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Chapter 9 Wei Zhuang Meets Ying Zheng! "I Need a Sharper Blade"

Tian Dou City.

The Eastern Palace.

It has been a week since Ying Zheng returned from hunting souls.

Ying Zheng's routine remained the same as always. After returning, he immediately resumed his busy work of handling state affairs.

They worked on it from day to night...

Ying Zheng sat at his desk, the candlelight flickering, with the same scales beside him as always.

To the left of the scales, there was still a huge rock, but compared to a while ago, that rock seemed to be heavier...

On the right side of the scale, the copper coins were still piled up...

Libra, however, seems to remain unchanged.

At the same time, footsteps could be heard outside the door.

Zhao Gao walked in, looking respectfully at Ying Zheng, who was standing upright and still dealing with memorials, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, Wei Zhuang has arrived."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to process the memorials in his hands.

"Let him wait!"

Ying Zheng did not look up. He put down the memorial he had finished reviewing, placed another copper coin into the scales, and then continued to review the memorial.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gao slowly nodded and withdrew.

Outside the palace, Wei Zhuang, dressed in black with his long hair flowing freely, possessed a handsome yet domineering face that seemed to draw everyone's attention.

Zhao Gao's figure slowly emerged from the shadows, seemingly without a sound.

"Your Highness is very busy, Chief Wei Zhuang will probably have to wait."

Looking at Wei Zhuang, Zhao Gao spoke with a smile.

"It's truly unbelievable that Lord Wei Zhuang, the leader of the Swift Sands, would come to the Empire to see His Highness."

Looking at Wei Zhuang in front of him, Zhao Gao revealed a slight smile.

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhuang's domineering expression remained unchanged. He simply looked at Zhao Gao and said calmly, "I didn't expect that Lord Zhao Gao, a powerful Title Douluo, would be so formidable."

"They actually followed Ying Zheng wholeheartedly."

"Rumor has it that everyone who has seen Lord Zhao Gao's martial spirit has died. Wei Zhuang really wants to see what Lord Zhao Gao's martial spirit is all about."

Hearing Wei Zhuang's words, Zhao Gao's expression remained unchanged, still smiling.

"Lord Wei Zhuang, you flatter me. I am merely a sword in Your Highness's hand. Where Your Highness commands me to strike, I will strike."

"As for Lord Wei Zhuang's interest in me, I believe there will be an opportunity..."

After saying that, Zhao Gao fell silent.

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhuang smiled and stared at Zhao Gao in front of him.

"It seems that Ying Zheng really has a lot of charm."

"Even titled Douluo are willing to be his sword—"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gao's expression remained unchanged, but a glint of shrewdness and fanaticism flashed in his eyes: "Only those who understand His Highness can know His Highness's greatness!"

"I think that's probably why Lord Wei Zhuang has come this time!"

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhuang's smile deepened. He did not answer Zhao Gao, but instead looked towards the depths of the palace, where Ying Zheng's Eastern Palace was located.

An hour has passed.

Ying Zheng's hands began to tremble as he reviewed the memorials. He put down his pen, clenched his fist, and then picked it up again.

Another hour passed.

After reviewing the last memorial, Ying Zheng put down his pen and looked up.

"Let him in."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gao's figure disappeared into the darkness.

soon.

Wei Zhuang slowly entered from outside the door, his eyes calmly looking at Ying Zheng opposite him.

The two simply looked at each other in silence.

"You made me wait for two hours!"

Wei Zhuang said calmly.

Ying Zheng remained calm: "I know."

"I spent two hours reviewing memorials, and the world lived for another two hours. Isn't that a good thing?"

As he spoke, Ying Zheng looked at Wei Zhuang before him: "And why did you wait for two hours?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhuang smiled—a genuine, uncontrollable smile.

"Indeed, Ying Zheng, you are a special being. You desire this world, don't you?"

As he spoke, Wei Zhuang's eyes flashed with a hint of judgment: "What makes you think you can do it?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng slowly rose, placed his hands behind his back, and slowly walked to the center of the hall.

Then, passing Weizhuang, they arrived outside the main hall and looked at the moon high in the sky.

"This country, this continent, has been in chaos for far too long."

"A completely new system and a completely new empire are needed to truly create a paradise world."

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhuang did not turn around, but instead burst into laughter, his voice filled with unparalleled domineering power, and his soul power began to fluctuate.

"So, do you think you can create such a paradise?"

Ying Zheng remained motionless, his calm voice echoing throughout the hall: "Therefore, I need an even sharper blade!"

Wei Zhuang's expression finally softened slightly, and he turned to look at Ying Zheng's retreating figure: "You believe Quicksand is a blade?"

Ying Zheng turned around and looked into Wei Zhuang's eyes: "It can be, or it can not be."

Wei Zhuang looked into Ying Zheng's dark eyes, which were as still as a deep pool.

Wei Zhuang did not speak further, but after giving Ying Zheng a deep look, he left the hall unhurriedly.

After Wei Zhuang left, Zhao Gao emerged from the shadows.

Looking at Ying Zheng, he slowly asked, "Your Highness, is Wei Zhuang trustworthy?"

Ying Zheng returned to his desk and picked up a memorial: "Unreliable, but usable."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gao's expression changed slightly: "Should we keep an eye on him?"

After reviewing another memorial, Ying Zheng put down a copper coin and looked out of the hall.

"No rush, he'll come back."

"Because he is a smart man. A smart man knows who the real player is in this game, and who can control everything."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gao nodded slightly.

They seemed to have complete faith in Ying Zheng's words.

Or perhaps Zhao Gao didn't care much about Wei Zhuang.

Although the Quicksand Army was renowned on the mainland, it was far from being a threat to Zhao Gao...

buzz~

At that very moment, a buzzing sound rang out from the shadows, and a figure slowly emerged.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Gao frowned slightly, looking at the figure without saying a word.

The figure knelt on one knee, looking at Ying Zheng, who was reviewing memorials, with utmost respect: "Your Highness, the Spirit Hall has made a move."

Ying Zheng, however, did not seem surprised by the sudden appearance of this figure, and simply said, "Speak."

"The Holy Maiden Hu Liena of the Spirit Hall, along with Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and five hundred Spirit Hall knights, are on their way to Heaven Dou City and will arrive in about three days."

Ying Zheng was not surprised to hear this.

It's perfectly normal for the Spirit Hall to come to the Heaven Dou Empire to demonstrate their power after they've embarrassed the Spirit Hall.

"At the same time, we discovered that His Highness Xue Qinghe also seemed to have received a secret order from the Spirit Hall, instructing him to cooperate with Hu Liena's actions, seemingly to investigate the Empire's secrets."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng remained unmoved, continuing to process the memorials.

"I understand. You may leave."

As soon as Ying Zheng finished speaking, the figure disappeared silently from the hall.

"Your Highness, the Spirit Hall has sent two Title Douluos this time. It seems they have quite a force to be reckoned with."

Zhao Gao smiled slightly and spoke respectfully.

"It's alright."

"Bibi Dong just wants to know some things, so let them come—"

Zhao Gao nodded, and his figure disappeared back into the shadows.

The flickering lamplight illuminated Ying Zheng's somewhat youthful yet calm and composed face, which seemed to carry an inexplicable meaning...