After hearing Fan Xian's words, Yamu immediately understood what he meant.

"Then tell me, what's there to worry about?"

"Am I not afraid of stealing your limelight?"

Fan Xian explained awkwardly.

Yamu frowned and said, "But those corpses and traces of battle have not been dealt with yet. Will anyone notice something?"

Fan Xian chuckled and said in a low voice, "It doesn't matter. I just want them to think too much. The water in Kyoto is already muddy enough, so it won't hurt if it gets muddier."

"What's more, the battle marks you left behind are too horrific, and it doesn't seem like something that could be done by human power."

"They will never believe that there is an unknown Grandmaster standing behind me. They will only think that I arranged it like this on purpose..."

Yamu frowned and said, "Do they really think so?"

Fan Xian chuckled and said, "Don't worry. Even if they don't think so, they will find other logically consistent explanations."

Yamu understood and said, "It's impossible for him to be a Grandmaster, right?"

Fan Xian smiled and nodded, "Yes."

…

…

After returning to the Fan Mansion, Fan Xian found his father and told him everything about the assassination that happened today.

Upon hearing this, Fan Jian stood up suddenly, his brows furrowed, and a hint of anger seemed to emerge in his eyes.

But the first thing he asked was whether Fan Xian was injured, which made Fan Xian, who always thought that his father didn't care about him, feel a little warm.

Fan Xian said with a smile: "Don't worry, Brother Mu is here. Unless a Grandmaster shows up, who can hurt me?"

Fan Jian visibly breathed a sigh of relief, then he paused for a moment and said, "Go back to your room first. I'll go look into this matter. I'll give you an explanation by tonight at the latest!"

After saying that, Fan Jian took a step forward and walked towards the study door.

“Hey hey!”

Fan Xian quickly called Fan Jian.

Fan Jian stopped and frowned, "Anything else?"

Fan Xian smiled and said, "Brother Mu Shi is a reclusive ninth-rank master who is unknown to the public. I want to conceal his identity and announce to the public that I killed all those assassins."

Fan Jian thought about it and nodded, "Good idea, I see."

After saying that, Fan Jian took another step forward, and this time, Fan Xian did not stop him.

…

…

Pushing open the door, Fan Xian returned to his bedroom with a faint smile on his handsome face.

"What good is this?"

"Why are you laughing so happily..."

Yamu's voice suddenly came from the side.

Fan Xian was startled at first, then turned around, closed the door, and looked at Yamu beside him with a smile: "Nothing, I just suddenly realized that my cheap father seems to care about me a lot..."

Halfway through the conversation, Fan Xian suddenly realized that Yamu had no relatives in this life, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. I have asked my father to spread false information. Your identity and strength will never be known to outsiders."

"It's okay to tell others, right?" Yamu glanced at him and said softly, "With a great master backing you up, wouldn't it be more effective in deterring those people who covet your power in secret?"

Fan Xian shook his head: "I am shocked, but I can forget about marrying your sister-in-law..."

Yamu raised an eyebrow: "Why?"

Fan Xian smiled, walked to the table, picked up the teapot, poured tea, and explained, "The existence of a Grand Master is the nuclear weapon of this world. His words and deeds are enough to shake the country and shock the world."

"I was able to marry Lin Wan'er and take over the inner treasury controlled by the royal family because I am just a bastard."

"Once in power, one can only rely on the emperor and become a lone minister loyal to the emperor."

"But if there is a grandmaster behind this illegitimate child of mine, then things will be completely different!"

"My status will change from a powerless illegitimate child to the spokesperson of the Grand Master. The powerful will value me, and the emperor will be afraid of me. My dream of taking over the inner treasury and marrying Lin Wan'er will become impossible."

Yamu nodded thoughtfully: "That makes sense...but why didn't you say that before?"

Fan Xian brought the tea to Yamu and said with a smile, "Because there was no need to say it before!"

Yamu took the teacup and frowned, "Hmm?"

Fan Xian smiled and explained, "In the eyes of my father and other insiders, you are just a reclusive ninth-rank master, far from the deterrent power of a grandmaster. It was because you suddenly mentioned the grandmaster that I explained it this way."

Yamu's brows relaxed and he shook his head, "Doing these roundabout things... Don't you know I'm not good at using my brain?"

"Don't give me that!" Fan Xian curled his lips and said enviously, "You are just too powerful, so you are too lazy to think. If I had your strength to dominate the world, I would not want to use my brain either!"

Yamu shook his head again and was about to speak when he suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked towards the window on the right.

The window opened silently, and a figure came out and landed in front of Yamu.

"Fifth brother!"

Yamu greeted Wuzhu.

Wu Zhu looked at him silently, then turned to look at Fan Xian.

"Give."

Wu Zhu reached out and handed over a letter.

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, then took it and asked curiously, "What is this?"

Wu Zhu calmly replied, "The joint memorial signed by the Supervisory Council and the Ministry of Justice was about to be presented to the Emperor, but I intercepted it..."

scare!

