Dragon's Origin

Everything was proceeding according to the plan of the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall.

He observed for the first day, listening from several dozen feet away to determine the structure of the courtyard and the composition of the personnel. He confirmed that the people inside were all genuine musicians and craftsmen, not an ambush. He confirmed that Wang Sheng would come here regularly, seemingly wanting to organize a brand-new musical performance.

There were too many people on the musician's side, more than sixty musicians, a large and chaotic group. If they attacked there, they might not be able to attack the main target, and Wang Sheng might take the opportunity to slip away or counterattack. The best time to attack was when Wang Sheng and the fifteen or sixteen old craftsmen were studying how to build the theater. Fewer people, less interference.

The best time was actually the moment when everyone was tired from discussing and taking a break to drink water. The high walls of the mansion in the capital could not stop six legendary masters. The six people split into three groups and rushed in, all aiming a fatal blow at Wang Sheng, and then leaving quickly. This was the simplest plan.

It was exciting to think about. What even the World Honored One of the Divine Might Prison could not accomplish, six disciples of the Triumphant Palace's Law Enforcement Hall would achieve in a single strike in the capital. Amidst the horrified gazes of a group of old craftsmen, and the desperate and furious gazes of Wang Sheng's six guards who rushed over too late, the six masters flew away, killing one person every ten steps and leaving no trace for a thousand miles. What a shock, what a dashing feat!

And Wang Sheng, the confidant's trouble of all the vassal states, instantly turned into a lifeless corpse. The royal family in the capital was shocked, and the Old Lord Temple in the suburbs of the capital was shocked, but they could not find the assassins. No trace was left, everything was clean and clear. Who could suspect the Triumphant Palace?

Even if they suspected the Triumphant Palace, what could they do? As long as the Triumphant Palace refused to admit it, who could force them to admit it? The emperor who had been a puppet for hundreds of years? Or the Old Lord Temple, which was focused on promoting Taoism?

This world was so realistic. Who would go against a vassal state for a dead Marquis of Changsheng? I believe that when that time came, the royals in the capital would definitely not jump out to find the murderer. The first thing they would do would be to divide up Wang Sheng's property. Run Zi Fang and Qian Sheng Yuan would definitely be dismembered, and everyone would fight over them. This was the normal behavior in the capital.

The Old Lord Temple had been lukewarm since the previous dynasty. As long as they didn't directly provoke the Old Lord Temple, they had never been seen doing anything. Wang Sheng was already dead. Would the Old Lord Temple change its ways for a dead man after thousands of years?

The escape route had already been planned. Two people would rush straight into the downtown area, create chaos, and then escape by taking advantage of the chaotic crowd. Two people would rush into a pre-arranged house, take a secret passage dug two days ago to another house, and leave freely. The other two, who were good at hiding their aura, would get rid of the pursuers and then disguise themselves as soldiers, leaving swaggeringly.

The underground news broker who sold the information had already been silenced, and his body had been chopped up and fed to the dogs. No one could trace who bought the information from him, or what information was bought.

During the operation, Run Zi Fang would be attacked by a group of people. They were death warriors arranged by the Triumphant Palace in the capital in their early years, and no one knew their identity or origin. They attacked Run Zi Fang with only one purpose: to cause chaos in the capital and distract everyone's attention.

Once Run Zi Fang was attacked, the palace would definitely be on guard, and the capital would inevitably mobilize experts. At that time, there would be many experts, and who could distinguish which few among so many experts killed Wang Sheng?

In the eyes of the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall, the most difficult part was that the timing had to be perfectly coordinated. However, this had already been learned from the news broker who sold the information. Wang Sheng was very regular in his work, and even the rest time would not differ by half an incense stick. A regular life was a good thing, but unfortunately, it was a fatal weakness when someone took advantage of it.

Everything was ready. The six law enforcement disciples of the Triumphant Palace checked the retreat route again and checked the weapons and equipment on their bodies again. The six people were divided into three groups, waiting for the moment to launch the attack.

It was as if they were cooperating with the plan of the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall. Wang Sheng left the Marquis's mansion very punctually and came to this courtyard, routinely starting to instruct the musicians to play.

The Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall and the disciple with good hearing had been listening to the disciple's retelling. What Wang Sheng said to those people, whether there was anything unusual, whether he had discovered the whereabouts of their group, all had to be carefully judged. Once something was found to be wrong, the Hall Master would immediately order them to leave and abandon the operation.

From listening since morning, Wang Sheng did not show any signs of discovering the group. He was normally instructing the musicians, talking about yesterday's music, praising those who had improved, and scolding those who had not made progress. In short, everything was normal.

Finally, after lunch, Wang Sheng and sixteen old craftsmen began to study the construction of the theater. Today was more specific than yesterday. What materials to use for the beams and pillars, what materials to use for the walls, how to arrange the instruments on the stage, how to use the formation to amplify the sound so that everyone in the theater could hear... everything made people feel that there was nothing unusual.

The rest time arrived, and everyone stopped to drink tea and rest. At this moment, the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall suddenly issued an attack order.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh, six figures from three directions, almost simultaneously, jumped onto the courtyard wall. The six law enforcement disciples saw Wang Sheng sitting in the middle of the courtyard and the sixteen old craftsmen sitting around him. They saw the exquisitely beautiful architectural model in front of Wang Sheng, and also saw the surprised gazes of everyone.

The six figures turned into six sharp swords, ignoring the old craftsmen, and pounced on Wang Sheng, who was about to get up in the middle. While still in the air, at least thirty or more hidden weapons were aimed at Wang Sheng.

In everyone's eyes, no matter from which angle, Wang Sheng would become a dead man in the next moment. With the hidden weapons fired by six legendary masters, Wang Sheng, who was only at the sixth or seventh level of the realm, would be useless even with the strongest protective clothing. As for the protective formation, it was even more of a joke, and he probably wouldn't even have a chance to take out the formation stones.

In the next moment, the hidden weapons all over the sky suddenly disappeared from everyone's eyes, as if they had never appeared, disappearing cleanly.

Before the six law enforcement disciples could react, each person saw a kind of tool in front of them that they had never looked up to before. Either a hammer, or a chisel, there were small carving knives, and there was also a dark iron ruler with scales on it. The most exaggerated was an anvil, and the finest was a thin line that was almost invisible. Even more terrifying was that the number of these attacking tools was absolutely overwhelming.

The Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall instantly fell into despair, because at this moment, he finally realized that the group of old craftsmen they had never paid attention to before were actually all at least as powerful as their group of law enforcement disciples.