Murder! Can't they just face it?
The Southern Region messengers were furious.
The Seven Star Lane quietened down. Fang Zhengzhi looked away from Ping Yang and back at the Southern Region messengers.
"I'm sorry, I forgot about you guys. You know, when a person is focused on one thing, it's easy to forget about the people and things around you that aren't that important." Fang Zhengzhi explained.
"Fang Zhengzhi, you …"
"Colorless and tasteless, White Dew Frost."
The Southern Region messengers were about to speak when they were interrupted by Fang Zhengzhi. Then, their expressions changed.
Fang Zhengzhi chuckled as he looked at the Southern Region messengers. Then, he sat down and poured himself a cup of wine.
"The White Dew is like frost. Even if a Rebirth stage expert were to drink it, his body would stiffen within a quarter of an hour. If a person below the Rebirth stage were to drink it, his body would stiffen for an hour. Of course, the greatest benefit of this thing is that once the effects of the medicine dissipate, his body would return to normal. Even if he wanted to investigate, he would not be able to find anything. I have to say, this is indeed a good choice."
Fang Zhengzhi poured the wine into his mouth as he explained patiently.
"What does that mean?"
"He said White Dew Frost?"
"I've heard that this thing is extremely rare. Even in the black market, it's sold by the drop. One drop is worth one gold, and there's no market for it. Could it be that we've been poisoned by the White Dew Frost?"
"But … how does he know all this?"
When the young masters heard Fang Zhengzhi's words, they were slightly taken aback. Of course, they knew what Fang Zhengzhi meant. However, they did not understand how Fang Zhengzhi knew about this.
Most importantly, Fang Zhengzhi knew that the wine was mixed with the White Dew Frost, yet he still drank it without any qualms?
What was he thinking?
All of the spectators and the Southern Region messengers stared at Fang Zhengzhi in disbelief. They didn't understand what Fang Zhengzhi was trying to do.
"Mm, the taste is not bad. It's a refreshing and refreshing feeling." Fang Zhengzhi smiled after finishing the cup of White Dew Frost.
"Heart chilling, heart soaring?"
"Is he drinking White Dew Frost like it's tea?"
"How about this?"
The young masters looked at Fang Zhengzhi. They felt that a person could be arrogant, but it was rare to see someone this arrogant.
The faces of the Southern Region messengers were as black as a sheet.
"Die!"
He did not wait any longer, nor did he think about why Yan Xiu, Fang Zhengzhi and Ping Yang were fine. This was no longer important. The only thing that mattered now was...
Kill Fang Zhengzhi!
Rays of light appeared on the bodies of the Southern Domain messengers. Their thick rattan armor trembled slightly. They no longer underestimated their enemies, because the enemies in front of them were not weak.
On the contrary, he was very strong.
However, that didn't mean they weren't confident.
Of the eight messengers, one was at the initial stage of the Rebirth State and the other seven were at the pinnacle of the Supernatural State. What did they have to fear against Yan Xiu and the servants of the Seven Star Lane?
Furthermore, most importantly, they did not need to defeat Yan Xiu. They only needed to send two people to hold Yan Xiu back and take the opportunity to capture Fang Zhengzhi.
"So impatient?" Fang Zhengzhi was slightly disappointed when he saw the glow on the Southern Region messengers. Then, he twitched his lips, "Poison... you guys don't have a monopoly on it!"
"Monopoly? What do you mean? "The Southern Region messengers were stunned.
They did not understand what Fang Zhengzhi meant by monopoly. However, they quickly guessed what it meant.
Because...
Just as Fang Zhengzhi's voice fell.
The entire Seven Star Lane was engulfed in a thick mist. It was a grey mist that came from all directions. It was extremely pungent.
In an instant, the entire Seven Star Lane was enveloped by it.
"I don't know why all of you like to buy those colorless, odorless and expensive poisons. Actually, cheap poisons are also very useful." Fang Zhengzhi's voice rang out from within the mist.
