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That’s the way it is.
Adults often weigh the pros and cons and think carefully before acting.
But when this was said by a member of the Qiao family, it gave them a strange feeling.
However, the last sentence did touch Hai Siyuan and the others.
When they were in the Hundred-mile Desert, although the environment was tough, the challenges they faced were relatively straightforward.
The old soldiers had no other choice, so they had to choose to fight to the death, surrender was not an option, what the inhuman wanted was their spirit, no prisoners would be taken.
What they were facing now was actually even more complicated than before. It wasn’t a difficulty that could be solved just by courage.
"Being brave but not smart is just foolish behavior," Qiao Mu continued earnestly.
Qiao Mu looked directly at Hai Wuya’s eldest son, now General HaiHai Siyuan, and said, "
"Hai Wuya has made a decision, and I hope you will respect his decision too."
Hai Siyuan stayed silent for a long time, his face slowly turning sad.
This is not just a matter of bravery. Hai Wuya is running out of time, and even a fairy can’t save him.
Hai Siyuan fought for forty years in a lonely city in the desert, without hesitation if it meant saving his own father.
"I understand," he whispered.
Being quite old himself, he didn’t shed tears, but only looked sad.
"Let’s call it quits on this matter then."
Qiao Mu didn’t say much, he walked out of the Hai family’s mansion alone and found a nearby inn to stay.
For the rest of the day, he busied himself in his room and kept an eye on the activities around the Hai family’s mansion.
As the sun set in the west and darkness fell, he didn’t see Hai Siyuan and the other old soldiers coming and going, so he had a good idea.
"Now that Hai Siyuan and the others have weighed the pros and cons, it’s time for me to do the same," Qiao Mu said to himself.
Like the old soldiers, Qiao Mu was no longer the reckless young man he once was.
Considering the advantages and disadvantages beforehand is the right thing to do.
Hai Wuya and Qiao Mu had some connection through many identities, but because Qiao Mu died quickly, their connection wasn’t very deep.
If we talk about Hai Wuya’s previous "Xumi Mountain King Sutra," even now Qiao Mu has realized that this martial arts technique was the promise fulfilled by the Wuji Association after assassinating Emperor Yonghe in Nan Province.
Qiao Mu also gave back to Hai Wuya personally.
There are more advanced versions of the "Xumi Mountain King Sutra," as well as the latest half version of the "Human Path Sutra," and Hai Wuya’s eldest son, who had been trapped in the Hundred-mile Desert for forty years, was rescued.
Giving apples to me, and I’ll give pearls in return.
Qiao Mu had done everything he could and didn’t owe anything to Hai Wuya.
The biggest issue is that Hai Wuya’s time is running out, his life is approaching its end, and whether he goes or not, he’s on a path to death. The best he can do is to give Hai Wuya a more comfortable way to die.
Either be executed or die from old age.
So, no matter how much is sacrificed, even risking many lives, the reward is very minimal.
But the cost has always been there.
Every choice comes with a cost.
And the cost that Qiao Mu has to pay… he estimated it to start at least a hundred years.
The benefit he can get? The benefit is that Qiao Mu will have at least a hundred years to focus on practicing, great!
"No matter how you weigh the pros and cons, you can come to one conclusion: it’s a loss."
Qiao Mu let out a sigh, tucked the fat cat into the shadow under his butt, pushed open the window, and looked out at the vast night.
In the night of the Imperial Capital, the night market lights were just coming on, and you could see the bustling crowd on the long streets of the Imperial Capital, very lively.
All under heaven is bustling for profit; all under heaven is clamoring for gain.
People either seek fame or pursue profit.
Qiao Mu leaped forward and disappeared into the night.
The bright moon hung high in the night sky, casting silvery moonlight on the ground, making the brightly lit Imperial City even more radiant.
Tonight, there were many more Imperial Guards patrolling the palace than usual.
Well-equipped Imperial Guards soldiers moved back and forth in the Imperial City, their lanterns flickering like fish in the night.
Emperor Yonghe watched the bustling lanterns outside the window, feeling uneasy.
"Your Majesty, ten thousand Imperial Guards are patrolling the palace, and eight hundred Flying Fish Guards are guarding the Imperial Study. The palace has become a fortress, even the skilled Eight-armed Heavenly Dragon couldn’t sneak in." Guard Chu said.
The Emperor Yonghe remained silent, feeling a bit uneasy with a furrowed brow.
An army of ten thousand could exhaust even a superb martial artist, as they too can tire out eventually.
"Will we have a safe night tonight?" thought Emperor Yonghe.
He didn’t know how Hai Wuya was doing, but after keeping Hai Wuya in the palace, the royal physician checked on him as usual.
After the examination, they found out that Hai Wuya was very sick and might not survive the next three days.
"Hai Wuya is very ill. Since he is a high-ranking member of the Wuji Association, the Martial Saint must know about his condition… So the Wuji Association should not come tonight."
"Maybe they will conduct the execution early tomorrow to prevent any trouble…"
As Emperor Yonghe was pacing in the Imperial Study, he suddenly heard noise coming from the distant imperial city.
The lights that were moving swiftly in the night quickly gathered towards the direction of the noise, forming a stream of lights.
"Your Majesty, a skilled martial artist has jumped over the palace wall with excellent agility, but was spotted by the patrolling Imperial Guards." A Flying Fish Guard rushed to the front of the Imperial Study and reported while kneeling.
"The criminals from the Wuji Association actually came? How many are there?"
"Only one person found so far."
"Don’t let your guard down, there may still be people hiding in the dark, investigate further and report back."
After a while, more and more lights gathered towards the noisy sound, forming a glowing river that gradually grew larger.
"Your Majesty, only one person has invaded the palace, but that person is Qiao Shuanggui, a martial artist from the Qiao family who is well-known for his skills."
"A Qiao family member? What’s the connection with him…" Emperor Yonghe pondered for a moment and then said:
"Send a Flying Fish Guard to inform that Qiao family member that Hai Wuya is already gravely ill and doesn’t have long to live."
"Your Majesty. The Flying Fish Guard who delivered the message was killed by the Qiao family member with a powerful finger technique, and Qiao Shuanggui showed no reaction, as if he had already known about it."
"He already knew? If he was aware that Hai Wuya was gravely ill, why did he still come to invade the palace? It doesn’t make sense." Emperor Yonghe furrowed his brows, pondering deeply before suddenly realizing:
"It’s darkest under the lamp."
"He didn’t come for Hai Wuya at all, he had ulterior motives. He must be an assassin here to kill me! In the past, a Qiao family member has done the same thing."
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