That could kill you."

"Elder Bai, now that there is no secret book, it doesn't matter to me whether Feng Yuanqing ascends to that position or not." A sarcastic smile appeared on Sang Min's lips, "And Feng Yuanqing is not worthy of being a Shang.

The crown prince of the Zhou Dynasty, I just want Feng Wenhuo to pay a price. He has suppressed my Wu clan for so many years. How could I let go of such a good opportunity!"

Elder Bai looked at Sang Min, his eyes full of worry: "Sang Min, you have to remember that in everything you do, you must put the overall situation first."

"I understand, now that there is no secret book, as long as I get the witch seal, I will be the witch king. At that time, I will let the two old guys Feng Wenhuo and Sheng Lixin see how the country they conquered was destroyed by himself.

It’s in my grandson’s hand.” Sang Min’s eyes flashed with satisfaction.

"Sang Min..." Elder Bai stopped talking.

Sang Min turned around: "Elder Bai, just say what you have to say, don't worry too much."

Elder Bai sighed: "Sang Min, the Wu Clan can no longer afford the trouble. The elders agreed that you should inherit the position of the Witch King because you are a collateral bloodline, coupled with your talents and abilities, but you must understand that the survival of the Wu Clan

It’s not just about your honor and disgrace.”

"Elder Bai, I know what you elders are thinking." Sang Min snorted coldly, "I tell you, the survival of the Witch Clan not only depends on who is the successor of the Witch King, but more importantly, whether the Witch King has

That ability can lead the tribe to glory. How useful can blood be? Only successful rulers can bring greater benefits to the tribe. Don’t you understand this?"

Elder Bai was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head: "I can't refute what you said, but you have to remember that you are a member of the Wu Clan. You must always remember what your mission is, and don't ruin it for personal feelings.

The foundation and belief of the Wu clan for thousands of years."

"Elder Bai!" Sang Min's tone was a little excited, "How can I do this for my own selfish desires?"

Elder Bai closed his eyes and stopped talking. The room was so quiet that you could almost hear a pin drop.

After a long while, Sang Min took a deep breath and said, "Elder Bai, I don't want to argue with you about this. If you don't have any other instructions, just step aside."

"Okay." Elder Bai stood up and said before leaving, "Sang Min, if you really want to do something for the witch clan, get the witch seal back first."

Sang Min smiled coldly and said nothing.

After Elder Bai left the room, Sang Min looked at the scenery outside the window, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes.

He wants to obtain the witch seal, he wants the entire Shangzhou Dynasty to become a dependency of the witch clan, he wants to control everyone's lives and make everyone tremble under the feet of the witch clan.

Sheng Zhiyao was sitting in the room, surrounded by four maids with plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums.

"How is Mei'er doing at Tianxiang Pavilion recently?"

"Miss, everything is ready and can be opened at any time."

"Okay! We will open tomorrow and prepare the entrance gift to make it grander."

"Okay! I'll make arrangements right away." Meier stood up and as soon as she took a step, she heard a rapid knock on the door from outside.

She quickly ran over and opened the door, only to see Sheng Hangu hurried into the house.

"Sister, I found it, I found it."

"Third brother, what did you find?" Sheng Zhiyao frowned and looked at Sheng Hangu, "Please be more clear."

"I found a shop on Pingle Street."

Sheng Zhiyao's eyes lit up: "Is it close to Tianxiang Pavilion?"

Sheng Hangu gasped: "It's just a few shops away from our Tianxiang Pavilion."

"Are you sure?" Sheng Zhiyao's eyes flashed with excitement.

"Yes, sister, I searched for a long time and finally found an empty shop."

"That's great." Sheng Zhiyao clapped her hands, unable to hide the excitement on her face, but suddenly she felt something was wrong, "Third brother, is this shop empty?"

Sheng Hangu nodded: "Yes, the owner of this shop is an old man, he looks to be in his fifties or sixties. He said that he planned to leave this shop to his grandson, but his grandson didn't want to do business, so he wanted to sell it.

Then I asked him to sell it to me."

"What's this old man's name?" Sheng Zhiyao asked.

"have no idea."

When Sheng Zhiyao heard this, she frowned, her eyes changing unpredictably.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Sheng Hangu felt worried when he saw Sheng Zhiyao's uncertain expression.

"Third brother, how much does he plan to sell this shop for?"

Sheng Hangu hesitated for a moment: "One hundred taels of gold."

"This is really difficult." Sheng Zhiyao muttered to herself.

"Sister, what's wrong? You think it's expensive? It's a three-story shop. Although it's not as big as Tianxiang Pavilion, it has a small backyard."

Sheng Zhiyao raised his head and looked at Sheng Hangu with complicated eyes: "Third brother, is this store too cheap?"

"Ah? You think it's cheap?" Sheng Hangu was stunned, "Does my sister have other plans?"

"Third brother, do you know where this old man comes from?"

"have no idea."

A flash of light flashed in Sheng Zhiyao's eyes: "Then you should remember what this old man looks like, right?"

"Um."

"Then this old man has a long beard, a tall build, and looks like an old naughty boy, right?"

"How do you know?"

"This old man's grandson is about fourteen or fifteen years old. He is handsome and slender. He is dressed in a purple robe and has a handsome demeanor. He is easily liked by girls. The most important thing is that he has a pair of strange eyes, right?"

When Sheng Hangu heard this, he froze in place and rolled his eyes: "Sister, do you know her?"

Sheng Zhiyao raised her lips and chuckled: "Third brother, how long are you going to keep pretending? How much benefit did Feng Yuanchen and Grandpa Huang give you? Such a big shop charges you one hundred taels of gold?"

Sheng Hangu smiled sheepishly: "Isn't it free of charge? Besides, what's his is yours."

"Okay, Third Brother, you don't need to explain. His things belong to him, so I don't care about them." Sheng Zhiyao interrupted Sheng Hangu, "You only need to answer me, what is the value of his shop?

One hundred taels of gold?"

Sheng Hangu nodded: "It's worth it, of course it's worth it. It's worth every penny."

Sheng Zhiyao's lips slightly raised: "That's good."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving Sheng Hangu with his back.

Feng Yuanchen was walking in the courtyard when he suddenly heard a knocking sound. Following the sound, he looked over and saw Sheng Zhiyao building a ladder and shouting towards him: "Feng Yuanchen, if you want to deliver the shop, just deliver it.

Don't drag my brother along with you to lie to me."

Feng Yuanchen's mouth twitched and he walked slowly towards the ladder: "Sheng Hangu is really unreliable."

Sheng Zhiyao rolled her eyes: "With your calculations, do you think I'm stupid?"

Feng Yuanchen touched his nose: "I don't want to lie to you, I really have no choice."

Sheng Zhiyao curled her lips: "If you don't want to lie to me, why do you want one hundred taels of gold?"

"That's because..." Feng Yuanchen paused and suddenly asked with a smile, "Come here and I'll sit down with you and talk."

"You have a beautiful idea." Sheng Zhiyao refused unceremoniously.

Feng Yuanchen looked hurt: "Zhiyao, I want to give it to you, will you take it?"

"don't want."

Feng Yuanchen sighed: "Oh, that's it."

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