"She truly was a genius." A trace of tenderness appeared in Wang Chongyang's eyes, but he quickly thought of his current state. If she found out, she would surely mock him. His brows immediately furrowed.
After hearing their account, the Sweeping Monk relaxed slightly. "So that was it. I thought..." He did not finish the rest of his sentence. Everyone present was still in shock, so no one paid attention.
"With matters here concluded, it is time for me to leave." Before departing, the Sweeping Monk pressed his palms together and bowed to Huang Shang and the others, expressing his apology.
At that moment, Zhao Gou suddenly spoke. "Since you hate those of us surnamed Zhao to the bone, why not kill him?"
Everyone followed the direction he pointed and saw Prince Yi's face change dramatically. Prince Yi had just watched the Sweeping Monk spare not even Wang Chongyang of Ghostly Villa, and he had already begun to worry. He could only pray that the monk would forget about him, yet Zhao Gou had brought him up.
Zhao Gou continued, "You should know that after I die, Prince Yi will most likely usurp the throne and become emperor. Would that not still leave the realm in the hands of our Zhao Song? What meaning would your actions today have then?" He was, after all, a hero of his generation. Though he had suffered a crushing defeat, the moment he regained his senses, he saw the opportunity. He wanted to drive a wedge between the Sweeping Monk and Prince Yi. Even if he died, he would drag Prince Yi down with him!
The Sweeping Monk shook his head slightly. "It would be better if he lived."
"Why?" Zhao Gou was alarmed and hurriedly asked.
"There is still a Crown Prince in