Jiang Changsheng asked, "What was Ziyu's attitude after he learned of it?"
He and Hua Jian Xin were in the room, shielded by spiritual power, so they did not fear the disciples outside overhearing them.
Worry covered Hua Jian Xin's face as she said, "He was unmoved. He said there was no need to concern ourselves with the Jin Dynasty. Great Jing's current target is Gu Han. We should swallow Gu Han first before discussing anything else."
Jiang Changsheng smiled. "Good. Neither angered nor flustered—this is the emperor of our Great Jing. You need not worry either. With me in the capital, no one can kill Ziyu. The other side may be deliberately provoking Great Jing."
Hua Jian Xin found that reasonable. If Great Jing flew into a rage now and insisted on marching against the Jin Dynasty, they would instead sink into a quagmire.
She continued, "Recently, the White-Clothed Guard discovered that experts from every dynasty had infiltrated Great Jing. They seemed to be searching for something and had not involved themselves in the conflicts of the martial world."
After pondering for a moment, Jiang Changsheng said, "Perhaps they came searching for rare treasures of the Thirteen Provinces. Without the Great Vehicle Dragon Tower deterring the sects of every dynasty, their courage naturally grew. Great Jing has me, but only me. No matter how strong I am, I cannot stand guard over every corner of the Thirteen Provinces."
Hua Jian Xin asked curiously, "Are the Thirteen Provinces' treasures truly so extraordinary? I heard that the White-Clothed Guard seized an unusual treasure last year. After handing it over to Ziyu, there was no more news of it."
Jiang Changsheng smiled. "Ziyu is the emperor, after all. How could he tell you and me everything? Let him handle it."
He was