The mountain that Liang Wangsun wanted to see, to push down, was naturally Mount Li.
The entire continent knew that Su Li was Mount Li.
In the past, this mountain was too high to climb. Even experts like Wang Po, Xiao Zhang, and Liang Wangsun, who were high up on the Proclamation of Liberation, were unable to directly challenge it. But now, Su Li was heavily injured, and this mountain was already tottering on the verge of collapse.
Liang Wangsun believed that he had the qualifications and ability to destroy this mountain, so after receiving the news, he boarded the carriage and left the estate without hesitation, arriving in front of this inn.
But right now, there was still a youth standing in front of this mountain.
If he wanted to push down this mountain, he first had to pass through this youth.
"You are Chen Changsheng?"
Liang Wangsun calmly asked the youth in front of the stone steps of the inn.
Chen Changsheng did not reply, because he was currently very nervous. Other than the glance he had given Wang Po at the entrance of the Mausoleum of Books, this was his first time seeing someone on the Proclamation of Liberation. These people were the true core strength of the human world. The era of blooming wildflowers had begun with the appearance of names like Liang Wangsun.
Of course, after coming to the capital from Xiliang Village, he had already seen many truly powerful figures, but those powerful figures were too high up. Whether it was the Pope or Su Li, even if they could be considered close, he still could not feel that they were real. But this young prince on the black lotus carriage was different, because with Chen Changsheng's current cultivation and reputation, he had long since surpassed the boundaries of the Proclamation of Azure Sky and entered the Proclamation of Golden Distinction. In other words, he was already very close to the Proclamation of Liberation. Only by getting close could one truly feel the pressure, or perhaps the disparity.
Liang Wangsun's brows slightly rose. Chen Changsheng's silence somewhat surprised him, but for some reason, he did not get angry. Instead, he calmly asked once more, "You are Chen Changsheng?"
This time, Chen Changsheng truly came to his senses and realized that the other party was asking him.
His opponent had come to kill Su Li, but the person who dared to kill Su Li had first placed his attention on him. If it were any other youth, perhaps they would have felt a little proud and pleased, but he did not, because he did not have the self-awareness of being famous. In reality, no matter if it was the Ivy Festival, the Grand Examination, viewing the monoliths in the Mausoleum of Books, or his subsequent appointment as Principal of the Orthodox Academy, all of these events had already made him the most famous person on the continent. Even a person like Liang Wangsun had to first say a few words to him, even if they were just words of courtesy.
The street in front of the tavern was quiet and the dust gradually settled. Other than the priests that were scattered all around, a lot of figures could be faintly seen. Those people were probably the King's Mansion's warriors that were ready to attack the tavern at any time, but they didn't move at the moment because everyone was waiting for Chen Chang Sheng's reply.
The young Daoist of Xining Village already had the qualifications to interact with someone like Liang Wangsun on equal footing.
But contrary to everyone's expectations, Chen Chang Sheng didn't say anything. He directly turned around and walked into the inn, closed the door, then turned into a wisp of smoke and ran to the second floor.
Liang Wangsun sat upright and still in the middle of the black lotus. His eyebrows rose even higher, a faint smile on his face.
Pushing open the tightly shut door, Chen Changsheng arrived in front of Su Li's chair and said, "Let's run."
Su Li opened his eyes and glanced at him. "I've already placed my bet. It's too late to concede."
Chen Chang Sheng lowered his head and said nothing, his chest rising and falling.
He wanted to take Su Li and escape, which naturally meant that he had already overturned his original plan.
He had conceded, because the difference in strength was here, so he had no choice but to concede.
Because with just a glance, he knew that he had absolutely no chance of defeating Liang Wangsun.
Not even a hair thinner than a strand of hair.
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Outside the tavern, the street was as quiet as before.
Liang Wangsun looked down at the archbishop of Xunyang City and asked, "Does the Orthodoxy care about this matter?"
Hua Jiefu's face was also expressionless. "I don't care about the life and death of unrelated people, but we have to care about Principal Chen's safety."
Previously, Chen Changsheng had said to the archbishop that he could pretend that he didn't know that he had come to Xunyang City, but the entire city knew that he was here, so how could the people of the Orthodoxy not care about him?
"I don't understand why this young Principal Chen wants to care about this matter, but … I don't care."
Liang Wangsun took out a snow-white handkerchief from his sleeve and lightly wiped at the dust on his clothes. "Since the carriage of the princely estate has been moved, there must be a conclusion to this matter."
Hua Jiefu looked at him with a grave expression and said, "His Holiness the Pope is waiting for Principal Chen's return in the capital."
Liang Wangsun's movements slightly paused. After a moment of silence, he said, "Then all of you send him back. If he's not willing to leave, I might have to kill him as well. "
Hua Jiefu shook his head. "If that happens, the Liang Household will have no descendants."
The archbishop's words were very plain, without the slightest hint of threat. This was because this was an objective fact. If Chen Changsheng died in Xunyang City, anyone could imagine how the Orthodoxy would react.
But it was only because it was plain that it was unyielding.
Liang Wangsun fell silent once more. He threw the slightly ashen handkerchief under the carriage and said with some interest, "Have no descendants? After that matter ten-odd years ago, do you think there's any meaning in the existence of my Liang Household? Today, I killed Su Li in broad daylight. Am I not afraid that Mount Li will kill my entire family? So this is useless to me. "
Hua Jiefu felt the spring wind suddenly turn cold. Ten-odd years ago, the Saints had forcefully covered up the truth of the most terrifying massacre after the bloody incident of the Orthodox Academy, so he was not very clear on all the details of that major event. However, he was keenly aware of the bitter price the Liang Household had paid.
He looked at the young prince on the carriage and advised, "There's no need to be so resolute."
The Black Lotus Carriage was very large. Liang Wangsun sitting in it seemed like he was sitting on an upper floor, perfectly level with the second floor of the inn.
He looked at the tightly shut window on the second floor of the inn and sighed, "Who asked those four words to be so resolute."
Xunyang City had become a silent city of death, a massacre at hand. All of this was because Chen Changsheng had pushed open the window and shouted those four words into the bright and beautiful spring light.
Su Li was here.
These four words had forced Chen Changsheng and Su Li into a land of death.
In truth, it had also forced those people that wanted to kill Su Li into a desperate situation.
The Orthodoxy could no longer move against Su Li.
The Great Zhou Army could no longer move against him.
Those that wanted to kill Su Li in secret, like Liang Wangsun, could only do it openly.
There were many things in the world that could only be done and not said, much less seen by others, or else it would be hard to explain.
Whether it was to the people of the south or to the books of history.
Like killing Su Li.
This could only be a bloody affair hidden in the shadows of history, just like the alliance of Fallen Willow Plains, just like the coup of the Hundred Herb Garden, just like the truth behind the disappearance of the Zhou Dynasty * * *.
But Chen Changsheng had only used four words to turn this matter into a grand occasion known by the entire world.
"The banquet has already begun, so how can I leave early?"
In a gloomy room of the inn, Su Li sat on a chair. He looked at the lowered head of the youth in front of him and smiled. "I taught you how to march and arrange armies, taught you how to wield the Intellectual Sword as you wish. You learned very well, even exceeding my highest expectations of you. You were actually able to transform all the myriad changes into that shout just now … now I'm really rather curious, just how long can you protect me."
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(It is still the end of the year. There are countless dinners and gatherings. It really can't be helped. I've made everyone wait for so long. I'm sorry.)
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