Chapter 2091
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Xu Jinbei felt that he shouldn't have gone with Fang Rusheng. Yesterday, they had suffered an assassination attempt in the Thousand Floor Tower, and they all knew that it was an assassin sent by Beitang Yu. Today, Beitang Yu wanted to invite Mingxi to speak with him. No matter how he looked at it, it was very strange.
Perhaps they had already been waiting for Mingxi.
No matter what, he had to be careful.
"I'm fine." Ming Xi smiled at Xu Jinbei.
"Let's call Little Rou along." Xu Jinbei said in a low voice. The Fire Phoenix had left the city, so if he didn't bring Little Rou along, he wouldn't be at ease.
Ming Xi recalled that Beitang Yu was the Emperor, his body was protected by purple gas, other than Shang'er, he would not be able to hurt him.
"Where are you going?" Shang'er rubbed her eyes as she walked out of the inn. "Didn't you say you were going to buy me buns?"
"Someone invited us to eat." Ming Xi smiled faintly. "Do you want to go together?"
Shang'er's eyes lit up. "Yes, yes, I want to go too."
Ming Xi gestured to Xu Jinbei, telling him to prepare the carriage.
"Young Master Ji, please." Fang Rusheng invited Mingxi into the carriage.
"I'm used to sitting in my own carriage. Lord Fang, please forgive me." Ming Xi said lightly, still sticking to Fang Yanjun's habits.
Hearing that, Fang Rusheng smiled. "Young Master Ji's habit is quite rare."
Ming Xi heard the ridicule in his words and smiled disapprovingly.
Very quickly, Xu Jinbei drove the car over. Ming Xi held Shang'er's hand and got in the car.
"Let's go." Fang Rusheng ordered the servant. The carriage moved forward with the windlass, and they left the city directly.
The soldiers guarding the city did not inspect the carriage much. They only asked Fang Rusheng a few questions before letting him out.
"Does this Wasteland City belong to the Northern Darknorth Kingdom or our Jin Nation?" Xu Jinbei snorted angrily and did not look kindly at the soldiers guarding the gate.
The carriage arrived at an exquisite courtyard outside the city.
"Young Master Ji, please." Fang Rusheng said with a smile.
"I didn't expect that there would be such an elegant place outside the city." Ming Xi smiled faintly.
Fang Rusheng smiled and said, "A friend is temporarily staying here."
Ming Xi smiled faintly. He did not really believe this excuse.
"Please ask Lord Fang to lead me to see your master." Ming Xi said indifferently. It didn't matter who this courtyard belonged to.
"Young Master Ji, what do you mean …?" Surprise flashed across Fang Rusheng's eyes. He hadn't mentioned anything about
Ming Xi glanced at him. "Is that not the case?"
Fang Rusheng chuckled. "Young Master Ji is indeed smarter than others."
"You flatter me." Ming Xi lightly said.
"Please come in." Fang Rusheng looked at Fang Yanjun and thought that no wonder Fang Yunsong valued this little grandson so much. He was indeed very smart. Maybe the Fang Family in Qinghe Town was handed over to this person.
If such a person couldn't be used, then he must be eliminated.
Unfortunately, even five top assassins couldn't kill him. It wouldn't be easy to get rid of him.
Ming Xi walked in. After passing through a long corridor, Fang Rusheng led them to a waterside pavilion. There was a tall middle-aged man sitting on the ground, warming a cup of wine in his hand. There was a faint smell of plum wine in the air.
"Young Master Fang, please have a seat." It was Beitang Yu's first time seeing Ming Xi, but he didn't call him Young Master Ji like others did.
Ming Xi clasped his hands in greeting. "Greetings to the Emperor of the Dark North Kingdom."
Beitang Yu chuckled. "You know me?"
"For Master Fang to personally receive someone, other than you, I can't think of any other identity." Ming Xi said with a smile. He sat opposite Beitang Yu, as if yesterday's assassination had never happened. He was still able to talk and laugh.
"Young Master Fang is a smart person." Fang Rusheng said from the side.
Beitang Yu looked deeply at Ming Xi. "I heard that Young Master Fang met with an accident at the Thousand Floor Tower yesterday."
"Just a few third-rate assassins. I don't know who sent them. I don't like their methods. If they want to kill me, they have to find at least a Thousand Rakshasa Hall Leader or higher." Ming Xi picked up the teacup on the table, the arrogance in his eyes unconcealed.
"Indeed, third-rate." Beitang Yu's expression didn't change as he took a sip of wine. "The people around Young Master Fang are all crouching tigers and hidden dragons."
Ming Xi looked at Shang 'er and Xu Jinbei and said with a faint smile. "Indeed."
There was a little white dragon hidden by his side.
"Young Master Fang is so smart. Can you guess why we are looking for you today?" Beitang Yu asked with a smile.
"It can't be that you want to kill me." Ming Xi said.
Beitang Yu was stunned, then laughed out loud. "You are a talent. It would be a pity to kill you."
"Then you want to talk about an alliance with me." Ming Xi said lightly. "Your Majesty is avoiding Master Teng. It seems that something unpleasant happened between you and Master Teng."
"What your Fang family wants, we can give more. What Teng Ye can't give, we can give." Beitang Yu said in a low voice. "Why are you betting on someone whose victory isn't certain."
Ming Xi looked down at the teacup. He was silent for a moment. "Forming an alliance with the Emperor is treason. I'm afraid I can't make the decision."
"Then isn't being treason with Teng Ye?" Beitang Yu asked coldly.
"Your Majesty, the Fang family has never expressed any intention of forming an alliance with Teng Ye." Ming Xi said with a smile. He was a fake Fang Yanjun. The real Fang Yanjun had never appeared. Fang Yunsong's attitude was very clear. He didn't want to get involved in Teng Ye's matters.
Beitang Yu looked at Fang Yanjun coldly. It seemed … this youngster was right. He only said that he was going to Wasteland City to play. He didn't say that he was Fang Yanjun, nor did he get involved in other matters.
Fang Yunsong was an old fox. This Fang Yanjun was a little fox.
Beitang Yu smiled. "Jin Country is no longer the Jin Country of the past. Murong Ke's name is not legitimate. In the future, the Emperor of Jin Country will fall into the hands of a little girl. Your Fang family still wants to stay in Qinghe City for decades. Young Master Fang is very talented. If you meet a wise emperor, you may be able to be above tens of thousands of people. It wouldn't be strange for you to leave your name in history."
"Who knows if Mo Mingyu will be able to unify the world in the future." Ming Xi smiled faintly. It turned out that Beitang Yu looked down on Jin Country because he felt that Jin Country would fall into Mingyu's hands.
In the eyes of the world, how much did they look down on Mingyu?
He never thought that Mingyu was bad. She was just too pampered and protected. In fact, she was a very smart girl.
"Hahaha …" Beitang Yu laughed loudly. "If it was Mo Rongzhan's son, maybe there would be some hope. But it's just a little girl. Young Master Fang, are you kidding me?"
"No." Ming Xi said, "Jin Country defeated Northern Dark Country a few years ago. You have suffered a great loss. Jin Country will only be stronger than before. What confidence do you have that you can win?"
Beitang Yu sneered. "Working together from the inside and outside is naturally not a problem."
"It seems that Your Majesty also has people in the capital." Ming Xi smiled. "Really, good plan."
"So, what does Young Master Fang think?" Beitang Yu asked confidently.
Ming Xi smiled. "I still have more confidence in Mingyu."
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