The emperor faked his death? Never mind, I will ascend the throne directly!

Aimu spoke straight to the point, his tone cold, his lips trembling slightly with excitement.

The old man stroked his beard, his cloudy eyes began to clear as he said:

"Well...what the girl asked is a huge secret."

He paused, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, but did not drink it. Instead, he spit the tea back into the cup. This strange behavior made Aimu feel a little nauseous.

"The Yiwu people have guarded a secret for generations, a secret about treasure."

The old man finally spoke, his voice hoarse:

"It is said that this treasure is as rich as a country, enough to turn a beggar into an emperor."

Aimu's heart moved: his father had never told him about the treasure, not even a word on his deathbed.

The Yiwu people have always made a living by raising livestock and have simple customs. It was difficult for her to associate them with the treasure that was rich enough to rival a country.

"The King of Northern Frontier wants to get this treasure."

The old man continued, his tone full of sarcasm.

"He wiped out the entire Yiwu clan just to force them to reveal the whereabouts of the treasure."

"Did he find it?" Aimu asked.

The old man shook his head.

"The Yiwu people would rather die than surrender, and no one is willing to reveal the whereabouts of the treasure."

"Ultimately, the secret of the treasure was lost in the long river of history along with their demise."

Aimu was silent. She originally thought that the King of Northern Frontier only wanted to expand his territory, but she didn't expect that there was such a reason behind it.

"The King of Northern Frontier is very powerful." The old man suddenly said, breaking the silence.

"His army is well-trained and well-equipped, and he himself is a skilled martial artist."

"There are even rumors that this Northern Frontier King has the ability to catch blades with his bare hands and is invulnerable to swords and spears!"

Aimu's heart trembled. The old man would not mention this for no reason. He must have something else to say.

"My dear girl, I advise you not to provoke the King of Northern Frontier easily, otherwise..."

The old man did not continue speaking, but the warning in his words was self-evident.

Aimu sneered, drew out his scimitar and said:

"My Yiwu people have lived in peace for generations, yet he wiped out our clan. I will not be a human being until I avenge this!"

"The hatred of killing my father and annihilating my clan is irreconcilable!"

The old man looked at Aimu with admiration in his eyes, but also with worry, and continued:

"Girl, your courage is commendable, but you must act within your capabilities. The King of Northern Frontier is not so easy to deal with."

"With just you, you can't even get close to him, let alone kill him!"

"I have my own plans."

In Aimu's heart, there is no point in her living as long as the King of Northern Frontier is not dead.

The old man sighed and stopped trying to dissuade her. Some things, once decided, are difficult to turn back.

"Girl, since you insist on doing this, I will not try to dissuade you any further."

"However, I can tell you a secret that may be able to help you."

The old man chuckled, took out a parchment scroll from his arms and handed it to Aimu.

Aimu took the scroll, looked at the old man in confusion and asked, "What is this?"

"This is a map passed down from generation to generation by the Yiwu people. It marks the burial location of the treasure," the old man explained.

Ayimu was shocked: How could this old man have such a thing? Is he also from the Yiwu tribe? Or...

"Girl, don't be nervous. I got this map from a survivor of the Yiwu tribe."

"When he was dying, he gave the map to me."

"I just hope that one day I can find this treasure, and I hope it can help you."

The old man slowly swung his teacup and said:

"However, I must remind you that the place where this treasure is hidden is extremely secretive."

"There are many traps and dangers all around. It's very dangerous for you to go alone. You must be careful."

Aimu nodded solemnly, bowed and said, "Thank you, old man."

"Girl, there is one more thing." The old man suddenly said.

"The King of Northern Frontier has a mysterious military advisor by his side. This person is resourceful and unfathomable."

"Also, it is said that he practices Western magic and can see the past and the future. You must be careful and vigilant."

Aimu kept the old man's warning in mind. This road of revenge might cost her life, but she would never back down.

After returning to the restaurant, he threw himself on the bed and scratched his hair in annoyance.

The King of Northern Frontier wants the treasure, and she also wants the treasure, so that they can rebuild the Yiwu tribe. But what if Li Chengfeng also wants this treasure?

She took out the parchment scroll from her bosom. The route on the map was as complicated as a maze, and the densely packed text was like a heavenly book. She couldn't understand a single word.

"Damn it! What the hell is this!" Aimu cursed and threw the scroll to the ground.

This is not a treasure map at all, it's clearly a graffiti!

She felt like a fool. Not only was she cheated out of her money, but she was also fooled around by a stinky old man.

The next morning, Ayimu changed into men's clothes, hid the treasure map close to her body, and left the restaurant.

......

At the same time, in the Northern Frontier King's hall, a trembling soldier knelt on the ground and stammered:

"Report... report to the king, the assassins chasing... hunting down Aimu... have failed again!"

"I found her in... the oasis, but she ran away. She... she disappeared..."

Before he finished speaking, a jade bead that the Northern Frontier King was playing with flew out of his hand and hit the soldier right between the eyebrows. The soldier fell down without a sound.

"Trash! A bunch of trash!" the King of Northern Frontier roared.

"A bunch of grown men, but you can't even catch a woman! What use do I have for you?!"

He stood up suddenly and kicked over the table in front of him, and the delicacies on it fell to the ground.

"Pass the order down! All soldiers involved in the pursuit of Aimu will be killed if they can't find her within three days!"

The military advisor standing aside still looked calm.

"Your Majesty, please calm down." The military advisor spoke slowly.

"Ayimu is just a woman. Even if she escapes, she won't amount to anything."

"In my opinion, the most likely place she is headed is the Valley of Death, once the holy land of the Yiwu people."

"Death Valley?" The King of Northern Frontier frowned and said:

"That place is extremely dangerous. What is she doing there?"