Chapter 243 The Enemy

The winter cold has receded, and a lone moon hangs alone in the sky. The Snow Castle, standing on the cliffs of the deep mountains, is like a giant beast, quietly watching the mountain scenery in the night.

Spring has arrived, but the scenery in the mountains is full of signs of decay. But in this dark night, there are still creatures moving around after all.

The tower is towering, and a suspension bridge behind it is the only way in and out of the main village of Snow Clothes Castle.

The white war horse stopped slowly, and Bai Yifei stopped walking.

Beside the bridge, a woman with short hair was waiting.

"How's it going?"

"According to the order of the Marquis, our men monitored the Mo Xia leader. After he left Xinzheng, he headed west. On the way, our men tried to intercept him, but they were stopped by the Mo family."

"So you didn't gain anything?"

The cold words sounded, and the woman raised her head, her blue dress fluttering slightly in the wind.

"This person seems to have special value in the heart of the Mohist leader. The Mohist family even did not hesitate to expose several strongholds in Sanchuan to cover his evacuation."

"well done."

Bai Yifei touched the woman's head and slowly walked into the snow-clothed castle. For Bai Yifei, it was even more important to obtain information about the Mohist family's power layout around South Korea.

After rushing back from Xinzheng, Bai Yifei returned to his room. Instead of changing his clothes, he took a glass of wine and walked to the window, as if waiting for something.

"Master Marquis, you are so anxious, yet you can still be so interested, I really admire you."

A gloomy voice echoed in the house, and a gloomy-looking man wearing red and black clothes slowly walked into it.

"Zhao Gao!"

Bai Yifei seemed to be a little playful when he shouted this name.

"I never thought that Luo Sheng would eventually send you here."

"Master Hou is strange?"

"I just didn't expect that the snare would reach such an extent now."

Bai Yifei turned around slightly and looked at the man in front of him, who was also full of gloomy style, with a smile on his face.

"Then what is the target of this snare?"

"Hanyang Jun, Zhao Shuang!"

When Zhao Gao said this name, Bai Yifei was a little surprised.

"According to the intelligence, Hanyang Lord Zhao Shuang has secretly come to Xinzheng. And he was behind the conspiracy against the snare in Daze Mountain."

"Zhao Shuang?"

"The Marquis has already met with him."

Bai Yifei thought of the young man he met that night and already had the answer in his heart.

"The one in mediocrity?"

"It should be Zhao Shuang's substitute."

Bai Yifei smiled. The battle in Daze Mountain was not a good experience for Luo Wang. But for the person in front of me, this may not be the case.

Within Luowang, the number of first-class assassins is limited, and if one dies, one can be replaced. But now, the death of Six Sword Slave has created a huge power vacuum within Luowang, which needs to be filled.

"In the battle at Daze Mountain, the Six Swordsmen died, and Luo Wang's six famous swords also fell into the hands of the Mohist leader. However, the most important thing for Luo Wang is Wang Ye's betrayal."

The Pingyang Heavy Armor Army, the most elite force in the Qin Dynasty, stood on the opposite side of Luo Wang, which was nothing less than a thunderstorm.

It is undoubtedly a variable for the increasingly chaotic power situation within the Qin State.

Zhao Gao didn't care, and spoke with humility.

"People like slaves only have to obey the orders from above. As for the impact of this order, is it not my responsibility?"

Bai Yifei stared at Zhao Gao and was not fooled by his appearance.

"Really? It's just that what I see in your eyes is completely different from what you just said."

Zhao Gao looked wary, leaned over slightly, and looked away from Bai Yifei.

"What did the Marquis see?"

"Hate and ambition!"

Zhao Gao could feel that the man in front of him was a beast with a sensitive sense of touch.

"Because the Marquis and the slave are the same person. Is that why we can feel it?"

Zhao Gao's answer completely lost the humility just now, and there was a hint of provocation in his words. Bai Yifei's words just now really stung the secret pain in his heart.

"Maybe!"

Bai Yifei showed a more meaningful smile.

"It's just that it's not easy to get rid of Zhao Shuang. The leader of the Mohist family has a deeper control over South Korea than I thought, and the Hanyang Lord behind him is even more difficult to deal with."

"What Luo Wang and Ye Mu are doing, Han Yangjun and the Mohist leader are also doing. In fact, there is not much difference between them and us."

After Zhao Gao said this, a smile appeared on his face.

"It's just that they still care more about their reputation than the snare and the night. Therefore, this is their weakness."

Bai Yifei looked at Zhao Gao and smiled slightly.

"I originally had this view, but now I don't think so anymore. Have you ever heard of the Quicksand organization?"

"quicksand?"

This was the first time Zhao Gao heard the name of this organization, and he was very unfamiliar.

"Skills are used to detect adultery, and punishments are used to stop punishments. Lord Hanyang is more difficult to deal with than you think."

Bai Yifei's long words made Zhao Gao, who was already scheming, look even more gloomy.

However, Bai Yifei ignored Zhao Gao's feelings.

"Today, the power situation within the Qin State is complicated. Marquis Wenxin, Marquis Changxin, Lord Changping, Lord Changwen, and Lord Hanyang are all intertwined. Although the power of the clans and clans was eliminated after Cheng Yu's death, A wave has been purged. But the remaining ones have become stronger. These people are naturally more attached to Han Yangjun, and regard Luo Sheng as their formidable enemy."

"The battle in Daze Mountain further showed that among the six Shandong countries, the force of Hanyang Jun was no less powerful than Luo Wang. Wang Ye's change of attitude even hung a knife over South Korea's head."

"You are as weak as King Han, and you have already seen it. How can Lu Buwei not see it?"

In that fight that night, although Bai Yifei lost face, he gained it. King Han was already wary of the Mo family, but for the time being, he did not dare to take any action.

"So, Lord Marquis doesn't want to help with this?"

Zhao Gao looked at Bai Yifei with a cold look, his expression was unkind.

"Help comes at a price. Even if I spare no expense to help Luo Wang eliminate the enemy, what can Luo Wang give me?"

"I already understand what the Marquis means. As for what happens next, I can't answer it for the time being."

Zhao Gao knew very well that the price Bai Yifei required was far beyond Zhao Gao's authority and was not something he could agree to.

And to a certain extent, today's Luowang is not capable of agreeing to it.

Zhao Gao slowly exited Bai Yifei's room, only to see him smile slightly, the cup in his hand lifted slightly, and the wine spilled out of the window, being scattered and broken into pieces in the night wind.

"This game of chess is still growing."