Town Dongcheng!

At dawn, twenty cranes hurried back. Although the officials on the city tower could not hear the sounds from afar, they also witnessed the passage of the Eastern Palace with their own eyes, and many people stood up in silence.

Taiwei Pang and Jiang Zishan didn't say much, and they all returned home.

City Lord's Mansion.

"Bang!"

Taiwei Pang's palm, which had been suppressed for a long time, slapped a desk with a loud bang.

A group of subordinates were trembling and did not dare to talk too much.

"Who is responsible for the news of the Divine Tomb Mountain?" Taiwei Pang stared at his subordinates.

"Taiwei, the spy from Shen Tomb Mountain, we don't know yet!" A subordinate said with a bitter face.

Taiwei Pang stared at the official: "You don't know either? Wang Zhong has been back for a few days. Your people have not come back yet? What's the use of me?"

"Plop!"

The subordinate knelt on the ground in horror: "The Taiwei forgives his crimes, his subordinates neglect their duties, the Taiwei forgives his crimes!"

"Hmph, I'll give you another chance to find out what happened in the Divine Tomb Mountain. If you miss a little, I'll peel you off!" Taiwei Pang glared.

"Yes, yes!" the official shouted in horror.

"Who is responsible for the affairs of the Eastern Prince's Mansion?" Grand Marshal Pang said coldly.

"Tai, Taiwei!" Another official's heart skipped a beat and stood up.

Taiwei Pang stared at the official: "Wang Zhongquan is back to prepare for the altar, why don't you report to me? Ah~~?"

"Taiwei, Taiwei forgive me for the crime. At that time, everyone knew that Wang Zhongquan prepared the funeral for Wang Xiong. No one could tell the funeral. No one knew it. I didn't expect it!" The official knelt on the ground and shouted with a depressed look on his face.

Taiwei Pang stared at the official and couldn't blame him even if he knew it. After all, he thought so at the beginning.

"I don't care what you use. Before dark, I have to know everything that happened last night and what everyone said. I have to know in detail. Otherwise, you won't wear the skin on your body!" Taiwei Pang said coldly.

"Yes!" The official responded regardless of how much he spoke.

"Get out, get out, get out!" Taiwei Pang said everything and said extremely irritable.

The subordinates did not dare to talk too much and retreated one after another.

"Praise, bang, rush!"

After everyone left, they heard the sound of porcelain breaking in the study.

The anger was not only burning in Taiwei Pang’s mansion, but also in Jiangzishan’s mansion.

Jiang Zishan suffered heavy losses this time, twenty-two Wuzong realms, and even two Wuzong realms, Great Perfection. This time, the loss has ruined Jiang Zishan’s years of accumulation.

"Wang Xiong!" Jiang Zishan said with a deep face.

"Young Master, do you need to report to the prince?" a subordinate said with a complicated expression.

Jiang Zishan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Wang Xiong inherited the throne of the East, and the true god declared the world. My father should have known it. We have messed up this time, how can we report it? Wait aside, see if there are any other opportunities!"

"Yes, young master!"

"Young Master, what should I do with their bodies?" another subordinate frowned.

Twenty-two Wuzong realms, these are Jiang Zishan’s confidants. Now they can’t even return the body?

"If you go and negotiate with Wang Tiance, we will say we will recover the body. After all, the Eastern Palace is just a dilapidated house, which is incomparable to my Northern Palace. You go!" Jiang Zishan said in a deep voice.

"yes!"

"In addition, I want to know everything about last night and what happened in the Shen Tomb Mountain. Why did Wang Xiong change so much in just a short period of time?" another subordinate of Jiang Zishan said.

"yes!"

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The White Desert East.

A huge military camp, with patrol teams of well-equipped and heavily guarded. In the military camp, a large flag was erected with a large character "left".

But it is the flag commander of Chilian Holy Land and the military camp of Zuo Baifeng.

In the central army's tent, the 17th Route Banner was waiting for the 17th Route.

A middle-aged thin man like a scholar sat in the north. A group of followers, one of whom was wearing a yellow iron mask.

Everyone looked at the person in the center of the big tent, the Red Ghost Banner Lord who escaped from the Eastern Palace.

There were a large number of arrow feathers inserted on the back of the Red Ghost Banner Lord. He knelt on the ground, looking annoyed.

"Qi Zheng, everything my disciple said is true, without any false statement. Then Wang Tianming is a bastard, bastard! All my subordinates and everyone, one of them, did not escape, and the other did not!" The Red Ghost Banner Lord said with a sad face.

The seventeen-way flag owners around all looked at the middle-aged scholar with frown.

But it is because the middle-aged scholar is the supreme commander of the military camp, the Qi Commander, and Zuo Baifeng!

Zuo Baifeng narrowed his eyes and looked at the kneeling Red Ghost Banner Lord. Zuo Baifeng knew that the Red Ghost Banner Lord did not dare to lie. But because he did not dare to lie, everything that happened in the Eastern Palace was incredible.

