"I don't believe there are this many coincidences in the world."
"Consort Meiyu knew about my impersonation of 'Qing.'"
"But why did she still pretend not to know and send people to the Jiang Dynasty to retrieve the Heavenly Lotus for me?"
Zeng Anmin gazed calmly at the moonlit sky, an eerie gleam flickering in his eyes.
"Precisely because of Qing's identity."
"Since she knew he was Li Jian's lackey, if I were someone from the Imperial Court, I would definitely..."
He cast a casual glance at Bai Ziqing.
Seeing Zeng Anmin's look, Bai Ziqing broke into a grin. "Hehe."
Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched.
"I would definitely be like him—go to Meiyu Tower with the force of thunder and tear it down."
"But instead, what she received was not the Imperial Court's thunderous wrath."
"It was Qing's order."
"So she must have guessed that someone had discovered Duke Ning's secret letter but had not handed it over to the Imperial Court."
"Instead, they had made use of it themselves."
"That was excellent news, whether for her or for the Fu Sect Master she had latched onto."
"So now, there were two paths before them."
"First, follow this lead, retrieve the Heavenly Lotus, and kill me while I was taking it."
"Second, cooperate with me. They needed the Imperial Court's influence."
Zeng Anmin drew a deep breath.
"Clearly, when I retrieved the Heavenly Lotus, everything was exceptionally calm."
"There was no danger whatsoever."
"So their choice was obvious."
Zeng Anmin slowly lifted his head and looked at Bai Ziqing, a trace of mockery in his voice.
"They want to cooperate with me."
Bai Ziqing froze. "Who wants to cooperate with you?"
"You'll know in a few days."
Zeng Anmin waved a hand, having no intention of telling Bai Ziqing the