Nangong Yan's eyes sparkled: "I need you to bring your sword and chop down the Muye Monument!"

Han Juan smiled and asked, "Are you doing me a favor?"

"Isn't it?"

Nangong Yan's eyes were full of temptation: "You risked the world's condemnation and split two blood crystals from the Muye Monument, wasn't it just to destroy this thing? It's a pity that the Muye Monument is still lingering on. Don't you want to put an end to this old rule once and for all?"

"Chop the Muye Stele?"

Han Juan said with a half-smile, "The one that the girl wanted me to chop down is the Muye stele on the Ganli border, or the Muye stele in Mingdu?"

Nangong Yan's pupils shrank. She didn't expect that he could guess her intention.

Han Juan smiled lazily: "I am powerless to stop the young lady from doing anything she wants to do. But the young lady wants to trick me into doing something... I am not very smart, nor do I have deep and broad knowledge, but I have a keen ear and have heard a lot from the master.

I'm afraid I know Mingdu better than the girl does.

My sword is with my father. If you want to use it, ask my father for it.

He will probably give it to you, but whether you use it or not is up to you.”

After saying that.

He stood up and stretched lazily: "Miss, do you have anything else to say? If not, I will go back to sleep."

"etc!"

Nangong Yan was not angry, but instead had a smile on her face: "If Brother Han doesn't want to help, I won't force you, and Brother Han doesn't need to be so alert. Brother Han and I get along quite well, and I can't bear to see you make a wasted trip, so why don't you stay for a while and listen to me talk about the method of reviving the bloodline at the Muye Monument."

Han Juan did not sit down, but did not leave either. He smiled and said, "I am really interested in listening."

Nangong Yan raised her lips slightly, explained the method again, and then said: "This method may require the sacrifice of many talented young people. I am not sure who your father will choose, but I heard that under the instigation of some people, the Han and Zheng families seem to have some conflicts recently.

The fire in Korea is easy to put out, but the fire in people's hearts is hard to put out. Perhaps the people behind the scenes will not give up until someone dies.

The Zheng family has been sharing meat with the Han family for a long time, and the Han family must have felt bad about it for a long time.

Brother Han, do you think you might be among this group of people?

There are too many cruel and ruthless fathers in this world.

There are not many people who can protect Brother Han in this operation.

I happen to be one of them.”

When she said "There are too many cruel and ruthless fathers", her tone became a little angry and her expression became a little crazy.

There was some pity in Han Juan's eyes, and he didn't know whether he was pitying her or himself.

But the smile on his face did not diminish: "So the girl came here to threaten me."

"Yes! I am threatening you."

Nangong Yan did not hide her feelings at all. She stood up and said, "We still have ten days before we set off. I hope Brother Han will think it over carefully. See you in ten days!"

After saying that, he transformed into a ball of Qi again.

Before rushing out of the window, he tore the sound insulation on the door to pieces.

But this time, it did not return to Zhao Qi.

Instead, it drilled directly into Han Zhe's palm, apparently wanting to contact him at any time.

Han Zhe glanced at Zhao Qi and said, "Pingling Jun, please come in!"

Zhao Qi was somewhat dissatisfied with Nangong Yan's behavior of skipping over him, but he still didn't say anything.

With a snort, he left the Han Mansion directly.

After leaving the house, he went directly underground and rushed to the palace without looking back.

The reputation is already ruined anyway.

Just start completely.

If you act as a messenger more often, maybe you can get some benefits from your father.

Han Mansion.

Han Juan stretched lazily and walked out of the side hall.

Han Zhe didn't even ask what the two of them said. He just patted Han Juan on the shoulder and said, "Go back and rest!"

"Why!"

Han Juan nodded.

He wanted to ask something, but gave up after hesitating for a moment.

Before leaving, he glanced in the direction of the meeting hall.

I happened to see a few members of the Zheng family coming out for some fresh air.

Although his expression was normal, the aura around him was extremely gloomy.

At this time.

He thought of the fireworks that had exploded over the palace last night.

I wonder if the raging fire that spread across the entire territory of Wei and Han was as brilliant as that.

He looked up at the sky and sighed.

"This fire really burned a lot of things!"