Truth
At this point, Yue Qianchou suddenly pulled his empty hand from behind his back and slapped his thigh, exclaiming in alarm, "Mother of heaven! Da Minglun of the Chamber of Commerce Alliance, Wu Xiong, the Immortal Palace's Great Commander of External Affairs, and then experts at the early Ming Emperor stage could even be deployed in the Underworld, with even the Black Nether Army involved... Such enormous forces joining hands just to kill one Yue Qianchou? What kind of joke is that! They think far too highly of me, Yue Qianchou!"
Frowning, he walked over to Cang Yunxin, who was deep in thought with furrowed brows. He patted the man's chest with the back of his hand and asked, "Old Cang, help me analyze this. Look, such huge forces definitely can't be mobilized by any ordinary person. Do you think Immortal Emperor Jin Tai might be behind this, pulling strings? Otherwise, who else could command these people... Your face changed. Did I guess right? Is this really aimed at your Jueqing Palace? Then I'm truly innocent as sin!"
Cang Yunxin's expression had indeed changed. Yue's poisonous tongue had laid out the analysis with every link fitting tightly into the next, while the facts before his eyes stood like mountains. Even if he did not want to believe it, he could not. He could not help connecting all the events from beginning to end in his mind...
The Immortal Emperor had suddenly issued an edict to the master of a tiny Tianxia Chamber of Commerce, ordering him to compose music for the Immortal Emperor's wedding. That was already an utterly baffling matter, one that many people still could not understand. Then Da Minglun had encouraged Yue Qianchou to seek his protection—this much was believable. Unless Yue Qianchou was an utter