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Luzi turned to look at the heavy criminal cell, finding it empty, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head. He didn't want to dwell on the matter too much, as everyone has different interpretations. If everything could be clearly categorized as right or wrong, there wouldn't be the Hundred Schools of Thought.
Since everyone has their own theoretical foundations, it is natural for theoretical conflicts to arise among them. The debate over who holds the truth of human existence is unlikely to reach a conclusion, not just now, but even thousands or tens of thousands of years into the future.
"Feng Laofuzi! You may have been used by someone! But for you, a prisoner, this might not matter. However, considering the past kindness my king and prince showed you, I hope you can reveal your accomplices so we can rescue the prince. He is in grave danger and may not have much time left!"
Luzi understood that these words were merely a way to let bygones be bygones. You, Feng Zhiyuan, incited the prince to collude with outsiders to ambush others in the state of Chu, yet they still prioritized national righteousness over personal gain just to save the prince.
At this moment, Feng Zhiyuan was still trapped in his predicament, interpreting Luzi's words as part of a power struggle among factions within the country. You, Luzi, want to find out the whereabouts of the prince for what purpose? It seems more like a weasel wishing a happy new year to a chicken!
"I say, Luzi! Why are you asking me? If you want to inquire about the prince's whereabouts, I want to ask where you've taken him! I still maintain my previous answer; whether you believe it or not is irrelevant! Enough with the nonsense! Do whatever you want!"
Seeing this person still stubbornly holding on, Luzi snorted inwardly. "You, Feng Laofuzi, truly fear nothing; why did you choose to escape back then? Since you have nothing to hide, what harm is there in confronting me directly? You claim that during this time you haven't figured out what's going on and yet continue to argue vehemently. On the surface, it seems like you're fighting for the prince's power, but in reality, you're being used by others without realizing it! It's quite strange! Who recommended you to be the prince's teacher in the first place? It seems necessary to investigate this matter thoroughly!"
One should strike without hitting the face and expose without revealing weaknesses. Most people would likely be furious upon hearing this, but Feng Zhiyuan appeared completely unconcerned. "You, Luzi, are fabricating charges without evidence! Since I am prepared for death, do you think I fear your words?"
Luzi had no intention of listening to any explanations; he had come only to confirm whether Feng Laofuzi was still alive. With his purpose achieved, there was no point in saying more. He left with a remark that they would discuss it further after returning to Xianyang City to meet the king. After saying that, he ignored Feng Zhiyuan and stepped outside.
Feng Zhiyuan had every reason to believe he would never return to Xianyang. Even if Luzi didn't act here, he would likely orchestrate an accident on the way back to silence him. As for confronting him later? That was nonsense!
Thus, Feng Zhiyuan did not believe Luzi's words at all. Seeing Luzi turn to leave immediately after speaking, he shouted loudly: "What's so great about it! Clearly, you're just shouting thief while trying to catch one! Pretending to inquire about the prince's whereabouts! He’s probably already been harmed by you lot! Luzi! Scoundrel! Do you dare let me meet His Majesty?!"
Luzi naturally couldn't be bothered to turn back and respond to that shout since it was unnecessary. He said nothing further and walked out of the prison to meet with Dong Qing General and others who had been waiting outside. Originally intending to check on another prisoner from Yan State held in a different cell, he had lost interest now.
Luzi stepped out and saw Dong Qing standing with several generals, saying, "The person inside is a serious criminal of the court. Please make sure to keep a close watch on him!"
Dong Qing had not been idle outside either; he had been working overtime to inquire about the guard situation around the Prison. Several months ago, Commander Wang He had made special arrangements, so it could be said that this place was heavily guarded. Additionally, since this was the supply depot for the Qin Army, the defenses on the city walls were even tighter. Even if someone planned a prison break to rescue him, they would only have a chance if the Zhao Army came to attack the city.
"Rest assured, General Lu! We have already deployed a Hundred-Man Squad around the Prison for security!"
"That's good! You all have worked hard!" Luzi said, looking up at the sky. Seeing that the sun was setting, he decided not to rush back to his residence. Since he had agreed to meet with the Commander for dinner, he would head directly to the Grand Commander's temporary headquarters in the city.
Dong Qing hurried over just to provide assistance; technically, he could have returned to his residence after Luzi left. However, considering that General Lu was injured, he decided to personally lead a team to protect Luzi on his way to the Grand Commander's headquarters.
This city was indeed a supply hub for our Qin Army! What danger could there be in a heavily guarded city? While it might not be accurate to say that soldiers filled every corner, it was close enough. Moreover, he already had Guards by his side. Luzi politely declined General Dong's offer, expressing his appreciation for the concern.
After stepping out of the gate and getting into the carriage that had been waiting outside, he reminded the defense camp once again to be extra cautious. Then he cupped his hands in salute to several officers who had come to see him off and instructed Sun Thirteen to head straight to the general's residence.
The Centurion responsible for reinforcing the Prison's defenses stood behind Dong Qing, watching as the carriage turned around the corner and disappeared from view. "General! Who exactly are we keeping locked up inside? Why all this tension?"
Despite Dong Qing's usual military duties, he was not one to overlook such inquiries. Hearing someone carelessly probing for information made him feel disdainful. Therefore, he did not answer but instead reached out for the reins of a warhorse handed over and mounted it.
"General Yao! As subordinates, we only need to focus on doing our own jobs well! You don't need to worry about who is locked up inside! Just refrain from asking what you shouldn't! Inform your brothers to keep their eyes wide open tonight! If anything goes wrong, be careful for your own necks!"
"Understood!" The Centurion quickly stood at attention, placing his right hand over his chest in a military salute. "Please rest assured, General! And please rest assured, Grand Commander! I will stay awake all night!"
Hearing such a guarantee almost made Dong Qing laugh out loud while riding on his warhorse. He looked up and saw the setting sun perfectly positioned atop the corner tower of the city wall, resembling a bright lamp placed there. The flowing red sunset clouds highlighted a bloody hue, as if two large hands were lifting it from either side of the tower.
Was that a pair of hands stained with red blood? It was simply unbelievable!
The soldiers were originally bowing their heads to respectfully see the general off, but after a while without hearing anyone leave, they secretly glanced sideways. As the general looked in their direction, they began to remind each other to pay attention. This extraordinary sight was something they had never witnessed before in their lives, and for a moment, they were all left dumbfounded...
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