"Rest assured, Lord Sima!" Jiang Ming assured him, "I will cherish Miss Diao Diao dearly..."
"I have to say, you two actually look quite alike... really quite similar!"
These words alerted Jiang Ming, who immediately changed the subject, saying, "Lord Sima, regarding how to subdue this sorceress, my attitude is to eliminate her indirectly, and not to rush things..."
"Oh? What brilliant plan does Lord Jiang have?" Fatty He asked curiously.
"Cough cough!"
Jiang Ming coughed twice, then pondered for a moment and said, "Join forces with that idiot, use that idiot, get rid of that idiot, and replace that idiot..."
Jiang Ming used the word "idiot" four times in a row, leaving Fatty He a little confused.
"you mean?"
"I understand perfectly well!"
Jiang Ming said, "What the sorceress cares about is nothing more than money, face, and authority... If we satisfy her in every way, wouldn't we be able to achieve the first step and unite with that idiot?"
"Mmm, continue..."
Jiang Ming continued, "First, I gave that bastard 250 taels of gold to bewitch him. Then I told him that although I had eliminated the mountain god, I was also seriously injured and needed her help. This made the prefect think that she was not someone to be trifled with. Then, I submitted to her and told her that she could be my master. Once all three were in place, she would definitely join forces with me..."
"Um!"
Fatty He frowned and nodded: "What happens after we join forces?"
"After the alliance? Heh..."
Jiang Ming laughed and said, "Lord Sima, have you ever heard the story of 'pulling chestnuts out of the fire'? The monkey saw the chestnuts were cooked and wanted to eat them, but was afraid of burning his hands with the flames, so he said to the cat, 'The chestnuts smell so good...' The cat couldn't resist the temptation and went into the fire to get them, then burned his own hand, while the monkey took the opportunity to snatch the chestnuts away..."
“Hmm…” Fatty He’s eyes gleamed with wisdom, as if he understood Jiang Ming’s meaning.
"Brilliant! Brilliant! Lord Jiang wants that sorceress to be the foolish cat!"
"That's right! By the way..."
Jiang Ming changed the subject and asked, "The prefect's wife likes poetry. I wonder what the prefect likes? I'm not worried that the prefect has principles, but I am worried that the prefect has no hobbies!"
"Of course he has hobbies too!"
Fatty He pondered for a moment and said, "That guy likes to collect all kinds of divine weapons and has a particular fondness for famous swords!"
"A famous sword?"
Upon hearing this word, Jiang Ming immediately came up with a brilliant plan and couldn't help but slap his thigh and burst into laughter.
"Lord Jiang, what's going on?" Fatty He looked completely bewildered.
Jiang Ming grinned, revealing a slightly cruel smile: "To be honest, I am quite knowledgeable in the art of sword forging!"
"Really? My goodness! Lord Jiang, you are truly a man of many talents! It's such a waste of your abilities to appoint you as the head of the pavilion!" Fatty He exclaimed in surprise.
“Unyielding, unyielding…hehe,” Jiang Ming smiled smugly, but his eyes flashed with a sinister light.
At this moment, a servant came to report: "Sir, that sorceress is getting impatient in the front hall and is heading straight for the back hall, insisting on seeing you!"
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