After a pause, Old Madam Lu continued:
"Normally, Qi Yanzhen probably wouldn't spare these wealthy merchants a glance. But things are different now. The slightest rustle of wind through the grass could plunge him beyond all redemption!
Besides, these puppets also involve people from the Rivers and Lakes.
Those martial artists who were turned into puppets held high positions, and their identities were far from ordinary.
The Rivers and Lakes and the Imperial Court are already irreconcilable enemies. If the martial artists turn on Qi Yanzhen too, things will become even livelier.
Oh, doesn't this booklet also mention Juren and Xiucai?
They're all scholars. Tomorrow, send people to contact them at the addresses listed in the booklet.
This will probably stir resentment toward the Imperial Court among those who hold scholarly degrees. We can make use of that."
"Yes."
"I'm afraid Illusion City will soon descend into chaos.
With everything Qi Yanzhen has done, he may end up sending himself to the executioner's block.
We'll just wait and see how he ends."
"I understand, Mother."
Elsewhere, when Grand Tutor Wei Ningshan saw the booklet, he spat out a mouthful of blood and toppled backward, rigid as a board. Fortunately, his eldest son, Wei Zhiwen, caught him.
The Wei Residence erupted into frantic chaos. It took quite some time before Wei Ningshan regained consciousness.
Remembering the news he had received before fainting, Wei Ningshan's eyes reddened.
The grandson he had been proudest of was gone, just like that!
The heir to their Wei Family was gone, just like that!
It felt as though someone had seized his heart in a crushing grip, the pain leaving him unable to breathe.
Wei Ningshan clutched his chest tightly, gasping for breath.
His two sons and several grandsons attended him at his bedside.
Though Wei