Chapter 1092 – The Prerequisite of All Things (2/2)
Prince Chen Liu was silent as he gazed at the ruined courtyard and the fallen corpses.
He did not know where the Li Palace planned to imprison him or whether Daoist Siyuan would attempt to find a chance to assassinate him. Neither did he know if he should pray for Chen Changsheng's victory or Shang Xingzhou's.
If it was out of concern for his life, he naturally preferred the former.
But that was not how he wanted the story to end.
He only knew that whether Shang Xingzhou won or Chen Changsheng won, he and his father had already lost.
Under the prerequisite that they had not truly made their move.
Perhaps it was precisely because he and his father had not truly prepared to move that they had lost so cleanly.
It now seemed that he, his father, the other princes of the Chen clan, and even Shang Xingzhou had underestimated Chen Changsheng's daring.
But supreme power had always been the most corrosive of poisons. Who could resist that allure?
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No snow was falling over the Li Palace, but it still seemed very cold. Perhaps it was because it was too empty.
Only two people were present on the vast plaza.
Daoist Wu sat on the cold stones, his hair a mess and his belt drenched in blood. He looked absolutely miserable.
He was extremely angry at the moment and wanted nothing more than to curse eighteen generations of Chen Changsheng's ancestors, caring not that there might be emperors among them.
But he did not dare do this, because a woman dressed in white was standing behind him.
An Hua's delicate face was fraught with tension.
She gripped a dagger and stared only at the back of Daoist Wu's neck.
When the Pope left, he had ordered very clearly that if anything changed, she needed to kill this old man the first moment she could.
The two archbishops had also instructed her very well: in order to kill someone, it was best to cut off their head.
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Chen Changsheng walked out of the Li Palace.
The teachers and examinees participating in the Grand Examination were all in the Green Leaf World.
The crowd that had come to see the spectacle had dispersed, leaving the stone pillars alone in silence.
He thought that he was going alone to confront the world, so he couldn't help but feel a little lonely.
But just when he was prepared to sigh, he saw Tang Thirty-Six.
This made him feel rather surprised and somewhat awkward.
Tang Thirty-Six said, ”Since you could write a letter to Guan Bai beforehand, you could also have told me.”
His voice was very calm when he said this, but anyone could hear the anger inside.
Chen Changsheng replied, ”I know the Tang clan's style of doing things. Once they strike, they will leave no path of retreat, so I didn't want to involve you.”
Tang Thirty-Six said, ”Since you want to move, you have to move with a thunderous momentum. Do you not agree with the Holy Maiden's method?”
Chen Changsheng replied, ”Yourong's method is already the best method in this sort of situation.”
To use the future of humanity to threaten someone like Shang Xingzhou seemed like a naive, childish, absurd, and laughable idea, but it was actually not.
Because Shang Xingzhou understood that naivete often symbolized absolute cruelty and callousness.
If Wang Zhice had not suddenly appeared today, Xu Yourong really might have succeeded.
Tang Thirty-Six asked, ”What are you prepared to do?”
Chen Changsheng replied, ”In terms of both cultivation and wisdom, I'm far inferior to Yourong, but at times, I'm still more naive.”
Even at a tense moment like this, Tang Thirty-Six still couldn't help but want to tease Chen Changsheng.
But he did not do this, because he vaguely guessed at what Chen Changsheng wanted to express.
The more naive one was, the crueler they were; was this what he meant?
Chen Changsheng knew what he was worried about. After patting him on the shoulder, he began to walk south.
Tang Thirty-Six stood dumbstruck. Only after a while did he come to his senses and run after him.