Ji Yuanfang's Ambition

Beneath the capital, Qi Zhangwu stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the city walls.

Seeing Chen Baxian and the others arrive, Qi Zhangwu smiled, revealing his signature gentle smile.

"I heard about what you did at Demon Suppressing Pass. You all did exceptionally well. Commander Zhuge did not choose the wrong successor.

"And Han Zheng, I truly hadn't expected your progress to be so rapid. Once the battle for the capital is over, don't return to Demon Suppressing Pass. There will certainly be a place for you among the Six Commanders."

After exchanging greetings, Qi Zhangwu looked toward the empty capital, a cryptic smile curling at his lips. "Is Ji Yuanfang putting on an empty-city stratagem for us? Gentlemen, do you dare to enter?"

Chen Baxian and Han Zheng both smiled.

Since they had come here from Demon Suppressing Pass, even if dragon pools and tiger dens lay ahead, they would still venture through them.

Ji Yuanfang knew that he had plotted against Qi Zhangwu and intended to usurp the throne and rebel. A battle between them was bound to come sooner or later.

Qi Zhangwu and the others also knew that with Ji Yuanfang's patient and ruthless temperament, once he became Emperor of Great Zhou, they would all become rebels.

Thus, neither side had any choice. A battle was inevitable. What they were truly pitting against one another was the depth of their own strength and foundations.

Chen Baxian struck first, throwing a punch that blasted the city gate before them into fragments.

Yet strangely, not only were there no defenders atop the walls, there was not a single person within the gate either.

Once they entered the capital, they found that the entire city was sparsely populated. Streets everywhere had been sealed off; clearly, a