The faces of all the young masters in the Seven Star Lane turned from pale to purple.
Poison?
How dare this guy use poison in the Seven Star Lane? Furthermore, he did it so openly and brazenly. He didn't care about the innocent bystanders at all.
The young masters were furious.
They couldn't move. Since they couldn't move, they couldn't cover their noses and ears. As such, how could they stop the poison from entering their bodies?
They could hold their breaths.
But...
How long could they hold their breaths?
"No, I don't want to die!"
"Quick, help me out! I don't want to die here!"
"Ah... what is this smell? Why does it smell so bad? Quick, save me! I'm still young, I haven't even started a family yet! "
All of the young masters screamed. They wanted to hide, but they couldn't. They tried to hold their breaths, but they couldn't. All they could do was scream.
The more they screamed, the more the grey mist entered their mouths. It was a terrible feeling to be in the middle of a poisonous mist and not be able to move.
The Ninth Prince didn't scream. He tried his best to hold his breath.
Then, an intricately crafted mask was passed to him.
"Ninth Brother, you'll be fine if you wear this." Ping Yang's voice rang out in the Ninth Prince's ears. Then, she seemed to realize something. "Oh, I forgot that you can't move now."
As soon as he finished speaking, the mask covered the Ninth Prince's head. Then, a pair of clear eyes blinked under the other mask.
"Sister, can't you give me the antidote for the White Dew Frost?" Ninth Prince Lin Yun had already guessed what was going on.
"I don't have it." Ping Yang blinked again.
"What do you mean?" The Ninth Prince was confused.
"There are only three portions. Wen Dabao doesn't have it either. Look... he's still lying on the ground." Ping Yang pointed at Wen Dabao, who was lying on the ground again.
Wen Dabao was extremely frustrated.
He was frustrated not because Ping Yang didn't give him the antidote, but because Ping Yang didn't even give him the mask.
"Your Highness, the … mask …" Wen Dabao didn't want to shout. If he did, it would mean that the poison mist would enter his body.
However, he had to shout.
Because...
From Ping Yang's expression, he could tell that she had no intention of giving him the mask.
"I don't have it." Ping Yang waved at Wen Dabao. Then, she pointed at the mask on the Ninth Prince's face. "There are only four of them. I prepared one for you, but... you know what I mean!"
"I know …" Wen Dabao looked at the mask on the Ninth Prince's face helplessly. Even though the Ninth Prince's status in the court was low …
He was still far more powerful than a son of a vice minister.
Furthermore, Ping Yang had already made the decision. How would he dare to say that he would give Ninth Prince Lin Yun's mask to him?
Of course, the most important thing was that even if he said it, Ping Yang wouldn't take it.
As such...
The only thing he could do was to endure it, to endure it with all his might. He allowed the pungent smell to enter his body until his vision turned black and he fell to the ground.
As Wen Dabao fainted, the surrounding young masters slid down from their chairs. Their faces were filled with indignation as well.
However, it was useless.
As a bunch of bystanders, they were bound to suffer.
The smoke lingered in the air for a full fifteen minutes before it dissipated. The entire Seven Star Lane was now littered with corpses.
"Not a bad poison mist, but do you really think that is enough to deal with us?" The Southern Region messenger's voice rang out.
Unlike before, their faces were covered with black scarves, and the black scarves were obviously wet. No one knew where the water came from.
"Oh? So this really prevents poison! "Fang Zhengzhi chuckled as he looked at the black scarves on the faces of the Southern Region messengers.
"Die!"
"Hang on."
"What else do you want to say?"
"Look, everyone is unconscious. There are no outsiders here. Why don't you tell me who you are? That way, I can understand why I'm dying." Fang Zhengzhi said expectantly.
"Hahaha... Fang Zhengzhi, do you think we are idiots?" The Southern Region messengers chuckled.
