"Still too weak..."
Han Li could not help falling speechless at Hu Ze's Avatar's words.
"Master is already so powerful. Just what kind of grand undertaking could require even greater strength?"
After they left Flower Mountain Mine, reports from elsewhere arrived one after another. The money and cultivation provisions from across Pingzhou Prefecture flowed into Li Chen's private coffers, just as those of Beautiful Prefecture had.
By conservative estimates, Prince Yi's wealth was worth five hundred trillion. The other aristocratic clans and local magnates also paid nearly three hundred and fifty trillion in tribute to pledge allegiance and atone for their offenses, handing him another enormous windfall.
This windfall surpassed even what he had previously obtained from Prince Gong, because Prince Yi possessed more spirit materials and treasure ore, with far deeper reserves.
Hu Ze's Avatar's fearsome reputation as a master assassin also spread far and wide. Once the Rebel Kings learned how Prince Yi had been assassinated, every one of them feared for his own safety.
They could hardly be blamed for cowardice. Hu Ze's repeated successes were simply too terrifying. Even such tight military formations and thorough preparations had failed to stop him. If he really came knocking at their doors, how were they supposed to deal with him?
By now, they had begun to discern his approach. Hu Ze's method of quelling the princes' rebellion was to keep assassinating and plundering, disposing of them swiftly and cleanly.
"That wretch Hu Ze is utterly detestable! But those who kill shall themselves be killed. Since he treats us as fish on his chopping block, we can turn the tables and assassinate him, eliminating this threat once and for all!"
In the northern Capital Region, Prince Kang clenched the intelligence report his subordinate had delivered. Having learned of Prince Yi's