Chapter 247 The deal was done.

Fan Xian's exclamation caused the dozen swordsmen on guard outside to turn around immediately, asking with their eyes whether Young Master Fan needed support and protection.

As for the outermost black knights, they did not dismount from their horses and stood still as a mountain.

Fan Xian shook his head to indicate that everything was fine. Not only that, he asked everyone in the Supervisory Council to step back ten steps, leaving enough space for them to discuss the matter.

"You heard it right. The two imperial masters of Northern Qi and Si Gu Jian of Dongyi City will take action at that time."

Haitang Duoduo's voice seemed to ring in Fan Xian's ears. Although her voice was amazing, she lowered her voice slightly.

Fan Xian could hear the sincerity and conviction in Haitang Duoduo's words, but it was precisely this that made him frown and think carefully.

"Dadongshan?"

Fan Xian confirmed.

"good."

"That's a good place, if we knew it was there in advance and made some arrangements."

Fan Xian nodded slightly. Now everyone's eyes were on him, as if this thing could be done as long as he nodded.

"But as far as I know, there are still people from Emperor Qing in Northern Qi." The biggest problem that troubled Fan Xian was that he had not yet made up his mind to kill the emperor and his father. "If you want to kill Emperor Qing, there will be many people coming. How can you guarantee that the news will not leak out?"

Lang Tao smiled coldly.

He made no secret of his hostility towards Fan Xian, nor did he hide a hint of disdain in his hostility.

"Who told you there would be so many people?"

Fan Xian was startled by Lang Tao's words, but after a moment he realized: "This is too risky. Is Li An crazy?"

Lang Tao's smile had disappeared, and he silently drew back the double swords from their sheaths and said, "Please be careful with your words, sir!"

"Brother!"

Haitang Duoduo clearly showed some emotion, and her voice couldn't help but get a little louder.

Lang Tao snorted coldly: "After we have settled the matter, I hope you will be able to give me some advice!"

After saying this, he ignored Fan Xian's response or not, turned his head to the side and said no more.

Fan Xian smiled bitterly, but still agreed.

"Please tell me more specifically, how does Li An plan to do it?"

"Northern Qi and Dongyi City will only send out the necessary personnel, and no one will be able to detect anything unusual by then." Haitang Duoduo smiled softly, also thinking it was a bit risky and... interesting? "But the fact that the two countries send out fewer people does not mean that there will be fewer people to surround and kill Emperor Qing!"

Seeing that Fan Xian was not confused but seemed to be thinking about something, Haitang Duoduo couldn't help but nod slightly.

He is indeed one of the rare smartest people in the world.

"Tiger Guard?" Fan Xian seemed to have thought of something, and then he was startled and asked, "When was this plan set up? Could it be that Li An could think so far ahead? Could it be that he is a monster?"

Seeing Lang Tao's head turned towards him again, Fan Xian quickly waved his hand and said, "No offense."

"To be precise, killing Emperor Qing is the most beneficial to the surrounding countries. Once we confirm this, we can start to plan calmly. It was probably last summer when our imperial master began to plan the battle of Dadong Mountain!"

Haitang Duoduo added: "We in Daqi started preparing last year, and as the one who trained the Tiger Guards for Emperor Qing, when did your father start preparing? You have to ask your father."

Is that so?

In Fan Xian's eyes, Fan Jiancai is his father.

His last name is Fan, not Li, so he would not choose to sit in that position in the end.

As for how much his father had hidden from him, and when he began to doubt Emperor Qing and the truth of Ye Qingmei's death, it didn't seem important at this moment.

I believe he has been preparing for so many years and has some evidence in his hands. Chen Pingping Fan Xian realized that the Supervisory Office will eventually become a knife that cuts at Emperor Qing! "So that's how it is. There are always enough people."

Fan Xian's mouth was slightly bitter, and he was somewhat unbelievable about Li An's planning ability. Thinking that the two of them were now enemies rather than friends, he thought that he would not be able to sleep well in the future.

