After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

"Behind the high walls of the imperial court, there are people willing to get involved in the turbulent waves of the martial arts world. Does this mean that the imperial court has a new plan?" There was a hint of amusement in He Yue's voice.

Cui Rong shook her head slightly. Her voice was clear and firm: "This is not the imperial court's instruction, but my personal choice."

Jiang Zhen stood aside at the right time, supporting Cui Rongrong in an almost brotherly manner: "Miss Cui is not only my best friend, but also the initiator of this request. Pavilion Master He, for my sake, can you fulfill this matter and sell the weapons to Miss Cui?"

His words revealed an unquestionable sincerity: "Whether it is a huge sum of silver or rare materials, I will take care of everything. If anything unexpected happens, I, Jiang Zhen, am willing to shoulder all the responsibilities."

He Yue waved his hand, seemingly unconcerned about such a promise: "I didn't refuse. Moreover, this batch of weapons is for the purpose of stabilizing the border. There is no need to mention the money. Just deliver the top-grade steel needed to forge the weapons."

"As for the weapons, I will arrange it as soon as possible. Once there is any progress, I will notify you two immediately." He Yue promised.

Cui Rongrong was satisfied with this. Before leaving, she carefully gave He Yue a few more instructions, and then left side by side with Jiang Zhen, leaving only the heavy silver and a bottle of mysterious potion in He Yue's hand.

He looked at the direction where the two disappeared, muttering, "The official's daughter is connected with the people of Jianghu. This world is really becoming more and more interesting..."

The night was as dark as ink. Cui Rong and Jiang Zhen walked through the dimly lit streets and stopped in front of the gate of Cui's mansion.

"I have already made all the arrangements that Mr. Jiang asked me to do. Please be careful on your way." Cui Rong's voice was gentle and calm.

Jiang Zhen responded with a faint smile: "I am grateful for Miss Cui's help again. However, this matter is closely related to the safety of the border. Miss, don't you want to take this opportunity to hear Mu Fan's opinion?"

Cui Rongrong did not answer immediately. Her eyes were deep, as if she was thinking about the deeper meaning of Jiang Zhen's words.

In fact, she did plan to look for Mu Fan after parting with Jiang Zhen, but she didn't expect Jiang Zhen to reveal her plan.

"Master Jiang is indeed very observant." Cui Rongrong's face returned to calm. "In that case, Master Jiang, please lead the way. I am not familiar with Mu Fan's hiding place."

Jiang Zhen's smile was somewhat gentle and elegant: "It is my honor to serve Miss Cui."

The two came to a hidden hut in the city. It was even more humble than Mu Fan’s previous residence. Under the moonlight, the hole in the roof was particularly eye-catching.

Cui Rongrong looked at the dilapidated scene and couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for Mu Fan.

This former frontier nobleman lived such a poor life in the Central Plains in order to avoid the eyes of the world.

They jumped into the yard silently, and Mu Fan in the house was awakened by the sudden noise.

He sat up slowly and cautiously, his hand already touching the short blade hidden under the pillow. Only after he recognized that it was Cui Rongrong's voice did his tense body gradually relax.

"Mr. Mu doesn't seem to be in deep sleep. Could you please open the door?" Cui Rongrong's voice was particularly clear in the night.

Mu Fan hesitated for a moment, and finally, considering Cui Rongrong's ability, he reluctantly got up and opened the door.

Outside the door, Cui Rong and Jiang Zhen stood side by side, and Mu Fan stepped aside to let them enter the house.

"I haven't seen you two for a long time. You came to visit me so late at night. I think you must have a new mission."

Facing Mu Fan's dissatisfaction, Cui Rong responded with a smile: "We are well aware of your displeasure. Don't worry, we won't let you take risks again this time, but there are some questions that need your answers."

Mu Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't have to take any risks himself.

"Miss Cui, feel free to ask."

"I want to know how many martial arts forces have been won over by the border so far? How do you deal with those who are unwilling to cooperate?"

Mu Fan confessed: "We have had contact with all the big sects in the martial arts world."

He shrugged helplessly, "Unfortunately, there are very few companies willing to cooperate, only five or six so far."

"As for those who are stubborn, we have no choice but to use some special means to deal with them." There was an imperceptible heaviness in his words.

Cui Rongrong's eyes turned cold: "Your leader's methods are still cruel. If he can't get it, he will choose to destroy it."

Mu Fan looked into her eyes and couldn't help but tremble slightly: "That was the leader's decision, Miss Cui, please don't blame others!"

"I have become half disabled because of you. It's time to stop!" He stared at Cui Rong nervously, fearing that she would suddenly attack.

"I know my limits, and I know my grievances." Cui Rongrong's tone was calm, but it was cold. "I'm more curious about what your next plan is. The turmoil on the border has made the people living on the border live in dire straits. I guess there is a secret order asking you to cooperate with them, right?"

Mu Fan nodded slightly and handed over a letter. His face showed no guilt for being disloyal to Bian Jiang, only calmness.

"The chief's intentions are all in the letter. Miss Cui will know it at a glance."

Cui Rong's eyes dimmed. She unfolded the letter, and the first thing that caught her eye was those shocking big words - "Quickly eliminate the Xiao father and daughter."

She was about to ask when she heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

When Mu Fan heard the voice, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly warned in a low voice: "You two, hide quickly! The leader's men are coming!"

Cui Rongrong and Jiang Zhen exchanged a tacit look, then jumped lightly onto the roof beam. However, the old beam seemed to be unable to bear the weight of the two people, and made a creaking sound, which made people worry about their safety.

Even though there was an undercurrent of uneasiness in his heart, Mu Fan knew that every second counted and he had no time to think about anything else.

The noise outside the door was accompanied by a violent bang, and the door shattered.

The arrival was aggressive and with an air of arrogance; their footsteps echoed in the empty hall.

Mu Fan remained calm, his eyes lightly glancing at the two people hiding on the beam, a hint of worry hidden in that subtle movement.

Then, he frowned, stared at the uninvited guests with a sharp gaze, and said in a cold voice, "Are all your hands broken? Don't you even know the most basic etiquette of knocking?"

One of them stood tall and straight, his face revealing a bit of the arrogance of a Central Plains noble. He held his head high and said with anger in his tone, "Although I have lived in the Central Plains for a long time, as the son of the Prime Minister, I am not someone you can treat lightly!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the laughter around them was sharp and piercing.

One of them stood out in particular. His face was full of ridicule and sneer, and his laughter was full of contempt. "If you were in the frontier, you might still be able to enjoy that nobility, but in this land of Central Plains, who would buy into your account and give you a bit of face?"