone break in so easily?

001: "Ahem, it's all part of the plot. Just get used to it, host." The host still managed to go to the palace with ease, of course, 001 only dared to think this to himself.