A Gathering of Storms

"Besides, the poison in the Corrosive Heart and Bone Powder leaves no trace. When he suddenly drops dead seven days later, it will look like his Spiritual Power has run dry and his life force has been exhausted. Who could possibly discover that we did it? Even if someone suspects us, what can they do without evidence?"

Wei Teng's eyes lit up. He gazed at his father with admiration. "Father, your plans are truly far-sighted. I'm in awe!"

"Luoyun City hasn't been peaceful lately."

Wei Changkong changed the subject. His fingers tapped lightly on the table, and his gaze grew inscrutable. "All the various factions are stirring in secret, especially the Heart of the Pill Pavilion and Myriad Treasures Tower. They've been making frequent moves lately. Xuanyuan's appearance was far too suspiciously timed. Whoever is behind him, there's no harm in crippling him first. A cripple without fangs or claws can't stir up trouble, even if he really does have some faction backing him."

"The City Lord is absolutely right."

Wei Zhong bowed. "I've already instructed Su Mei to keep him under close watch for these seven days and make sure he has no contact with the outside world. Once the seventh day comes and his Spiritual Power is gone, he'll be no different from an ordinary man. Then we can bring him back to the mansion without anyone noticing. The City Lord and Young Master can decide whether to kill him or dismember him."

"Good."

Wei Changkong nodded in satisfaction. "That woman, Su Mei, is fairly obedient. Tell her that if she handles this well, this City Lord will reward her handsomely. Give her that plot of land in the west of the city."

"Yes, sir."

The atmosphere in the Study Room grew relaxed and smug once more.

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