Marshal Manor.
In the study room.
"Ming 'er, how did you know that Deputy Zou was a spy? What else do you know? Don't hold back, just tell me.”At that moment, the marshal sat on a chair and stared at Su Ming.
After this incident, he could no longer see through his son who he had raised since he was young.
Powerful strength?
Mysterious methods!
He was even more ruthless than him!
With these points alone, it was enough to survive in this era of warlords.
Su Ming laughed softly in response." The person behind this told me. Of course, he used a little trick during the process!”
Soul-sucking Puppet Technique?
This was no small trick!
But he would never explain in detail.
The marshal did not pursue the matter and continued," Then do you know who the mastermind is?”
"Ping Shan, Third Leader, Old Man Corpse Mountain.”Su Ming replied.
In fact, he had learned many secrets from Old Man Corpse Immortal when he used the Soul Catching Puppet Technique. Only then did he know that Adjutant Zou was a traitor of the Su family. He was the one who stole the wine jug that the marshal carried with him and gave it to Old Man Corpse Immortal.
Moreover, he also learned that other than the Bottle Mountain bandits and Old Luo who wanted to deal with the Su family, there was another warlord force.
This force was located in the north and was adjacent to Old Crooked Luo's territory. It was the warlord who controlled two provinces, Zhang Xianzong.
Zhang Xianzong was skilled in scheming. He was cold-blooded, ruthless, and unscrupulous in order to achieve his goals.
He used to be Gu Yanwu's Chief of Staff, and he used underhanded tactics to seize military power, dominating the two provincial cities of Lintao and Northern Desert.
He was the one who had planned to bewitch the Xiangshan bandits and Old Crooked Luo to assassinate him and destroy the Su family's ancestral grave.
Moreover, he had mobilized 100,000 troops to hide in the mountains and seize the opportunity to deal a fatal blow to the Su family.
The plan was thorough!
He was meticulous!
If Su Ming had not returned from abroad, the marshal would have definitely suffered a huge loss.
When the marshal learned of this, he gripped his wine cup tightly and narrowed his eyes." Zhang Xianzong? Good…very good, so it was you who was causing trouble. It seems that I haven't come out to exercise for a long time, and the outside world really thinks that I'm a sick cat.”
"Men, gather all the officers above the general rank to the marshal's manor. I don't care if they're playing with women or lying on the bed having wet dreams. I must see them in an hour.”
As he spoke, his voice was low and he gritted his teeth.
One could see the anger in his heart.
Su Ming did not interrupt.
He knew that after tonight, Bottle Mountain would not be peaceful again.
Old Luo Wai's lifespan was about to come to an end!
Since he had offended the Smiths, he should be prepared to receive his wrath!
"Ming 'er, it's all thanks to you this time. Otherwise…you really wouldn't have been able to see me.”At this moment, the marshal sighed with lingering fear.
Experienced on the battlefield!
He had long seen through life and death!
To him, death did not matter, but he had yet to pave the path for Su Ming. He was afraid that if Su Ming took over the command of the three provinces, he would be under too much pressure.
That was why he wanted to see Su Ming take his place before he died. Only then would he feel at ease.
As he spoke, he sighed endlessly. Although he was smiling, it was filled with sadness.
"Old man, what did you say? You talk as if you're going to die." At that moment, Su Ming poured a cup of wine for the marshal and teased him." After this incident, our Su family should indeed gather all the departments that specialize in dealing with supernatural beings.”
The marshal raised his wine cup and downed it in one gulp. He nodded." Ming 'er, that's indeed the case. Why don't I leave this matter to you?”
"Of course you can." Su Ming answered brightly.
Then, he sat on the chair and chuckled. He rubbed his thumb and index finger." However, I need financial support.”
"Alright, how much do you need?" The marshal asked.
"One million for now." Su Ming said casually.
A million?
Of course, he was referring to gold coins!
Puchi...
As soon as he finished speaking, the marshal spat out the wine in his mouth and exclaimed loudly," What? A million? This one million is enough to cover the expenses of the entire army for a month. You're asking for too much.”
Then, he waved his hand and raised his thumb and index finger, making an 'eight' gesture." No, absolutely not. One million is too much. How about eight hundred thousand?”
"Good!" Su Ming agreed without hesitation.
Err…
Instantly, the marshal choked.
At that moment, he felt as if he had been schemed against. When he saw Su Ming's half-smiling expression, he came to a sudden realization.
This little bastard actually dared to trick me!
He dared to say that Su Ming definitely did not want one million. He was just setting him up.
This caused him to be accidentally trapped.
"You…"
Before he could finish speaking, Su Ming tightened his grip on the commander's outstretched finger." A gentleman keeps his word. We can't go back on our word.”
He had a thorough understanding of the marshal's personality.
In fact, he had planned to set aside 500,000 gold coins as funds, but he remembered that the marshal was a businessman and was good at scheming, so he deliberately doubled the price.
In that case, he would wait for the marshal to bargain!
Who would have thought that he would directly bid 800,000 yuan, which was beyond his budget. Of course, he would stop while he was ahead and gladly agreed.
At this moment, the marshal's expression was extremely ugly. He picked up the wine jug and took a big gulp of wine." What are you still standing there for? Go to the finance department and get the money. I also want to discuss the battle with the various generals."”
"I originally wanted to deal with Old Crooked Luo and the others after worshipping the ancestors. It seems that there's no need. I'll use their blood to worship the ancestors and let the world witness the true strength of the Su family.”
"Alright, go ahead." Su Ming nodded, stood up, and walked towards the Finance Department.
Five hundred thousand?
It was enough for him to build a new Warlock Department. However, he had not thought of a name yet!
Then, his figure gradually moved further and further away until he disappeared from the marshal's manor.
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