"Rumble"

In the evening, a group of men and horses passed through the Long Street of the Imperial City. They were wearing black armor and had a murderous look on their faces.

The leader's face was gloomy and his eyes were bloodshot.

It was Xiao Wuji who led the rest of the Black Dragon Guards back to the city first.

Although there were nearly two thousand people and horses, they set off earlier than Li Feibai, but the latter had fewer people. Xiao Wuji was half a day behind Li Feibai.

They went straight to the Tsing Yi Department. Nangong Ding, who received the news, was already waiting in the main hall.

Taking off the sword from his waist and taking off his armor, Xiao Wuji quickly walked into the hall.

"Your Majesty, please punish Wuji with death!"

As soon as they met, Xiao Wuji fell to the ground, his voice hoarse and choked with sobs.

Glancing at him, Nangong Ding already knew about the murder of twenty centurions.

He let out a long breath and looked a little disappointed.

"All the centurions who went on the expedition were killed?"

Nangong Ding still held a glimmer of luck in his heart, even if a few of them could come back.

"Your Majesty, my subordinate is incompetent, please punish me!" Xiao Wuji didn't dare to raise his head.

"What's going on? How could these twenty people, who were the weakest in cultivation and at the peak of the Huang rank, be killed overnight?" Nangong Ding asked.

"Because...because I was betrayed by a traitor."

Speaking of this, Xiao Wuji gritted his teeth again.

"Traitor?" Nangong Ding was slightly surprised: "Tell me in detail."

After hearing this, Xiao Wuji straightened up and described the incident in detail from beginning to end.

After listening, Nangong Ding was silent for a long time, digesting what Xiao Wuji described.

"Although your strategy is risky, it is indeed correct when most of the food and grass are burned."

Nangong Ding first affirmed Xiao Wuji’s strategy.

"But tactically, you are totally wrong. Baijiang Market is the place where Qiancheng Pavilion has lived for many years. How can you find out their hidden identities overnight?"

Xiao Wuji lowered his head again, not daring to reply.

Indeed, he was too confident in the Black Dragon Guard's abilities and thus ignored this point.

Nangong Ding continued: "On the contrary, twenty centurions want to sneak into the city disguised as various identities within two or three days. As long as the other party is not blind, they can find a few at will. Wuji, you follow

How come I don’t know this little bit of common sense about espionage after all this time?”

"Your Majesty, I was responsible for my oversight. I am willing to receive the death penalty!" Xiao Wuji knocked his head heavily on the ground.

Closing his eyes, Nangong Ding let out a long sigh.

The tone was full of anger and helplessness.

"Commander Xiao, there are only a hundred Black Dragon Guard centurions in the entire David. They can be said to be the elite of the elite. On your trip, you just went to suppress a Jianghu force, and you lost twenty. This...

I'm afraid it doesn't make sense, right?" Sun Qirui, the commander of the assassination camp on the side, followed suit.

"The key is that Qiancheng Pavilion has been pacified, and the credit goes to King Qi, but the loss is our men." Xu Yuanzhong, the commander of the intelligence battalion, also rarely expressed his opinion.

Although he felt ashamed in his heart, when he saw what Xu Yuanzhong said, Xiao Wuji murmured in his heart: It's really a tiger being bullied by a dog, so Sun Qirui is fine. When will it be your turn, Xu Yuanzhong, to arrange for me?

"Tell us about the traitor?" Nangong Ding did not let Xiao Wuji stand up.

"Yes!" Xiao Wuji responded respectfully: "Now that I think about it, if I had not made such a fatal mistake, the traitor would not have had the opportunity to take advantage of me."

He talked about the investigation and punishment of the traitor again.

"This is strange. You are the only six who know the identities of the twenty centurions, but your handwriting doesn't match up?"

Nangong Ding was also puzzled.

"Actually, my subordinates have already made a rough judgment." Xiao Wuji bravely spoke up.

"Oh, tell me?"

"It's Nangongshan!"

"How can I see it?"

"First of all, he should have ordered a ghostwriter to write out the information and give it to Qiancheng Pavilion, so the handwriting of this information is not his."

Xiao Wuji said.

"This is the condition for committing a crime, but what's the motive?" Sun Qirui asked.

"The motive is very clear. He wants to use the Qiancheng Pavilion to weaken the prince's strength." Xiao Wuji blurted out.

Everyone couldn't help but nod their heads when they heard this.

"If that's the case, then Commander Xiao is really defenseless," Sun Qirui said.

"Also." Xiao Wuji continued: "At that time, I saw King Qi's thoughts. I couldn't wait to negotiate with Qiancheng Pavilion. I didn't want to continue to entangle with them. He just happened to go along with the death of these twenty centurions.

Go and make peace with Qiancheng Pavilion."

"Huh, I know King Qi's plan." Nangong Ding patted the desk and stood up.

"Presumably the conditions of the final negotiation are not conducive to the royal family. When the emperor's brother is blamed, he can pass the blame to Wuji, saying that he did not command the battle well, and we no longer have the capital to continue to entangle with Qiancheng Pavilion, so

Accept these conditions only as a last resort."

"In this way, facing the master of Qiancheng Pavilion, Nangongshan can gain favor, thereby creating conditions for recruiting Qiancheng Pavilion."

"Okay, what a Nangongshan, kill three birds with one stone!" Nangong Ding said angrily.

"This King Qi is too despicable. He has reaped all the good things, and we have to shoulder all the bad things." Sun Qirui clenched his fists and restrained his anger.

"Wuji, please get up."

When Nangong Ding thought of this, he immediately felt that Xiao Wuji was excusable.

"My subordinates dare not get up even if they are dead."

"Okay, get up when I ask you to, and stop acting like a woman." Nangong Ding said impatiently.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Xiao Wuji kowtowed again before standing up.

Pacing back and forth in the hall, Nangong Ding frowned slightly and continued: "Although your analysis is reasonable, we lack evidence and there is nothing we can do to arrest King Qi."

"Your Majesty, as long as we can find the person who wrote the information, wouldn't the evidence be conclusive?" Xiao Wuji said with a cupped hand.

"The ghostwriter?"

Speaking of this, Nangong Ding suddenly stopped and a thought flashed through his mind.

He always felt that something was awkward, but he just couldn't grasp it.

This feels like when Liu Renfang was killed, the entire Tsing Yi Division suspected that the "White Tiger" was responsible, but Nangong Ding always felt that something was wrong.

In the end, after Li Feibai’s reminder, it was determined that it was not the “White Tiger”! (See Chapters 86-87 for details)

Now this feeling came to mind again.

This made Nangong Ding very confused.

"My lord, what's wrong with you?" Sun Qirui asked.

Shaking his head, Nangong Ding came back to his senses, temporarily put aside his doubts, and said, "It's okay. Wuji, what did you just say?"

"Replying to the prince, I said that as long as we find the person who wrote the information on his behalf, we can prove Prince Qi's crime." Xiao Wuji replied.

"Who doesn't know this?" Sun Qirui said before Nangong Ding could speak.

"The question is, where can we find this person? Maybe he has been silenced by King Qi a long time ago." Nangong Ding replied.
Chapter completed!