Fu Qiwen might have been right. The martial world ought to be thoroughly cleaned out.
Li Musheng was naturally happy to see that happen.
But he did not necessarily have to shoulder that responsibility alone.
He had always been easygoing by nature and possessed no great ambition. Yet there was no shortage of ambitious people in this world.
Whether in Great Li or other dynasties, there were quite a few old geezers like Emperor Yuanwu—brimming with ambition and full of drive. Letting them charge into battle was exactly right.
As Li Musheng pondered this, his brows gradually relaxed. He then glanced at Fu Qiwen and said:
"I can see that Lord Fu is a man who hates evil as though it were his mortal enemy."
After saying that, Li Musheng pondered briefly before calmly saying:
"How about this? Pick an auspicious day, and we'll make a trip to Falling God Peak."
Upon hearing this, Fu Qiwen remained silent. He merely narrowed his eyes at Li Musheng.
"Your Highness has decided to grant this subject's request?"
"What else did you think?"
Li Musheng raised a brow, then stood and patted Fu Qiwen's shoulder. Standing beside him, he said softly:
"I know you definitely can't make up your mind on something this major. Why not go ask His Majesty?"
At this point, Li Musheng's voice sank slightly as he continued:
"And there's only one chance. Once this is done, the Heavenly Brocade Guard will belong to me. On top of that, His Majesty must agree to one more condition of mine."
Fu Qiwen turned his head and stared at Li Musheng's young, handsome face, his gaze filled with astonishment and suspicion.
He had already explained the stakes of this matter very clearly, yet not only was the other party unmoved, he still