The other Six Fan Sect constables had no idea that Su Xin planned to make a move against the Qingcheng Sword Sect, but Huang Bingcheng knew.
Naturally, he could guess what Su Xin intended by this move.
Pinning the Qingcheng Sword Sect with a charge of colluding with the Golden Tent Khanate was pointless. The other people in the martial world wouldn't believe it, and even the Imperial Court itself wouldn't buy it.
So Su Xin had simply changed his approach. He wouldn't bring up national enmity, only personal revenge.
The Six Fan Sect constables were going to the Qingcheng Sword Sect to summon someone back to assist with an investigation. But given the sect's current state, would they really obediently follow them back to the Six Fan Sect?
The Qingcheng Sword Sect might even attack and kill them outright. After all, this would sound like the Six Fan Sect was making trouble without cause, openly insulting the sect.
Once the Qingcheng Sword Sect made a move, everything would be much easier.
Su Xin wouldn't mention the Qingcheng Sword Sect's alleged collusion with the Golden Tent Khanate at all. He would simply hold them responsible for killing Six Fan Sect constables. Wouldn't that be more than enough of an excuse to attack the sect?
Huang Bingcheng looked at the constables with sympathy. In the end, though, they would have to die as bait. Of course, there was a chance some might escape and return to Su Xin to claim their reward, but it was a very slim one.
Su Xin looked down at the crowd and said calmly, "You've all seen for yourselves. This mission is truly perilous—there's almost no chance of survival. The Qingcheng Sword Sect won't spare your lives out of regard for the Six Fan Sect. And