"I need a specific action plan, otherwise, it will be difficult for me to agree to you now!" Fan Xian said in a deep voice. This was the only initiative he could control, and he wanted to try to fight for it.

Haitang Duoduo did not respond and maintained a gentle smile.

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Seeing that the others were no longer talking, Lang Tao drew out his two swords and asked, "Have we reached an agreement? Can I fight with Master Fan now?"

"Of course you can!" Haitang Duoduo's eyes lit up as she warned, "Be careful of his powder!"

The aphrodisiac I took that time is still fresh in my memory.
Lang Tao curled the corner of his mouth and sneered with disdain.

He looked down on Fan Xian's methods, but he didn't know that in the original world, Wolf Peach was pressed to the ground and rubbed hard by Fan Xian's despicable methods.

After a short pause, Lang Tao gave Fan Xian time to recover. When he nodded, he rushed forward and started the fight with a horizontal slash.
The fight between the two lasted only a cup of tea.

In the end, Fan Xian was stabbed twice, and Lang Tao's eyes were covered by medicine powder.

In principle, Fan Xian was indeed beaten up by Lang Tao, and two bloody marks were left for Fan Xian as a commemoration.

But if viewed from the opponent's perspective, the winner is undoubtedly Fan Xian.

If the two were fighting to the death, Lang Tao would already be a corpse by now!

Tiesuo suddenly straightened, the two swords returned to their sheaths, Langtao slapped his waist, his eyes like hooks coldly staring at the person in front of him, and he said word by word: "It turns out that low-class people can also achieve enlightenment!"

"I lost!"

Lang Tao made up his mind that if he met Fan Xian on the battlefield in the future, he would be fully prepared to defeat him, and then let him go this time. Even if he had to risk being punished by his master and Master Li An, he would avenge today's humiliation!
Fan Xian read everything from Lang Tao's eyes, grinned and said, "Thank you!"

He has the capital to be proud and even arrogant. Since his debut, he has never lost. The fight with Haitang Duoduo was probably a draw at most?

Now, even Lang Tao, who was said to be in the top three of the ninth level in the world, was 'defeated' by him!
Fan Xian took the golden wound medicine handed to him by his subordinates, tore open the cloth on his arms and back and asked them to help apply it. After a while of busy work, he finally finished the bandage.

"I have a plan for what happened earlier. No matter what, I want to have a face-to-face conversation with Emperor Qing."

The tone of Fan Xian's words was very firm, as if he would not allow others to refuse.

"That's a pity." Haitang Duoduo's face darkened and she drew out her two axes. The two of them were not sure they could kill Fan Xian in such a situation.

What's more, there is another 'Grandmaster' inside the carriage.
As Haitang Duoduo finished speaking, the carriage beside her vibrated slightly. After a crisp sound, a blindfolded man in black clothes and a hood suddenly appeared beside Fan Xian.

Wu Zhu finally got out of the carriage.

"Okay. Promise them." Wu Zhu tilted his head and looked at Haitang Duoduo, saying mechanically.

He had read the letter that Ang Lee had sent him. It was a kind of "Braille". Somehow, Wu Zhu could understand its meaning, the arrangement and combination of the different raised dots, and what they represented.

It seemed like he was born with it, or perhaps it was knowledge that was input into his mind by that place.

"uncle"

Fan Xian opened his mouth slightly. This was the first time Wu Zhu had his own will.

"I have to understand what he's thinking!" Fan Xian gritted his teeth. "Although it's a bit reckless and there's a risk of being exposed, I have to ask!"

"Okay!" Wu Zhu tried his best to adjust his facial features and put on a smile, but he undoubtedly failed. His stiff face made people feel weird. "Killing Emperor Qing does not conflict with your conversation with him."

Haitang Duoduo retrieved her two axes, which was considered as trusting the judgment given by the "Grand Master".

It's fine as long as he agrees, but what about Fan Xian?
It doesn't matter!

(End of this chapter)