"Whether you flood the south of the Yangtze River or divert the water all the way to the capital, our prince doesn't care. What we are doing is just a small test at best. And you should also know, what does our prince want?"

After hearing the words of the three people, Yang Xiao's eyes turned cold, and the hall suddenly became quiet, as quiet as death.

"Hey, this guy is having a fight."

Xiaowo's voice sounded directly in Chen Shaojun's mind, with a look of gloating on his face.

"It's not really internal strife, it's just some disputes at most."

Chen Shaojun said calmly.

But just for a moment, the atmosphere in the room relaxed. Yang Jiao smiled lightly and soon spoke again:

"Are you talking about Chen Zongxi, the great master from the capital? He's just a rotten scholar. How capable he is. I'll find a time to kill him."

"Master Pioneer, we don't care how you deal with him, but we still hope you won't be careless until the matter succeeds."

The leader in black said.

"Yes, Chen Zongxi is at least at the level of a master. If you reach this level in the Confucian and Taoist lineage, you are no longer a weak scholar with no power. If you are careless, something will happen to you sooner or later."

From behind, another man in black echoed and added.

"Not only that, Chen Zongxi also has a young son, Chen Shaojun. Regarding this, we also gave you all the information in the early stage, so don't be careless."

The third person in black said.
Chapter completed!