Fan Xian's face froze, and his fingers trembled, almost shaking the thing to the ground.

Wu Zhu continued, "After I cut off the memorial, I copied it and left the original untouched. The one in your hand is a copy."

After hearing Wu Zhu's words, Fan Xian finally breathed a sigh of relief and said unhappily, "Uncle Wu Zhu, can you speak faster in the future? Don't you know that scaring others can kill them?"

Wu Zhu was slightly startled and asked in confusion: "Really?"

Fan Xian sighed and said weakly, "No, I was just kidding."

After saying that, he picked up the letter and began to read the words inside.

After reading it, he raised his head, handed the memorial in his hand to Yamu, and said with a smile: "That strong man turned out to be an eighth-rank master of Northern Qi, named Cheng Jushu. According to what is written in the memorial, he seems to be quite famous... It seems that I will become famous too!"

Yamu said softly, "The Supervisory Council is quite efficient. It hasn't taken long for them to figure out the assassin's identity."

Fan Xian nodded and said, "The Supervisory Council is directly under the Emperor and supervises all officials. They can do whatever they want in Kyoto without so many rules and regulations, so they are naturally very efficient. However, this memorial only states the identity of the assassin, without any other information. I think it is only part of the information. I have to wait until my father comes back in the evening for more specific information."

As he spoke, Fan Xian used a fire starter to light the brazier in the room and threw the copy in his hand into it.

“Huh~”

The flames rose and engulfed the paper.

Fan Xian turned to look at Wu Zhu and said seriously, "Thank you, Uncle Wu Zhu."

Wu Zhu remained silent for a moment, then asked, "Do you need me to help you kill the person behind this?"

Fan Xian frowned and shook his head slowly, saying, "Don't be in a hurry. Let's see the situation first..."

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…

As the news of Fan Xian's assassination on Niulan Street spread, it undoubtedly became the most shocking news in Kyoto this month.

The Qing Kingdom was a powerful country that had been at peace for a long time. The capital of Kyoto was heavily guarded, and even ordinary murders were rare, let alone an assassination attempt on the son of Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Lord Fan Jian, in broad daylight on the street.

Not only that, the assassin even used bows and arrows in Kyoto!

This unscrupulous behavior undoubtedly violated the bottom line of the court. The huge institutions of Qing Kingdom immediately began to operate, and it didn't take much time to investigate the "truth" of the assassination.

The reason why they were able to be so efficient was thanks to the intact body left behind by Yamu.

This person's name was Cheng Jushu, and he was a very famous eighth-rank master in Northern Qi. His martial arts skills were impervious to swords and spears. He was also born with supernatural powers, and his true energy was so strong that it far surpassed other eighth-rank masters of the same level.

In addition, the identities of the two female assassins were also investigated by the Supervisory Commission.

They are a pair of sisters. On the surface, they are killers from a small vassal state, but in fact they have always been under the control of Northern Qi.

So at this point, the case seems to be completely clear - the mastermind behind this assassination is the Northern Qi Kingdom!

The people of Kyoto were talking about this and kept speculating why Northern Qi would take action against the young master of the Fan family.

Although Fan Xian has gained some fame as a poet in Kyoto, he is after all just an insignificant little character.

In order to assassinate Fan Xian, Northern Qi actually mobilized an eighth-rank master, two assassins as hidden agents, and more than a dozen spies lurking in Kyoto who had the ability to draw a bow and control a string.

This could not but shock the people in Kyoto.

But what shocked them even more was that in such a massive assassination attempt, Fan Xian actually killed them all!

I just don't know whether the person who made the move was the legendary Fan Xian himself, or some unknown master hiding beside him.

Of course, no matter which truth it is, Fan Xian's threat of force in the eyes of many bigwigs in Kyoto has once again risen to a higher level.

"The joint memorial from the Supervisory Council and the Ministry of Justice has come out, confirming that it was done by Northern Qi."

"The wire connected to the back has also been pulled out. It is none other than the courtesan of Zuixianju, Si Lili, who had a scandal with you before."

Hearing his father Fan Jian's words, Fan Xian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "Si Lili?"

Fan Jian sighed and said, "Yes, the Second Prince thought that you and Miss Si Lili had a secret affair, so he arranged the banquet at Zuixianju on the Liujing River."

"But no one expected that Zuixianju was actually a secret agent planted by Northern Qi spies in Kyoto."

"Then Si Lili is not just an oiran, but a Northern Qi spy responsible for collecting intelligence on the rich and powerful..."

"The information that you passed through Niulan Street on your way to Zuixianju for a banquet was leaked from her."

Si Nanbo Fan Jian sat at the top of the study, looking at Fan Xian below and whispered, "I know you are very angry about this assassination, but since this matter involves Northern Qi, it is a state affair. You and Nephew Mu should not interfere in the subsequent developments."

"Don't interfere?"

Fan Xian frowned and said, "I was the one who was assassinated. Don't I even have the right to know?"

"Dad, tell me the truth, this matter shouldn't be as simple as you said, right?"