CHAPTER 720: CHAPTER 442, WHAT NONSENSE ARE YOU THINKING ABOUT?

Clang!

The main doors of the Taiji Palace were forcefully slammed open.

Tang Fei didn’t need to look back to know who had arrived.

These days, there was only one person who would dare to slam doors in front of him like that...

Perhaps there were two or three.

Little Fatty, with a body like a small mountain, rushed to Tang Fei, frantically asking, "Bro, where’s godfather?"

"Why are you asking about this?" Tang Fei tried to brush aside the question.

It was better for him alone to bear the pain than for the two of them.

He knew Little Fatty’s personality, easily worried and unable to find a solution...

Only capable of fretting until he was internally injured.

"Bro, just tell me. Where is godfather? I’ve looked everywhere for him... I’ve searched the entire Phoenix Palace."

"He’s on a secret mission," Tang Fei had no choice but to fabricate a reason.

"What secret mission is godfather on? The whole Phoenix Palace is sealed off... What mission would he go on?"

"Since it’s a secret mission... how could it be spoken of? A secret that can be told is no longer a secret."

"Bro..." Little Fatty’s face flushed with urgency, his anxious gaze fixated on Tang Fei, "Is godfather in danger? Is he never coming back?"

"Why would you think that?"

"Before he left, he came to see me, told me to eat well, train hard, and listen to you, big brother..."

"At the time, I didn’t understand what he meant by these words, but later I figured it out..."

"Bro, isn’t this his way of saying goodbye to me? Is he going to leave again?"

"Bro, I’ve grown up, I should know the truth. Whatever it is... whatever it is... I should bear it with you..."

"Bro, tell me... where exactly is godfather going?"

"He’s gone to negotiate with Shen Wuxiang," Tang Fei said somberly.

"Negotiate? With Shen Wuxiang?"

"Yes." Tang Fei nodded.

"Who did godfather go with?"

"He went alone."

"Alone? What if Shen Wuxiang... What if Shen Wuxiang harbors murderous intent? Bro, why didn’t you send someone with godfather? You could have let me go with him; I could protect godfather," Little Fatty argued, his face red and his ears hot.

"We have more important things to do."

"What things?"

"Staying alive."

"???"

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"Did Yu Sineng die of illness?"

Shen Wuxiang’s expression was one of astonishment.

If this were indeed true, then the reality...

would be too cruel.

"Why bring up such old affairs? What’s the point in discussing them now?"

The old man looked impassive, showing complete disinterest in the question Shen Wuxiang had raised.

"No, this is very important." Shen Wuxiang’s eyes gleamed, as if he had stumbled upon some earth-shattering secret, "It is precisely for this reason that Chen Fenglei chose to betray and stand with us. He belonged to Yu Sineng..."

"It all makes sense now. All those inexplicable things add up..."

"Chen Fenglei didn’t do it for profit alone. What position could be more important than the one he holds now if it’s just about profit?"

"It’s because of hatred... just like us..."

The old man couldn’t be bothered to continue the conversation.

Chen Fenglei had reached out to them on his own, and at the time, they too were surprised, wondering if this was part of Zhong Daolong’s ’setup.’

The Grand Steward of Phoenix Palace skulking over and saying ’let’s work together’...

Who wouldn’t be alarmed by this?

Who could believe he would be one of their own?

After listening to Chen Fenglei’s story, the old man remained skeptical about this partnership.

After all, crafting stories was his forte.

Quickly, Chen Fenglei proved his commitment through several events.

Not until he ordered Beehive to take over Phoenix Palace, personally leading Zhong Tianyi in a coup...

It appeared he harbored greater hatred for Zhong Daolong than those of us, remnants of the Tang Family.

This made the old man wonder, what exactly was Chen Fenglei’s relationship with Yu Sineng?

If Chen Fenglei was so close to Yu Sineng, why would Zhong Daolong dare keep him by his side and make extensive use of him?

Of course, these were questions he never dared to ask.

He feared that asking them would anger Chen Fenglei, prompting him to switch sides again.

Chen Fenglei’s importance was undeniable, especially with Beehive in his hands... no less influential than the Monitoring Bureau controlled by Yan Wenli.

They were still lacking in foundation.

The old man was doing everything possible to help Tang Fei accumulate resources, frantically forming alliances and boldly utilizing what they could.

This included the former Director of the Supervision Institute, Yan Wenli. After discussing it with Tang Fei, who had recommended ’kill him,’ the old man agreed to Tang Fei’s absurd suggestion.

Having sorted out his thoughts and comprehending many key elements, Shen Wuxiang’s gaze upon the old man turned even more ominous.

This man... could he be the thread linking all these beads?

If the thread broke, would the beads scatter everywhere?

His intent to kill grew even stronger.

Shen Wuxiang concealed his emotions well, picked up and carefully sipped his tea, then turned to the old man and asked, "What do you want?"

The real issue at hand.

The old man didn’t hastily reveal his hand but looked directly into Shen Wuxiang’s eyes and counterasked, "You hold the initiative now... What do you want?"

Shen Wuxiang slightly frowned and said, "I sent someone to the Phoenix Palace previously to negotiate with you, and you refused us. Now you’ve come to us willingly... and yet refuse to disclose your true intent?"

"That wasn’t negotiation; it was an ultimatum," the old man said with a mocking tone. "You just need to listen to the decisions I make; I don’t allow any of you to voice oppositions... Isn’t that more or less what you all were thinking back then?"

"..."

Shen Wuxiang was left speechless.

Indeed, that was their thought process.

Sun Shehu was sent with ’ten conditions,’ and those conditions restricted the actions of people like Tang Fei and his associates.