I Don't Agree to the Terms

Chapter 875 464: The Bit-Player Villain's IQ Goes Online

"Couldn't find him, is he dead?" Song Changqian mumbled softly.

His trip to Anchang City was not merely to deal with these troublesome horse bandits. In fact, whether he exterminated them or not was of little importance to him. Anchang City was a small place with no Postnatal Realm cultivators; he would not even glance at it, considering it beneath him.

He hailed from Shengjing, the capital of the Da Xuan Dynasty, and his identity was especially distinguished, being from the Zhao family, the foremost of the Eight Great Families in the dynasty.

Zhao Qian Sun Li, Zhou Wu Zheng Wang.

These were the eight most powerful families of the current Da Xuan Dynasty.

And the Zhao family was even more exceptional, not only being the leading family but also part of the Royal Family.

The person he sought in this journey was a member of the royal bloodline, naturally the eldest grandson. Fourteen years ago, after Emperor Xuan ascended by murdering his father and brother, he restricted his princes to avoid history repeating itself, and to this day has not appointed a Crown Prince.

During that chaotic time, a Princess Consort left with the eldest grandson, disappearing without a trace. From the clues, Song Changqian traced it to Anchang City.

But his purpose here was not to welcome back the eldest grandson, but to eliminate him completely.

It's been fourteen years; the Eldest Prince has long legitimized a concubine and had new offspring, and Song Changqian now served the new Eldest Prince Consort.

As for how he knew about these clues, it was naturally because the matter of the former Princess Consort and eldest grandson was orchestrated by this concubine and her family, providing Song Changqian with covert hints to lead him to Anchang City.

From the information, the Princess Consort disappeared, but the eldest grandson seemed to have been handed over to someone local.

He has searched every eligible male but found no results, causing him great confusion.

He personally inspected the affluent households, families, and gangs from now and from fourteen years ago in the city, but found nothing.

As for the commoners? He didn't consider them worth seeing; how could the Princess Consort entrust her son to a group of lowborns?

"If he died, that would be best, saving me quite a bit of trouble." Song Changqian sighed in relief, fearing being held accountable for his actions in the future.

Currently, the Eldest Prince is critically ill, while Emperor Xuan tries to break into the God Demon Realm. If successful, he will surely abdicate and leave the throne.

And the person to succeed must be the eldest grandson born to the current new Princess Consort.

Even if the previous Princess Consort and eldest grandson return, it will not change this fact, only complicating matters.

Initially, Song Changqian had no reason to visit Anchang City, but the horse bandits provided him with one. Thus, the new Princess Consort and her family orchestrated his arrival here.

In name, he was here to eliminate bandits, but his true aim was to uproot the threat completely.

"Going back like this, I'm afraid I can't explain myself." Song Changqian understood the current Princess Consort was ruthless; failing his mission meant certain punishment.

In Anchang City, he was a top cultivator in the Innate Realm, but in Shengjing, swinging a brick could hit ten Innate cultivators or eight Grandmasters.

So, his level of skill wasn't significant.

"I'll need to find a scapegoat; that way it will be easier to report." Song Changqian knew the Princess Consort didn't truly care about this matter, seeking more peace of mind. But even so, it could lead to a storm of bloodshed.

Ong~

Song Changqian noticed his jade token at his waist moving, and his expression changed. He hurriedly submerged his consciousness into it.

Afterward, an awareness communicated with him.

"Have you found the brat?" A middle-aged male voice sounded.

This man was the maternal uncle of the Princess Consort, his tone authoritative.

"Not yet, it requires more time." Song Changqian replied calmly, as he belonged to the Princess Consort's faction but maintained respect rather than full obedience. He was a retainer of the Heavenly Family Zhao, not a retainer of the Pingyang Qian Family. Even though his direct superior, the Princess Consort, was also from one of the Eight Great Families, the Qian Family, after marrying the Eldest Prince, she was considered part of the Zhao Family.

Position must not be mistaken, otherwise trouble would surely follow one day.

Within Shengjing's upper echelon, those who died were always those who chose the wrong side, not those who made mistakes.

"Then stop searching, slaughter Anchang City, and later frame the bandits for it." The man's tone was chilling.

Upon hearing this, Song Changqian's expression immediately darkened: "Is there an edict from the Princess Consort?"

"This is a verbal decree, just execute it." The person seemed unaware of Song Changqian's change in mood.

"With no edict, I'm afraid I cannot act." Song Changqian sneered, thinking they must take him for a fool.

For someone of the Innate Realm like him, slaughtering the whole of Anchang City wouldn't be difficult, but what next?

Once exposed, he would face death, and his nine clans would be exterminated.

Framing the bandits? Anyone with any sense knows something's off about this.

The more likely scenario is that after acting, someone would immediately turn him in.

Neither the Princess Consort nor the Qian Family would protect him; in the eyes of the Eight Great Families, an Innate Realm cultivator is insignificant. Perhaps if he were of the top three ranks, he might receive leniency, but as just an Innate Realm practitioner, no such favor would be granted.

He served the Heavenly Family Zhao as a retainer for resources, not to lay down his life; he was not a suicide soldier.