In the end, Gao Jianli managed to convince the leaders of the Mo Family to issue the Giant Token and invite his friends in the martial world to assassinate Qin Feng.
He would succeed in killing Qin Feng at the cotton cloth exhibition five days later.
The farmers, Confucians, and Daoists all received the Giant Token.
Farm, Lie Mountain Hall.
Tian Meng, who was sitting in the middle, looked mighty and domineering. The seven beads on his chest represented his identity as the hall master.
"Tian Yan, Tian Ci."
Tian Meng looked at his adopted daughter, Tian Yan, and his most valued subordinate, Tian Ci.
"Godfather (Hall Master)!"
Tian Yan and Tian Ci stood up and stood in front of Tian Meng.
"The Mo Family has issued a Giant Token to invite fellow martial artists to assassinate Qin Feng, the young master of the State of Qin. The two of you have good skills and are steady in your work. This time, you will represent our family to participate in this matter.”
"Remember this!"
"You must not embarrass our Lie Mountain Hall!”
Lie Mountain Hall's Tian Meng had been fighting with the Zhu Clan for the throne of the chivalrous chief for many years. This time, he took over the assassination of Qin Feng in order to raise Lie Mountain Hall's status and fight for the position of chivalrous chief.
In a teahouse in Xianyang City.
An old Taoist wearing a bamboo hat looked a little unkempt. He looked at the Giant Child Token in his hand and could not help but laugh.
"I didn't expect that I, Xiaoyao Zi, would actually become an assassin.”
"Qin Feng, I am also looking forward to seeing the young master of the State of Qin that the Mo family would kill even if they had to activate the Giant Token.”
Little Saint Manor.
"The Mo Clan has sent a Giant Token, inviting us to assassinate Young Master Qin Feng together.”
Fu Nian's appearance is elegant and extraordinary, and he has a noble aura when he raises his hands and feet.
Although he was asking, he gave off an imposing aura.
"Sect Leader Senior Brother, I don't think we should get involved in this matter. After all, our Small Sage Manor still recognizes Great Qin's rule on the surface. It's not wise to directly oppose Great Qin just to assassinate a Prince.”
Yan Lu smiled indifferently.
"There is no need for our scholarly faction to sink into a quagmire.”
Fu Nian nodded. He had a steady and mature personality. As the leader of the Small Saint Manor, the safety of the Small Saint Manor was his top priority.
He agreed with Yan Lu's opinion.
"Zifang, what about you?"
Fu Nian looked at the handsome and elegant Zhang Liang and asked for his opinion.
"Sect Leader Senior Brother, I'm also participating."
Zhang Liang directly expressed his stance, causing Fu Nian to frown and feel a little displeased.
"Zifang, do you know how much trouble this will bring to Zhan Xiaosheng Manor?”
As if he felt that his tone was too harsh, Fu Nian softened his tone.
"Zifang, I know that you have a great obsession with the State of Qin. I do not oppose your thoughts, but you should think twice about this matter.”
Zhang Liang smiled and bowed to Fu Nian.
"Don't worry, Sect Leader Senior Brother, I've already decided.”
"But if I participate in this matter, I will disguise myself so that no one will discover my identity and bring trouble to the Little Saint Manor.”
Fu Nian frowned. He still felt that it was inappropriate, but just as he was about to say something, Yan Lu interrupted him.
"Sect Leader Senior Brother, Zifang has already made his decision. We will just let him be. I believe that with Zifang's strength, she definitely won't leave behind any evidence pointing to our scholarly faction.”
"Zifang, be careful. If you need our help, just let us know in advance.”
Fu Nian was speechless, but he could only agree and nod to Zhang Liang.
"Thank you, Senior Martial Brothers. I will leave for Xianyang now.”
Zhang Liang smiled, cupped his fists, and left.
……
Five days later, Xianyang was even livelier than the New Year.
Whether it was high officials, dignitaries, or ordinary people, they all wanted to go to Fei Xue Pavilion to participate in the cotton cloth exhibition and see the legendary cotton cloth.
"I heard that the cotton cloth is as white as snow, soft and light, and very comfortable. Young Master Qin Feng even named it Snow Maiden Cloth!”
"Does this mean that the cotton cloth is the same as the snow maidens 'skin?”
"Then we'll buy a few feet of snow maiden cloth and wear it. Wouldn't that be the same as sleeping with the snow maidens?”
Hearing the lewd laughter of the few people in front of him, Ying Zheng, who was dressed as a merchant, felt an indescribable disgust, and at the same time, he was very angry.
"This bastard actually named the cotton cloth after a singer. What a silkpants bastard!”
Ying Zheng was extremely displeased.
The cotton cloth was made. If it was really as good as Qin Feng said, it was destined to be remembered for thousands of years.
How could such a good thing be named after a lowly singer?
This bastard, did he not think about his father?
Looking at Ying Zheng's dark face, Li Si and Zhao Gao did not dare to speak to him, so Momo could only follow him.
"Lord Zhao Gao, there are many people in Xianyang City today. How is His Majesty's security?”
Li Si asked softly.
"Don't worry, Prime Minister. I've already sent hundreds of experts of the Network to protect you in secret. Even the Six Sword Slaves are accompanying you.”
Zhao Gao said confidently.
"I guarantee that no one will be able to harm a single hair on His Majesty's head.”
Li Si nodded, relieved.
As the number one assassin organization in the empire, the strength of the network was unquestionable. The members of the Heaven, Kill, Earth, Absolute, Chi, Charm, Ghost, and Sprite levels were all experts.
He was good at hiding, scouting, assassination, and other assassin missions.
With the help of a hundred Supreme Grade members of the Network and the Heaven-Grade Six Sword Slaves, they were confident that they could escape unscathed even if they were to face a true expert.
Li Si could predict that with such a big cotton cloth conference and the Twelve Men of Gold List, there would be countless traitors from the Hundred Schools of Philosophy in Xianyang City. They had to ensure the safety of the First Emperor.
The two of them followed Ying Zheng to Fei Xue Pavilion, only to find that the place was already crowded with people, and there was no way they could squeeze past the crowd.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a gong sounded. Everyone quieted down, and Qin Feng began to speak.
"Welcome to Fei Xue Pavilion's cotton product launch. In order for everyone to better see the excellence of cotton, this Young Master has decided to show everyone in the form of a model performance.”
"Ladies, please come out!”
After Qin Feng finished speaking, he took the initiative to step back. The musicians at the side began to play music, very happy.
Then, he saw a group of women wearing cotton clothes, tops, pants, and even four cloaks. The rest of them were covered in gauze, which was very attractive.
Many men's eyes lit up, and their smiles became wretched.
Ying Zheng was trembling with anger.
"Unfilial son, isn't this still a brothel?”
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