An assassin? Call me the Master of Raising Prices!

Listening to Liu Zhiyuan's half serious and half joking words, Zhao finally smiled on his crying face and glanced at Liu Zhiyuan's expression.

He shook his fingers unconsciously and smiled more and more playfully. Ask the emperor? It's a good idea, but this is Jiangzhou, not the capital! There is an inn outside the door, not a palace!

Want to ask? Can’t ask!

Seeing his appearance, Liu Zhiyuan curled his lips and tsked, "Brother Zhao, don't look like this. You have been an imperial envoy, don't you understand what the unfathomable Sacred Heart means?"

"Know better." Zhao replied.

He turned his head and stared into Liu Zhiyuan's eyes. The smile on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant. There were waves of murderous aura in his eyes as calm as dead water.

He didn't say anything, just stared at Liu Zhiyuan.

In the small room, the relaxed and pleasant atmosphere was like ice meeting fire, instantly turning into white vapor floating in the wind. Neither of them made any movement, not even a tiny bit, not even a slight trembling of fingers or blinking of eyelids, and even the sound of breathing was much quieter, only staring into each other's eyes.

Silence, endless silence, there is still silence in the room, as if everything around is silent.

In the end, it was Zhao who spoke first, "Old Liu, this is a fatal job..."

"Hey." Liu Zhiyuan smiled disdainfully, and the atmosphere returned to the relaxed and joyful atmosphere before.

He waved his hands and said softly: "In the whole world, there is nothing but the king's land; on the shore of the land, there is nothing but the king's ministers. If the king wants his ministers to die, how can there be any reason why the ministers should not die? Today, your majesty is wise and will not kill loyal ministers indiscriminately. We... don't They are all loyal ministers.”

cut. Zhao snorted disdainfully. This kind of rhetoric is okay to deceive a child, but to coax him? A bit childish. Whatever the emperor wanted and whatever Liu Zhiyuan wanted, Zhao didn't care because it had nothing to do with him!

But whether he can survive or not is closely related to him!

I simply stopped talking about the truth and asked straight to the point: "You know, I don't want to die."

"Of course. I don't want to die either." Liu Zhiyuan smiled.

"How sure are you?"

"Ten percent! None of us will die."

Hearing this, Zhao immediately became energetic. He looked at the confident Liu Zhiyuan in disbelief and asked, "Do you have a back-up plan?"

Liu Zhiyuan didn't mind and said frankly: "I do have a backup plan, but I can't guarantee that I can deal with Hexi. Because I have a feeling that there is a great master in Hexi."

Zhao Jiu, who had just sat down, almost jumped out of fright when he heard the words "Grand Master". He ran to the window in panic, looked around for a few times, and quickly closed the window.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me earlier!"

Liu Zhiyuan saw his nervous look and quickly smiled and comforted him: "Just put your heart back in your stomach, no expert will take action until we know our details! Besides, Hexi may not take action. "

"Not necessarily, not necessarily not! Let me declare in advance that if the Grand Master takes action, the first one to run away will definitely be me!" Zhao said dejectedly, holding his head with both hands.

"Oh, brother Zhao, feel at ease, there is still an emperor!"

"Fuck, water from afar can't quench our thirst! It's better to worship the emperor than our ancestors. At least you know me!"

"You're right! Far water can't quench near thirst!" Liu Zhiyuan clapped his hands in agreement, turned to look at Zhao Jiu with a smile, and a cunning light in his eyes.

He reached out and patted him on the shoulder, raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't it you, Brother Zhao? If you wait a little longer, the water will flow in front of you, right?"

"You, you..." Zhao raised his head and stared at him with his mouth slightly open. Due to extreme surprise, my mouth was dry, so I had to keep swallowing dryly.

How dare this grandson go on the road without even knowing important information such as whether the emperor will help, when he will help, who will be sent, etc.?

Zhao gritted his teeth hard and stared at Liu Zhiyuan's face with his red eyes, not missing even the slightest reaction and staring without blinking.

He wanted to see how much of Liu Zhiyuan's words were true and how false.

A first-class general with real power puts his life on the line. He Zhao couldn't believe it, let alone believe it. Normally, he would not only dismiss it, but even laugh.

But not now, he couldn't be dismissive, and he couldn't laugh out loud, not at all. At this moment, he only felt that his body was shaking, and his strength was constantly weakening, making it difficult to lift his fingers. A chill came from the soles of my feet and gradually spread throughout my body.

Chill, called "Fear of the Unknown"!

Relatively speaking, Zhao doesn't like the unknown, uncertainty, and risks. He likes to understand the general situation and then take reasonable measures based on what he knows.

It can be slightly exceeded, but most of it must not be unclear or vague.

In his opinion, going into an unprepared and adventurous battle is the behavior of a fool and the greatest irresponsibility to oneself!

But now he was in a dilemma, and he couldn't help it.

"Crazy, crazy, crazy! You are a fucking sick, complete lunatic!"

Liu Zhiyuan laughed and said calmly: "I don't like to hear what Brother Zhao said. How can he be a madman? I'm just a gambler."

"Betting on your life?" Zhao snorted coldly.

“The more chips you place, the more you win!”

"You only have one fucking life!"

Liu Zhiyuan slapped the table and said fiercely: "Isn't he still alive? You have to bet!"

"Can I not gamble?" Zhao asked knowingly.

"Do you think it's up to you to decide?"

Zhao fell silent. Although this result was expected, he still couldn't help but feel regretful when he heard it in person. After a long time of calming down, he shook his head helplessly.

He gritted his teeth and spat out a word: "Fuck!"

Patting his shoulder, Liu Zhiyuan looked serious and comforted him: "Just think of it as I owe you a favor, brother. As long as you survive this time, we are brothers who have read fortunes!"

"I remember it." Zhao smiled bitterly.

Seeing that he was no longer entangled, Liu Zhiyuan also laughed and waved his hand, "Don't worry, brother, I will keep my word!"

"Go to sleep, I'm leaving."

Zhao shook his head, stood up with the help of a chair, and walked to his room with his hands behind his back. The situation was serious, and he dared not be careless at all. He had to think carefully and plan well.

Sitting quietly in the chair, thinking with his eyes down. Time was slowly passing, and before he knew it, the sky gradually darkened.

Zhuque woke up first and knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside. Her expression changed, thinking something had happened. She didn't care about etiquette anymore and hurriedly pushed the door open.

There was no light in the room, Zhao Jue sat by the window with a gloomy face, darkness enveloped him, and his shadow dragged long on the ground.

"What's wrong?" Zhuque walked up to him, squatted down and reached out to touch his face, his face full of worry.

Feeling warm on his face, Zhao Jue came back to his senses, and the first thing he saw was Zhuque blinking his eyes.

He held Suzaku's hand with his cold hand, hugged her around the waist, and said softly, "It's okay."

"I was just thinking about something."

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