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"Envoy Yang, I need to visit the Carefree Mansion. You have full authority to decide all mundane affairs within the Blood Killing Tower. If there's anything you can't handle, we can discuss it upon my return."

As Yi Chen stepped out of the secret chamber, he instructed Envoy Yang with a voice that evoked a strong and powerful sense of authority.

"Also, effective immediately, no one in Blood Killing Tower is to accept tasks involving human trafficking. Whoever touches it, dies."

To ensure the purity of the assassin team, Yi Chen added one more rule to Envoy Yang before leaving the underground fortress, and then strode out confidently, heading toward the direction of Carefree Mansion.

After Yi Chen left, Envoy Yang, who had been half a step behind him, matching his pace, suddenly straightened his slightly hunched back, his face regaining its usual sternness.

Next to him, a confidant with the surname Li watched Yi Chen's retreating figure, hesitating several times before speaking.

This man was none other than Li Tan, who had previously accompanied Gui Zhongdao on the ship robbery. His good friend, Zhang Guan, had died during that operation.

"Li Tan, you've been with the tower for a long time. Speak freely if there's something on your mind," Envoy Yang said with a smile.

Li Tan's eyes shifted, as if he'd made up his mind, and he whispered, "Envoy, don't you feel that the Tower Lord has changed quite a bit?"

"Ever since we returned from that ship robbery, the Tower Lord has become secretive, and his way of doing things has greatly differed from before."

"Do you think we should..."

Envoy Yang made a silencing gesture, looked around to make sure no one was nearby, and then whispered, "Follow me."

The two entered a secret chamber. Envoy Yang thought for a moment, then took out a pot of treasured tea leaves and brewed a pot of fine tea, insisting on pouring a cup for Li Tan who repeatedly refused.

"Li Tan, you've been working with me for almost thirty years now. Time really flies," Envoy Yang said nostalgically, taking a sip from his hot tea.

"Yes, these years, I owe a lot to your care, Envoy. Without you, there would be no Li Tan today," Li Tan quickly professed his loyalty.

"Li Tan, since you've been with me for so long, I won't beat around the bush with you."

"Do you think it matters whether the Tower Lord has changed or not?"

"The Tower Lord's cultivation has greatly improved, and it's normal for his style to change. Do you think you're the only smart one?"

"Right Envoy hasn't said anything, nor have the Guardians. Only you seem to have noticed a flaw. Quite impressive," Envoy Yang said sarcastically, setting his teacup down so forcefully that tea splattered all over the tabletop.

At these words, cold sweat began streaming down Li Tan's face.

"Envoy, I..."

"It's good that you're discussing this with me. Have you spoken to anyone else about this?" Envoy Yang's tone softened seeing Li Tan's panicked expression, unlike his previous harshness.

"Of course not," Li Tan explained hastily.

"That's good. Li Tan, you're a smart man, but sometimes, you're not smart enough. That can be problematic," Envoy Yang admonished.
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"Let's keep certain things to ourselves. Drink your tea and then get back to work. Don't let my good tea go to waste."

"In the future, Blood Killing Tower is set to reach new heights, and you'll have to take on more responsibilities," Envoy Yang said slowly, pouring himself another cup of hot tea, and speaking solemnly after blowing away the foam.

Li Tan, feeling as if he'd been granted a pardon, promised repeatedly and then drank down his hot tea in one gulp, bowing deeply, "Thank you for your guidance and nurturing, Envoy. In my next life, I will repay your kindness by weaving grass rings," he said.

"Actually, you can repay me now."

As soon as Envoy Yang's words fell, Li Tan suddenly felt a knife-like pain in his belly.

A stream of black blood trickled from Li Tan's orifices as he said hoarsely, "Envoy, you..."

"Li Tan, don't blame me."

"You're too dangerous. You aim too high and lack the necessary wit. I fear you'd contact someone from the Carefree King's camp for the sake of your own future, and you would be my downfall,"

"After thirty years, I know you all too well."

"Rest assured, after your death, your sister will receive tenfold compensation. You needn't worry, I will arrange this out of respect for you," Envoy Yang said.

"You always say when you're drunk that fortunes are sought in danger, but do you know?"

"Fortunes are sought in danger, but also lost in danger."

"On seeking, one in ten may succeed, but on losing, nine in ten will fail."

Envoy Yang spoke indifferently.

"Th…thank you for the lesson, Li… Li Tan has learned," Li Tan struggled to speak.

"Please take care of my sister," he mustered all his strength to grab Envoy Yang's hand, "Promise me!"

With a pained cry, Li Tan's mana could no longer suppress the deadly poison, and his body dissolved into a pool of pus and blood.

"Alright, I promise you."

Envoy Yang sighed. Even a dog raised for three years could become attached, let alone a human.

But for his own safety, he had to act ruthlessly.

