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Thinking of this, Xiao Yanheng frowned slightly and pursed his lips unconsciously.

Then he took out another blank sheet of paper and rewrote a more moderate but slower-acting plan.

When everything was prepared according to the established procedure, Xiao Yanheng quietly instructed his most trusted attendant to go to the destination to deliver the letter.

I hope that no matter which option I choose, I can get the other party's understanding and support...

On the other hand, compared with the Wei Dynasty, which was gradually getting back on track, the situation faced by Zhang Long was extremely bad.

At first, he tried to escape from the current predicament with a glimmer of hope, and even fantasized that he could take this opportunity to find a better home.

But as time went by, reality ruthlessly tore his dream apart, forcing the former nobleman to barely survive on inferior food such as tree roots.

Whenever night falls, several of his former loyal subordinates would sigh and complain incessantly.

With no other options, Zhang Long had to bite the bullet and seek help from Yunding Immortal, hoping to get some guidance on the next course of action.

However, just as Yunding Immortal was immersed in the thoughts brought about by the deep starry sky, his thoughts were interrupted by a sudden visitor.

The latter glared at the visitor with displeasure, not concealing his dissatisfaction. "Did you realize that just before you walked in, I was performing a very important divination ritual?"

His tone was full of dissatisfaction and blame for being interrupted.

Zhang Long, however, was no longer as easily fooled as before. He said rudely, "I don't care. When can we attack the capital now?"

At this moment, his heart was extremely anxious.

Now that his 400,000-man army had been completely annihilated, if Yunding Immortal still wanted to abandon him and save himself...

Zhang Long couldn't help but squint his eyes, and a hint of cunning and calculation flashed in his slightly shrunken eyes.

Faced with this question, Yunding Immortal waved his hand in obvious displeasure, as if trying to get rid of this trouble.

"I, the Taoist priest, have my own plans. Your impulsiveness will only cause trouble. Besides, Xiao Yanheng's condition is extremely dangerous and there is no optimism!"

But in fact, there is some key information that he did not reveal to Zhang Long, such as there is a strange lucky star that always restrains and influences the fate of the emperor.

However, Zhang Long, who knew nothing about this, became increasingly impatient and simply interrupted the other party, "I don't want to listen to these empty words! Give me a definite answer now, when will my brothers and I be able to live a peaceful life?"

His words were filled with uncontrollable anger and urgency.

After hearing this, Yunding Immortal was suddenly speechless and didn't know how to respond.

Since following this so-called "immortal", Zhang Long's admiration for him had quietly disappeared after facing countless difficulties and setbacks, and was replaced by a gradually growing idea.

Perhaps it was a wrong decision to choose to believe the Taoist's promise at that time?

Maybe I should really give up my fantasies and seek help from masters who truly master the magical powers and can solve problems. This would be more reliable.

After realizing this, although he was very angry, after weighing the pros and cons, Yunding Immortal chose to temporarily suppress his unhappiness and adopt a more gentle and considerate attitude to try to stabilize Zhang Long's emotional fluctuations.

After a long sigh, he tried his best to show enough sincerity to comfort and appease the irritable man in front of him.

Just as he finished speaking these soft words, Zhang Long just glanced at the immortal with a squint, sneered with contempt, and turned around and left without looking back.

Judging from the look in their eyes as they looked at each other, it was obvious that everyone had their own little thoughts and plans.

The above scene took place in a private residence that was luxuriously and exquisitely decorated and full of mystery.

On the other hand, after completely releasing the depression that had accumulated in his heart for a long time, Su Yuan felt a lot more relaxed.

Since there is no urgent matter waiting to be dealt with at the moment, you might as well continue studying the cultural relics from the Wei Dynasty.

Especially the set of precious bronze chimes that I bought at the auction that day, I haven’t had the chance to take a close look at it until now.

I just took advantage of the free time today to sit down and think about it carefully.

Thinking of this, Su Yuan picked up the relevant literature on ancient ritual and musical instruments and began to carefully analyze and identify the bronze ware in his hand.

As the sun sets and gradually sinks towards the horizon, the entire room is dyed with warm yellow hues.

Su Yuan finally stopped reading the literature and stretched the muscles in his shoulders and back that had become stiff and sore from maintaining a fixed posture for a long time.

After hours of diligent study, she encountered a new problem: how should she properly preserve and utilize this priceless antique?

This question made her fall into deep thought.

How about donating it to the National Museum?

This idea gradually took shape in Su Yuan's mind, and it seemed to be a permanent solution to the current dilemma.

Especially when there is no more appropriate way to deal with it in the short term, donating the jade bracelet to the National Museum free of charge does become a seemingly reasonable option.

Just as she stood up from the sofa and was about to take action, she suddenly noticed a new unread letter, which was a reply from Xiao Yanheng.

"Since the Wu family has used this as leverage to threaten you, what you need to do is completely eliminate this unfavorable situation. My suggestion is to consider mixing some replicas into your personal collection to distract attention and leverage public opinion to exert pressure."

Xiao Yanheng's opinion opened her eyes. It provided her with a new idea for the deadlock she was in.

I didn't expect Xiao Yanheng to come up with such a creative and strategic response, which really makes people admire him.

But the thought of making a fake...

This is truly an unprecedented challenge for Su Yuan.

Since childhood, the appearance of that family heirloom has long been vague in my memory.

If I could remember its appearance clearly, I wouldn't have been able to let the villain succeed.

However, if the other party wants to repeat the same trick against me next time, it won’t be so easy!

With this determination, she inadvertently crumpled the paper letter in her hand.

After realizing his unconscious behavior, he felt very guilty and embarrassed. He quickly flattened the letter and carefully put it into a special folder for safekeeping.

Then he got up and walked out of the house.

Go to the living room.

Su Yuan found that Yang Sheng was busy working among a pile of documents. In order to get him to look up and pay attention to her, she coughed lightly a few times to try to attract his attention.