At this moment, at the home of the Minister of War.
"My lord, please have pity on me! Give me some more spices, or I'll really die!"
The Minister of War prostrated himself on the ground, tears streaming down his face, kowtowing repeatedly to the man in black robes before him, his face contorted in an unnatural way, his eyes bloodshot.
He looks like this because he has inhaled too much tara incense and can no longer quit.
Since Wei Jing arrested the spice dealers and seized control of all the tamarisk, its circulation in the capital has decreased significantly.
There was some stock at first, but now there's absolutely none left!
He was going crazy, wishing he could kill that heartless Wei Jing. Why did he have to endure such extreme pain?
At this moment, he would do anything to smell the incense that could make him feel like he was in heaven!
He lay at the mysterious man's feet like a dog wagging its tail, hoping he would give him some incense.
Now, he doesn't remember how he got into this fragrance; he only knows that he feels like dying if he doesn't smell it!
And the man before us is the creator of the Dharani Incense.
He will definitely agree as long as you ask him.
The premise is... that you adopt a humble attitude.
Seeing his pathetic state, the mysterious man gave a cold snort, his words full of contempt.
The man could hear clearly, but now he was willing to be slapped even if it meant just smelling the fragrance of the dharani!
What good will it do to laugh at him?
“Li Zhong, it’s not that I don’t want to give it to you, but you know that Wei Jing has seized all the Dharani incense in the capital. Where am I supposed to find it for you in a short time? If it’s really impossible, then you’ll just have to bear with it!”
"It's not a difficult matter anyway. As long as you can endure it, everything will be alright. Perhaps in the future, you won't need this incense anymore. Isn't that good enough?"
"No, I want to use the incense, I want to smell that fragrance! Please, sir, have mercy! I know you must still have some on you, just a little bit, just a little bit!"
"As long as you're willing to give me the Dharani Incense, I'll do anything!"
The mysterious man lowered his eyes to look at him, his eyes narrowing dangerously, and said in a low voice, "Have you prepared everything I asked you to prepare? Not a single one of those weapons can be missing!"
"You need to understand that you have betrayed the entire Southern Jing. Of course, if our king succeeds, I will definitely have him give you another official position. But the premise is... you have to give up something to gain something."
"You know perfectly well what to choose!"
After saying that, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his pocket.
Although it wasn't said what it was, Li Zhong knew very well that it contained the incense he was currently longing for.
At this moment, madness completely triumphed over reason.
All he knew was that if he didn't smell the spices again, he would die, he really would die!
At that time, what country or family will not matter at all!
Before that, he at least needs to ensure his own survival, right?
So he nodded without saying a word.
"Rest assured, my lord, everything is prepared for you! I am no longer a person of Nan Jing; I am merely your lapdog! As long as you are willing to give me this Dharani Incense, I will provide you with any weapons you desire!"
"The batch you mentioned earlier has been placed in an abandoned alley deep in the east of the city. You can go and retrieve it at any time!"
Having received a satisfactory answer, the mysterious man narrowed his eyes, snorted coldly, and threw the incense stick in his hand away.
Li Zhong quickly took it.
Before he could even smell the incense, a hidden weapon shot out from nowhere and shattered the incense in his hand!
Spices were scattered all over the ground. Li Zhong's eyes turned bloodshot. He screamed and immediately squatted down to sniff the spices intensely!
But soon, a powerful kick landed on his abdomen, sending him flying.
He was in so much pain that his head was spinning, and he was at a loss for what to do when the newcomer was already locked in combat with the mysterious man.
Seeing this, before he could do anything...
Suddenly, a sharp sword was placed against his neck.
He turned his head and met Qingfeng's cold eyes, his gaze filled with disdain.
"I advise Lord Li not to act rashly! Swords and blades have no eyes; you lest I accidentally kill you!"
Li Zhong glanced at Qingfeng, then at Wei Jing, who was entangled in a fight with a black man. The thought that he couldn't buy the Tuoluo Incense because Wei Jing had interfered made him furious.
He was almost furious and started cursing at Wei Jing.
"Outrageous! Wei Jing, you've gone too far! You're just a third-rank general, while I'm a second-rank civil official. Since ancient times, Nanjing has valued civil officials over military ones. How dare you cause trouble in my residence? Surrender now! If you dare lay a hand on my lord again, don't blame me for being impolite!"
Before he could finish speaking, Qingfeng raised his sword an inch higher, a cold, mocking smile playing on his lips as he looked at Li Zhong, who was trembling with fear, and whispered a warning.
"Is this all Lord Li is capable of, barking like a dog? After all, you just admitted that you are a dog, so stop with the nonsense!"
"The general came for you today. Do you really think His Majesty is unaware of this? His Majesty is merely trying to find a way to wipe you all out in one fell swoop. All the officials who smoke Dharani Incense and intend to betray Nan Jing will be exposed one by one, just like you."
Your good days are over!
The cold wind spoke, and Li Zhong's face instantly turned pale, his lips trembling with fear.
On the other side, Wei Jing and the mysterious man were locked in a fierce battle, each move exuding sharpness.
As the fight went on, Wei Jing felt increasingly uneasy.
Countless times, Jiang Mingwei's words to him echoed in his mind...
Even if he doesn't want to admit it, what if Jiang Mingwei really didn't do anything wrong?
Thinking of this, he changed his previous moves and switched to a sword technique he had created himself, which no one knew about.
Before the man in black could react, his mask was knocked off and fell to the ground in a moment!
He instinctively tried to reach out to cover himself, but Wei Jing attacked him again.
If he doesn't defend himself, he will surely be killed in one blow!
Left with no other choice, he finally let go of the hand that was covering his face.
When they saw his appearance, everyone was shocked.
Wei Jing was taken aback, his pupils contracted, and disbelief appeared in his eyes.
Even now, with the light shining right in front of him, he still couldn't believe it was really...
"Brother?!"
Wei Jing's voice trembled as he asked incredulously.
Now that he had been exposed, Wei Zhi naturally had nothing to hide.
She smiled at Wei Jing, her face showing a hint of amusement, without revealing the slightest worry or fear despite her exposure.
"Impressive. I didn't realize you'd become so much more powerful. Even I might not be a match for you. I never expected you to remove my mask."
"If that's the case, then there's nothing to hide. It was Jiang Mingwei who told you I'm Wei Zhi, right?"
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