"Wang Xiong? That puppet? They were all pretending before? Mr. Iron Face, what do you think?" Zuo Baifeng looked at the man wearing a yellow iron mask on the side.

The flag commanders looked at Mr. Iron-faced in confusion. All the flag commanders knew that Mr. Iron-faced was the military advisor of the flag commander. Although he did not hold a position in the army, his status was extremely noble.

Mr. Iron-faced grabbed a folding fan in his hand and gently pinched the fan bone, as if he was thinking.

"Wang Xiong? I have seen it in the Eastern Palace. It is indeed dull, but the Red Ghost Banner Lord could not lie, but Wang Xiong was beyond my expectations!" Mr. Iron-faced said in silence.

"It was unexpected. Mr. Iron-faced said that Wang Xiong would die in the Shen Tomb Mountain. Waiting for Wang Xiong to die is the best time for us to rush our troops to the east fiefdom. But Wang Xiong is still alive, what should we do now?" Zuo Baifeng frowned.

Mr. Iron Face was silent.

The big tent was also quiet.

"The art of war is to know yourself and your enemy, you can win every battle. Now, we know nothing about the Eastern Palace and Wang Xiong. Wait for the time being!" Mr. Iron-faced said in a deep voice.

"Can't wait, Mr. Iron-faced, even if news came last night that Wang Xiong inherited the throne of the East, so what? The eastern fiefdom is a mess, and it is a good time to send troops. If you wait, Wang Xiong will gather the fiefdom power together. It will be too late to send troops again!" A flag owner frowned.

"Yes, Mr. Iron-faced, the Eastern fiefdom has begun to change. If you don't move at this time, when will you wait?"

"Shishou Qi, aren't you going to take revenge? Once you avenge your previous shame, now is a good time. If you kill Wang Xiong, everything will be solved!"

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The flag owners shouted.

Zuo Baifeng seems to be moved.

Mr. Iron-faced shook his head: "The internal conflicts in the East are extremely complicated. Now is not a good time. Wang Xiong's succession and the acquisition of the Human Emperor all increase the conflicts between the two sides. If we send troops, both of them will definitely share the same hatred of the enemy. That is not good news. We are struggling to fight, but they will be cheaper. Why not wait any longer? Let us not move and let them get internal friction. Isn't it better for us to reap the benefits of the fisherman?"

"But...!" Everyone was unwilling.

Zuo Baifeng fell into deep thought.

"Qi Shuai, we know nothing about Wang Xiong now. If Wang Xiong's change is deliberately pretending to be stupid, then he has even deceived me. Can you imagine that he has been pretending to be stupid for so many years and will not do anything?" Mr. Iron-faced said in a deep voice.

"Shishou Qi, do you still remember the time 17 years ago? You just underestimated the Eastern Palace, so how did it end in the end? Wang Hong died. Could this Wang Xiong be another Wang Hong?" Mr. Iron-faced said again.

Zuo Baifeng's pupils suddenly shrank.

How could Zuo Baifeng forget that seventeen years ago, including himself, the leaders of the three major flag commanders were defeated by Wang Hong, and even killed two other senior brothers. If Wang Hong hadn't been rushing to return home, maybe he would have...!

"We need time, waiting for Wang Xiong and Taiwei Pang to turn against each other, check everything Wang Xiong, and find the opportunity to kill Wang Xiong!" Mr. Iron-faced said in a deep voice.

Zuo Baifeng thought about it and finally nodded: "Okay, then I'll bother sir!"

"Don't worry, the flag coach, I know best about the Great Qin people. After all, I have been in the Great Qin people for decades, and I will find an opportunity!" Mr. Iron-faced nodded.

Zuo Baifeng could only nod.

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It's evening.

Everything that happened at the mouth of the palace last night, including Wang Xiong's conversation, has been summarized one after another in the hands of Taiwei Pang, Jiang Zishan, and Mr. Iron-faced.

Looking at what happened last night, almost everyone was shocked.

Wang Xiong alone actually dominated the entire audience?

In the Zuobaifeng Camp.

"Wang Xiong? This is no longer the Wang Xiong I know. In just a short time, I can actually turn people's hearts and conquer everything? Good means, this person's cultivation is secret, Martial Saint? Impossible. He must be powerful innate soul power, so he can impact other people's souls. This son is too dangerous and must be eliminated as soon as possible!" Mr. Iron-faced said coldly.

"There are indeed methods, but Wang Tiance is on the side. If you want to get rid of him, you still need to make a long-term plan!" Zuo Baifeng frowned.

"No, this method is too terrible. The Eastern Fifth will inevitably rise because of him soon. It must be destroyed at all costs. Qishou, you heard it right. He will destroy him at all costs. Otherwise, it will be impossible for me to move westward again in Chilian Holy Land!" Mr. Iron Face said firmly.

"Ah?" Zuo Baifeng showed a look of surprise.

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In the mansion of Taiwei Pang.
To be continued...