This Martial Saint's HP is Too Thick
Chapter 292

Good Fortune, Bad Fortune No Door

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"Li Fei, take a walk with me."

Outside Zheng Lan Hall, the Crown Prince said to Li Fei.

Ming Qi then took his leave, and Li Fei accompanied the Crown Prince to one side.

The Crown Prince raised a hand. The eunuchs and palace maids waiting nearby immediately understood and retreated, leaving the space to the two of them.

"Li Fei, do you know why I personally went to the Great Luo Sect this time and elevated Buddhism in front of True Lord Qingxu?"

The Crown Prince spoke.

Li Fei said, "This should also have been the intention of Your Majesty and the Chief Secretary, right?"

The Daoists had never involved themselves in the factional struggle before. In truth, the Crown Prince had no need to deliberately offend the Daoists just to win over the Buddhists.

After all, the Daoists still held the upper hand. Even if the Crown Prince had won over the Upper Purity Sect, offending the Great Luo Sect in the process would still have been more loss than gain.

Thus, there was only one explanation: this was the will of the Emperor and the Chief Secretary, and the Crown Prince was merely carrying out their orders.

"Exactly. This game of chess is being played by Father Emperor and the Chief Secretary. Even I am merely acting as a blade to clear the way."

The Crown Prince gave a self-mocking smile.

Li Fei understood the implication.

Only someone with the status of Crown Prince was qualified to serve as a blade in this game. What was he, then?

Did he possess royal blood? Or was it because a Grandmaster served as his guard?

"Li Fei!"

The Crown Prince suddenly turned around and gripped Li Fei's hand tightly. "You must listen to me. When handling this case, do

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