"Since that's settled, let's make it official!" Gao Bufan was not one to dither and made his decision at once.
"Then please deploy all your informants, Gao Family Head. Once there's news of Mingyou Valley, we'll act immediately. For now, we'll begin preparations and be ready to carry out the assassination at any moment."
"Easily done. I'll make the arrangements right away."
"Oh, Gao Family Head, there's one more thing." Tang Yan hurriedly stopped Gao Bufan and added, "This ambush must leave neither gods nor ghosts any the wiser. Ideally, we should frame a few families!"
"Frame them?" Gao Bufan stared at Tang Yan, his eyes wide. If they could carry out this assassination without being discovered, that alone would be cause to burn incense in thanks. Framing someone would probably be harder than climbing to heaven.
He immediately gave a wry smile. "You must be joking, Young Master Tang. Framing someone would probably be harder than simply killing Mingyou Valley's people, wouldn't it?"
"If the plan is ingenious enough, who could spot so much as a spider's thread or a horse's track?" Tang Yan leaned close to Gao Bufan's ear and explained quietly, "Investigate the Zhong Family's experts thoroughly. Look into their Martial Skills, styles, and identities, then send out similar experts from our side. During the fight, give them a little guidance..."
Tang Yan stopped there, but what he meant to say next was self-evident.
As the head of a family, Gao Bufan was naturally no fool. A mere hint was enough for him to understand.
His eyes lit up. As long as they let one insignificant person escape and return, they could steer this flood of trouble straight toward the Zhong Family!
Thinking of how the Zhong Family, which had fought their Gao Family openly and in