Assassination Plan

Assassination, assassination, and more assassination.

No matter how absurd.

No matter how laughable, how far-fetched, how impossible the plans were, no matter how much they made Liu Baiyuan want to break character, the dozen or so crudely made assassination plans slammed down on the other side were rushed into action as if to bolster courage and vent frustration.

Let alone Liu Baiyuan.

Even Guo Decheng, a killer boss with exceptional insight, couldn't stop laughing while doing the first round of translation and polishing. Even without their groups secretly monitoring, these frogs in a well trying to assassinate Immortal Master Lan Yi would probably not even get past the outermost Qi Cultivation Practitioner sentries.

These ordinary people who didn't understand Martial Arts had no idea.

Even a Qi Cultivation Practitioner.

Their reaction speed, observation skills, and perception abilities, their grasp of subtle micro-expressions and instinctive bodily changes in an ordinary person, were on par with high-precision cameras.

With just a little training.

Even through a wall, or from a hundred meters away, the sentries composed of Qi Cultivation Practitioners, while seemingly full of loopholes, were actually watertight. For an era with backward attack methods and single assassination tools, such superhuman security measures meant that any attacker would only have one outcome: death!

"Alright, that's all they have... plans." Liu Baiyuan finished the eavesdropping.

"Let that foreign woman in," Guo Decheng said, having simultaneously completed the translation and polishing. He had studied abroad and knew some foreign languages, but he hadn't systematically learned them, so it was safer to have a foreigner look it over.

"Aren't we going to process these first, just show them to her directly?"

Liu Baiyuan frowned. Although it was said that the foreign woman and the Immortal Master were a fleeting couple, showing her these assassination plans for Immortal Master Lan Yi directly might not be appropriate.

Guo Decheng let out a cold laugh.

"Heh, people from the Martial Arts World really have a narrow view."

"You..."

"We've worked together under the Immortal Master. I ask you, did the Immortal Master really get intimate with them?"

"Of course not." Liu Baiyuan immediately shook his head.

Anyone who had personally met Lan Yi would not believe that such a god-like, demon-like, power-controlling, calm, and rational man could be a playboy. Immortal Master Lan Yi's essence was actually very clear: to become stronger, purer than any practitioner, unmoved by external things, but rather to utilize external things as aids to become stronger!

"Since that's not the case, why hasn't the Immortal Master said anything more about it?"

"... I await your guidance, Brother Wang." Liu Baiyuan pondered for a moment and cupped his fists.

"Women, especially arrogant foreign women, the less you treat them as equals and the more you make them kneel and look up to you, the more devoted they will be. They admire strength."

Guo Decheng said with a cold smile.

This assassin boss never believed in love, even though he had a charming and gentle female disciple. He had seen too many dead people; compared to death, love was nothing.

Although Liu Baiyuan was a martial artist who walked the jianghu, his values were still within the normal range. He found these statements, which were shocking for this era, that devalued emotions to the dirt and promoted dominance through strength, somewhat difficult to accept.

But based on his observations.

What Guo Decheng said seemed to be correct.

However, if that were the case, wouldn't people be no different from beasts?

Liu Baiyuan remained silent. Guo Decheng had already stood up, opened the door, and gone downstairs. After a short while, he returned with a foreign beauty in a high-necked dress, with a cold and stunning appearance, a plump figure, and eyes that looked like heavy smoky makeup or dark circles. The woman came in without any pleasantries and, as before, took the plan to revise it.

Although she had a hot figure and a cold demeanor, Liu Baiyuan and Guo Decheng's eyes remained honest.

The reason was simple.

Ms. Philia was the first reporter to interview Immortal Master Lan Yi.

Anyone who had witnessed Lan Yi's incredible divine power would not dare to challenge whether he had any particular fastidiousness. There were plenty of women in the world; there was no need to risk their lives over a foreign woman who had allegedly had an intimate encounter with the Immortal Master.

Moreover, Philia was very capable.

She was at least much more capable than her incompetent, useless husband. In this era where women's talents were not valued, she had easily organized a group of people in the concession to serve the one she cherished most in her heart. Among these people was her equally infatuated and shrewd daughter.

Like the two martial artists, Philia, upon seeing the humorous assassination plan, couldn't help but laugh.

"They will never succeed."

"This is garbage."

"They have no idea how strong Lan truly is. His strength is as profound as his soul, and his body is as wild."

Even so, Philia still completed the revision.

Her emerald-like eyes held deep disdain and annoyance. On this plan filled with stupidity and idiocy, she saw her incompetent husband's plan. This genius actually wanted her to smother Lan Yi with a pillow and then assassinate him with a dagger. For this, he would once again endure humiliation and willingly offer his wife.

A dagger?

Was that a prop for foreplay?

Lan Yi's muscles were harder and hotter than any dagger.

What's more, Lan Yi had demonstrated magical powers far exceeding those of firearms in front of their mother and daughter.

"Alright, that's all for today, Madam. We will escort you home." Guo Decheng's gaze remained polite as he prepared to end the day's work.

"Wait a moment. I have a secret letter. Please deliver it to Lan for me." Philia took out a letter from her sleeve.

"But we can't just request an audience with the Immortal Master." Liu Baiyuan's mind hadn't caught up yet.

"He will see you."

The cool, beautiful woman showed a hint of a thawing smile, but it was immediately followed by a flicker of apprehension and insecurity. Her mature face was filled with the same scattered thoughts as a young girl sending a love letter, wondering if the recipient would care, if they had her in their heart. After all, he was a rising Divine Emperor.

This secret letter was successfully delivered to Lan Yi's desk that night.

Lan Yi didn't show much reaction. He verbally praised the results of their work, deeming it a worthwhile effort since he personally guided their Enlightenment and Qi Opening.

A shared thought crossed Liu Baiyuan and Guo Decheng's minds simultaneously.

The Immortal Master Lan Yi truly cared about Philia.

By the time Lan Yi opened the secret letter, the sky was nearing dawn.

The content of the secret letter wasn't the passionate emotions of a beautiful woman he had expected, nor was it unrestrained desire, nor the bold and unrestrained invitations unique to Western women.

Its content was simple. Since Lan Yi planned to head north the day after tomorrow, the fleet arriving the next day would surely have a solution. She hoped to have the opportunity to record Lan Yi's future great achievements, believing that people both inside and outside Star Han would be extremely interested in interviewing for such a record.

Of course, if Lan Yi needed it, she could inquire about all news regarding the approaching Punishment Fleet.

The letter was signed, Madam Philia and her daughter.

"If all the secret letters they send are like this, I'll be much more at ease," Lan Yi said, genuinely impressed by her shrewdness and diligence.