"You scoundrel, who told you to do this!"
Minister Li's voice was icy as he slapped Li Xiao across the face, the blow seemingly without restraint, filled with anger.
Li Xiao, dazed and wronged, exclaimed, "I didn't know! He's the Prince of Beicheng. If I had known he was the Prince of Beicheng, I wouldn't have acted directly!"
"If you had acted, I wouldn't blame you. But why did you steal my token and mobilize the army without authorization? Do you know that is a crime punishable by extermination of the ninth generation!" Minister Li said coldly, "If this matter reaches the Heavenly Emperor's ears, my Li family will surely not escape disaster!"
"Didn't the Prince of Beicheng just say? This matter ends here. He shouldn't report it!"
Li Xiao spoke, his expression serious.
"Now that you've been caught red-handed, how can I establish myself in court in the future?"
Minister Li said coldly, "You have truly disappointed me with such actions!"
Li Xiao felt a sense of helplessness. He was originally a decadent young master, and he hadn't expected things to escalate to this point, catching him off guard.
After leaving the tea house, Lu Fan and Beichen did not depart. Instead, they went to another restaurant in the black market and silently observed every movement within the tea house.
"I can confirm that there is the aura of the Hell Dynasty within the tea house!" Lu Fan's expression was solemn. "This is not a good thing. You should know that if the Minister of War is involved with the Hell Dynasty, it will be a catastrophe for the entire Heavenly Court."
"I naturally know this!"
Beichen nodded slightly, his expression grave. Even he had not expected the situation to be this serious.
"The next step is to wait!"
Lu Fan narrowed his eyes. "As long as we can catch Minister Li's dealings with the man in black, we can convict him and also find out the person behind it!"
Beichen nodded seriously as well, his concern for the matter deepening.
"But speaking of which, we have already alerted them today. I wonder if Minister Li will be on guard!" Lu Fan frowned, his expression becoming even more serious.
"That's not necessarily true. Although we caused a scene there, it might actually be a better cover. After all, if we truly wanted to investigate him, we wouldn't make a big fuss!" Prince Beichen smiled.
Lu Fan also nodded. What Prince Beichen said made sense.
As they were talking, a figure suddenly appeared outside the tea house and headed inside.
"Isn't that Feilong!"
Beichen frowned. "Why is he here at the tea house? Could the person behind this be my fifth brother?"
Feilong was a trusted subordinate of the Prince of Beihai. His sudden appearance at the tea house was quite unusual.
Inside the tea house, Feilong cupped his hands to the Minister of War. "My Lord Minister, my prince requests your presence!"
The Minister of War quickly nodded, not daring to delay in the slightest. He had always been close to the Prince of Beihai, and their interactions were frequent. He could be considered the Prince of Beihai's confidant.
After the Minister of War left, Lu Fan relaxed his brows. If this was true, then everything seemed to make sense, yet he felt the matter was not as simple as it appeared.
As the night deepened, Lu Fan remained hidden, quietly waiting. As long as he could find the aura of the Hell Dynasty, all the mysteries could be solved.
As night fell, a dark figure indeed appeared, transforming into a gust of wind in an instant and entering the tea house, appearing like a ghost.
Lu Fan controlled the Bagua Disk, which began to vibrate. A hint of joy flashed in Lu Fan's eyes. "It seems my guess was correct. This person has taken the bait!"
"He's really here?" Beichen also nodded slightly, a cold glint in his eyes. He wanted to see who this man in black was.
"Don't act rashly yet. We must not alert him!" Lu Fan reminded. "I have set up a net within this tea house. Even if he wants to leave, he may not be able to escape!"
"That would be for the best!" Beichen nodded solemnly, appearing eager.
The eight thousand Black Armored Guards died because of the Heavenly Mandate, and it was all because of the Hell Dynasty. If they could capture this man in black, they could expose the mastermind. This would naturally be ideal.
After the formation was set up, Lu Fan and Beichen instantly moved, stepping into the tea house.
Inside the tea house, several waiters saw the figures of Lu Fan and the others and quickly knelt down, not daring to show any disrespect. They clearly remembered that Beichen was a prince and possessed an extraordinary aura.
However, at this moment, a figure suddenly emerged from a private room within the tea house. This person was the Prince of Beihai, with the Minister of War beside him. "Why have you come here?"
Facing this question, Beichen frowned. "Why can't I come?"
"Prince Beichen and the King of the Northwest visit late at night. May I ask the reason?" the Minister of War asked with a smile.
"I'm afraid you know better than us!" Lu Fan said softly. "Minister of War, you have quite the audacity to collude with people from the Hell Dynasty!"
"King of the Northwest, do not slander me. Although you are favored by the Heavenly Emperor, is it not too much to slander me like this!" the Minister of War said coldly.
Lu Fan smiled slightly. "It seems you want to refute, or perhaps you simply refuse to admit it. However, I have already gathered enough evidence. Even if you don't want to admit it, you probably can't explain yourself clearly!"
"Prince of Beihai, I was invited by you to attend your banquet, and then I invited you to my tea house for tea. How am I colluding with the Hell Dynasty?" the Minister of War cupped his hands and said, "The King of the Northwest is clearly framing me and deliberately targeting the Prince of Beihai!"
The Prince of Beihai frowned, his gaze falling upon Lu Fan. "What evidence do you have to prove that the Minister of War is involved with people from Hell?"
"Whether I have evidence or not is irrelevant to the Prince of Beihai. The Prince of Beihai should not get involved, lest you cause unnecessary trouble!" Lu Fan shrugged. "After all, this matter has far-reaching implications!"
"Ridiculous! I am a prince, am I not allowed to question you?" Beichen said coldly. "Do not think that becoming the King of the Northwest makes you arrogant. As the saying goes, fortunes change, and one day you will pay the price for your arrogance!"
Lu Fan smiled faintly, not taking it too seriously. Up to this point, he still couldn't be sure if the Prince of Beihai was involved with the Hell Dynasty, but he suspected that the Prince of Beihai was probably not without his share of responsibility.
Sensing that something was amiss, a figure in black within the tea house quickly transformed into a gust of wind, attempting to leave the black market.
Seeing that the fish had taken the bait, Lu Fan's lips curved into a smile. Everything was unfolding as he had predicted. The reason he had spoken so much earlier was to force this man in black to reveal himself.
"Someone has broken into the tea house!" the Minister of War shouted.