"So you have some intelligence. However, it doesn't matter if you tell me or not." Fang Zhengzhi nodded. Then, he looked at the seven white jade platforms and said, "We can begin."
"We can begin? What do you mean? "The Southern Region messengers were stunned.
After hearing Fang Zhengzhi's words, the seven headliners on the platform took off their masks and bowed to Fang Zhengzhi.
"Yes, master!"
"Master … Dai Feng?!" The Southern Region envoys' expressions changed completely when they saw this. At this moment, they finally understood why they had fallen into the trap.
There was nothing wrong with their plan.
Before they arrived at the Seven Star Lane, they had already bribed the waiter in charge of the drinks. Furthermore, just in case, they had personally watched the waiter put the White Dew Frost into the wine.
They had also planted spies in the Seven Star Lane to ensure that all of the young masters, including Fang Zhengzhi and Yan Xiu, had drunk the wine.
It was a perfect plan.
They would poison Fang Zhengzhi and then appear as the Southern Region messengers. That way, they would have a valid reason to kill Fang Zhengzhi. After all, everyone had witnessed the 'truth'.
Most importantly, they would be able to escape unscathed if they succeeded.
With the identity of the Southern Region messengers, it wouldn't be easy to investigate this case.
The Great Xia Dynasty would have to consider the friendship between the two nations. The Southern Region's refusal to admit that they had sent messengers to the Great Xia was a reasonable excuse.
As a nation, it was normal for them to protect a few messengers who were there to avenge their son.
Even if the Southern Region did not admit to it, everyone would still think that they were the culprits. As long as they managed to leave the capital, the case would end there.
However...
They had underestimated one thing.
The Seven Star Lane belonged to Fang Zhengzhi.
Once the Seven Star Lane became Fang Zhengzhi's territory, all of their plans would be for naught. So what if the waiter had poured the White Dew Frost?
As long as Fang Zhengzhi knew about this, he would be prepared.
In the end, as expected, Fang Zhengzhi allowed them to poison him and drank the White Dew Frost without hesitation.
His only goal was to lure Fang Zhengzhi into the trap!
"Ding!"
A melodious tune rang out, interrupting the thoughts of the Southern Region messengers.
Qin, harp, drums...
All seven of them began to play their instruments at the same time. The sounds of all sorts of instruments filled the entire Seven Star Lane.
Even though these instruments were different...
But...
The music they were playing was the same.
"Ambush on All Sides!"
This was a Pipa song, but it could be played by other instruments. It was one of the top ten ancient songs. The entire song had a beginning, a middle, a turn, and a combination.
It could be described as imposing and majestic.
"It's the Dao of Music!"
"It's a seven-tone formation!"
"Ambush on All Sides... How ironic!"
The expressions of the Southern Region messengers changed once again. When they heard the ancient song, they knew that it was no ordinary song.
That was because they all felt as if they had been struck by lightning. It was as if there were huge rocks falling from the sky towards them, continuously striking their hearts.
They had no choice but to fight back.
"So … the Seven Star Lane belongs to Fang Zhengzhi? Furthermore, he had so many people lying in ambush? It looks like … I didn't come here today. "
Ninth Prince Lin Yun also looked at the seven headliners. With the protection of the mask, he naturally wouldn't be unconscious like the other young masters from the aristocratic families.
But because of that …
His shock was indescribable.
The Dao of Music.
Furthermore, it was such a profound Dao of Music.
How could he not be shocked?
Ninth Prince Lin Yun didn't ask any questions. He didn't reveal his purpose for coming to the Seven Star Lane either. He just waited quietly for the frost to dissipate from his body.
Then …
It was time for him to leave.
The music slowly became more urgent, like a mountain pressing down from the sky. All of the Southern Domain emissaries' faces were pale, and expressions of pain could be seen on their faces.
Ninth Prince Lin Yun retracted his gaze from the seven headliners and turned to look at Fang Zhengzhi, who was smiling at the Southern Region messengers.
In just over a year …
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