The Emperor and His Ministers

Night, Di Residence.

In the east wing, Yuan Tiangang lay quietly on the bed.

"Creak!"

Suddenly, the door opened, and Di Renjie entered, carrying a cup of wine.

Yuan Tiangang struggled to sit up. "Has my time finally come?"

Di Renjie set the wine on the table. "It would be best if you died quietly like this. It would be good for His Majesty, and good for the world!"

Looking at the poisoned wine before him, Yuan Tiangang gave a bitter smile. "With my injuries, I probably would not have lived much longer anyway!

"When a man is about to die, his words are kind. Di Renjie, do you think Wu Zhou will be safe just because you destroyed Serpent Spirit?

"Heh. Though I did not uncover any useful information, I did learn some things.

"After making my deductions, Big Dipper Pavilion is the true colossal force.

"Heh, Li Xiao... is he really Li Xiao?"

Only after watching Yuan Tiangang drink the poisoned wine did Di Renjie relax. Yet he was even more perplexed. Who exactly was Li Xiao?!

He believed that Yuan Tiangang now felt nothing but hatred toward Li Xiao, so he would not deceive him.

"Guards, dig a pit and bury Yuan Tiangang. He was a great tyrant of his generation, after all!"

"Yes!"

What Di Renjie did not know was that not long after the grave had been filled, the mound of earth began to stir.

Then a ghostly voice rang out. "Heh, how interesting!

"Your Majesty Taizong, you must be very gratified to have such worthy ministers."

Di Renjie returned to the side room. On the paper on the table were written: Big Dipper Pavilion—Hidden Spirit—Li Xiao. Strange, strange, strange!

He was so deep in thought that he did not even notice Li