After all, what he loved most was himself.

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Therefore, he had no choice but to wrong Li Tan for a while.

In the midst of his speech, he flipped his hand, and a strange golden toad suddenly appeared in Yang Zuoshi's hand.

This golden toad was an exotic species he had come across by chance; even when facing a True Person of the ninth level of the True Person Realm, the golden toad had not shown the fear it did when facing the tower master.

Suddenly, he burst into nervous laughter, "Li Tan, you fool, and all the other potential fools, you... you have no idea how strong the tower master is!"

"You are all a bunch of fools~"

"What can the Carefree King offer you that the tower master cannot give you more of?"

"Come, pass my order, henceforth, those residing in the underground palace must not enter or exit at will." A pair of black boots stepped on the filthy blood, leaving a muddied footprint, as Yang Zuoshi strode out of the secret chamber.

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There are snakes on Panlong Peak, dark in color with white markings; any vegetation that touches them dies.

The Carefree King's dwelling was deep underground beneath Panlong Peak—a place that ordinary people spoke of with a change in color.

Inside the underground palace, the Carefree King's residence was brightly lit at the moment, and the sound of decadent music echoed in a side hall, faintly mingled with the laughter and panting of men and women.

The Carefree King, wearing a crown and a jade belt, sat on the main seat, chatting and laughing merrily with the people inside the hall.

In the middle of the hall, twelve stunningly beautiful dancers clad in gauzy garments were frantically moving their bodies, performing various seductive gestures.

The guests seated on either side of the main seat had already lost their patience, with some sliding their hands into the skirts of the serving girls beside the tables.

Others were reaching into their own crotches, starting to take matters into their own hands.

As the dancers' movements became increasingly intense, the music of strings and woodwinds in the hall grew more urgent and impassioned.

The dancers' clothes were gradually removed, and in the end, they were completely dropped to the floor~

Some guests who couldn't hold back began to take off their own clothes and walked toward the center of the hall.

Some even started getting down to business on the spot.

This was the Bewitching Dance of the Heavenly Demon, which could draw out the most primal desires from the depths of people's hearts.

It was also one of the Carefree King's trump cards for dominating the underground forces of the Jiangnan Circuit.

His guests were many, including cultivators, merchants, prefectural governors, county magistrates, and even a municipal vicar!

The Carefree King looked at the scene in the hall and nodded in satisfaction.

Aside from the carefully trained Heavenly Demon dancers in the hall, there were more - noblewomen, village beauties, gentle young women, and maidens from distinguished families, or... the female family members of these guests themselves.

You see, there are always people who prefer more perverse pleasures.

Once someone reaches a certain height in status, they can do as they wish, and ordinary stimuli no longer satisfy them. They need stronger excitement.

Take, for example, a gray-haired old man seated below; he is a municipal vicar, surnamed Chang, and is a high official whom the Carefree King had recently conquered. His daughter-in-law, niece, and cousin were all here in this grand hall.

His guests were reveling happily, sharing their gains and losses, forming factions, and establishing alliances of mutual interest.

Here, they could not only experience supreme pleasure but also rise in rank, grow wealthy, and have their desires fulfilled.

Just as the banquet reached a high pitch, suddenly, a girl in a green dress quietly emerged from the side, whispering in the Carefree King's ear, "My lord, Gui Zhongdao and other faction leaders are waiting in the main hall."

The Carefree King's expression remained unchanged, and after toasting with a cheerful cup of fine wine, he said to the people in the hall, "Gentlemen, I have been visited by some distinguished guests and must excuse myself. Please forgive my absence; if you need anything, just order Lu He."

"Drink up!"

The gray-haired old man, vigorously engaged with a beautiful woman, gasped for air and shouted loudly, "Please proceed, my lord. If Lu He could join us in our revelries, it would be most splendid. And do bring a few more jars of that Ascending Immortal Wine; this official here can't keep up anymore."

"That's no trouble at all, Lu He, go, and I shall rely even more on official Chang for that matter."

A fleeting look of disgust flashed through the Carefree King's eyes, and under his intimidating gaze, the girl in the green dress stiffened, trembling as she began to unwarp her robe.

For a moment, everyone in the great hall abruptly ceased their activities.

The Carefree King swept his sleeve grandly and left the side hall with nonchalant grace.

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At the top of the main hall, Yi Chen ate the spirit fruits on the case table listlessly, when suddenly a hearty laugh came from the side corridor.

"Today is truly a gathering of esteemed friends, a meeting of high personages. This king has arrived late and shall punish himself with three drinks."

The man was not yet in sight, but his laughter was heard first.

Under Yi Chen's gaze, a dignified and distinguished middle-aged man approached, stepping confidently in all directions.

The man wore a crown and a jade belt.

Upon seeing this man, Yi Chen's eyes involuntarily narrowed slightly.

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