Tu Ziming's eyes were resolute and filled with coldness as he said, "Kill them all!"
This time, there were no gasps of shock, but the way everyone looked at Tu Ziming had changed.
Ruthless! Merciless!
"Ziming, even if this succeeds, the Tu family will undergo a complete upheaval, and their retaliation against us will follow. Have you thought about that?"
Tu Ziming said, "I said, someone will clean up the mess."
"Who? Who has such great ability?"
"The new ruler of Jiangcheng."
"Deng Fugui?!"
The crowd began to discuss it.
"If Deng Fugui is willing to help, then we really don't need to worry about the aftermath."
"But why would Deng Fugui help us?"
At this moment, an older elder said, "Deng Fugui isn't helping us; he's helping Zhao Cheng. From the fact that he started helping the Miao family suppress the Tu and Lu families, it's clear that he and Zhao Cheng have a close relationship. Ziming, the person who contacted you probably wasn't Deng Fugui, but this young prime minister, right?"
Tu Ziming nodded.
The elder continued, "Have you ever considered that Zhao Cheng is just using you? He has no shortage of experts around him; he has a much better chance of assassinating Tu Qianhu than you. So why is he sending you? It's because if you fail, it won't have anything to do with him; it'll just be an internal power struggle within our Tu family!"
"The young prime minister didn't ask me to assassinate Tu Qianhu, or even give me any instructions. He just promised to clean up the mess for us and give us a chance to fight for our future."
Tu Ziming glanced at everyone and then said, "Besides... of course I know he's using me, but this is a golden opportunity for me and for all of you!"
"This is the young prime minister's open scheme. I know I'm being used, but I'm willing to be used! I'm even worried that I won't be able to be used anymore!!"
The elder shook his head and sighed, "You can go if you want. I don't like feeling used."
With that, he turned and left.
Pfft!
The elder froze, and the young people in front of him, seeing the knife tip protruding from his chest, were surprised but showed no sympathy.
"Uncle, you're old and have lost your spirit. But I'm sorry, I can't let you live and become a destabilizing factor."
"You don't want to turn things around anymore, but all your nephews do!"
Tu Ziming drew his dagger, staring at the blood on the blade with a chilling gaze.
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