sovbooks Chapter 403 I feel like I've seen you somewhere before.
Chapter 403 I feel like I've seen you somewhere before.
Xu Longxiang walked over, looked at the Moon Goddess, and couldn't hide his excitement.
He strode up to her, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.
"Miss Suxin, how is it? Have your Moon Goddess Sect members arrived?"
The moon goddess smiled, a faint smile, yet one that conveyed a sense of confident composure.
"Of course. They will appear when necessary."
Xu Longxiang nodded excitedly.
"That's great!"
He took a deep breath, calming his surging blood pressure, and then quickly told Yue Shen about his and Fan Li's plan: poison, ambush, surround, and kill Liu Bai.
After hearing this, the Moon Goddess's eyes flickered twice, and a glint of light flashed in them.
She nodded.
"There is great potential in this matter."
Xu Longxiang smiled, looking quite proud.
He stood with his back straight, hands behind his back, a confident smile playing on his lips.
"Of course, this is a plan I've painstakingly devised!"
He readily accepted the plan as his own.
The purpose is obvious: to gain favor with the moon goddess.
Of course, there is another reason: the more powerful he appears as a prince of the North, the more attention the Moon Goddess will pay to him.
The moon goddess looked at him with a hint of admiration in her eyes.
"When are we going?"
Xu Longxiang waved his hand, his gaze falling on the distant military camp.
"No rush, wait for the signal. Fan Li is currently drugging Liu Bai. Once he succeeds, that's when we'll ambush him."
The moon goddess smiled.
"That's great. In that case, the great undertaking can be accomplished."
Xu Longxiang nodded, his eyes gleaming with determination.
"That's right! Once Liu Bai is dead, Qin Mu will have completely lost his most relied-upon trump card. In his panic, he might do something foolish. That will be the time for us to follow the example of our ancestors and raise an army!"
The moon goddess looked at him with appreciation, her gaze gentle and approving.
"Young Master Xu is truly a rare person in this world."
Xu Longxiang was flattered and became somewhat elated, his smile deepening.
He waved his hand, speaking humbly, but his eyes betrayed his pride.
"Not at all, we still need Miss Su Xin's strong support to make this great thing possible."
The moon goddess nodded and said nothing more.
The two stood side by side on the hill, gazing at the distant military camp, awaiting the signal that would decide their fate.
.......
Meanwhile, in the main tent of the military camp.
Qin Mu, disguised as Liu Bai, lifted the curtain and bent down to go inside.
Han Zhong had been waiting for a long time.
Several dishes, a pot of wine, and a few wine cups were laid out on a long table inside the tent. Candles burned quietly on the table, illuminating the entire tent with a dim and warm glow.
When Han Zhong saw Liu Bai enter, he stood up excitedly, laughed heartily, and spoke in a loud voice.
"Mr. Liu has arrived! Please have a seat! We were able to break through the Moon Goddess Cult's second line of defense so quickly thanks to your great help!"
Qin Mu's expression didn't change much; he simply nodded slightly and sat down opposite the head of the table.
His voice was flat, revealing no emotion.
"General, your military tactics are excellent, and I, Liu, admire you greatly. However, there is one thing I do not understand."
Han Zhong personally took the pot and poured him a cup of wine, his movements natural.
"What is it?"
Qin Mu's gaze remained fixed on the wine glass, but he did not pick it up.
"Why order a retreat at this crucial moment? We could have pressed our advantage, struck at the heart of the enemy, and taken down the Moon Goddess Cult in one fell swoop."
Han Zhong smiled, put down the wine pot, and placed his hands crossed on the table.
"Mr. Liu, you may not know this, but the worst thing you can do when leading an army is to go all out in one go. Especially since we don't know if the Moon Goddess Cult's headquarters has any ambushes or other preparations. If the army falls into an ambush, morale will be greatly reduced, leading to a situation where we go all out in one go, then weaken in the second, and then exhaust ourselves in the third."
His voice was steady and clear.
"So our best course of action right now is to rest for a bit, have something to eat, and then launch a final assault after we've regrouped, which will allow us to take it all in one fell swoop."
Qin Mu nodded, his gaze calm.
"I see, I've learned something new."
Seeing how humbly the other party was learning, Han Zhong couldn't help but feel some respect for him.
The other party is a half-step terrestrial immortal, yet he is so humble. He truly deserves to be called a prodigy.
It's really a pity that such a person died here.
A pang of reluctance flashed through his mind, but he quickly suppressed it.
If Liu Bai doesn't die, he'll be in trouble, so Liu Bai has no choice but to die.
His gaze swept over Liu Bai's back; the curtain had already fallen, and no one else followed in.
He clearly remembered that when Liu Bai came, he was followed by three women, one of whom was Yun Luan.
He asked curiously, "Mr. Liu, why didn't Commander Yunluan and her subordinates come?"
Qin Mu picked up the wine glass in front of him, glanced at it, and then put it down.
"They are still on the battlefield, slaughtering the remaining members of the Moon Goddess Cult."
Han Zhong's eyes flickered slightly upon hearing this.
If that's the case, he won't be able to kill all four of them in one fell swoop.
But it doesn't really matter.
Yun Luan's strength is only at the first-grade Celestial Realm. As long as Liu Bai dies, those three people will not be able to escape her grasp.
As he thought this, he smiled and raised his glass.
"Come on, Mr. Liu, let's drink! Let's drink!"
Qin Mu didn't pick up the wine glass; he just glanced at him indifferently.
"The task assigned by His Majesty has not yet been completed; it is not appropriate for me to drink alcohol."
Han Zhong's hands and feet suddenly stopped, and he froze on the spot.
His heart clenched suddenly, as if someone had squeezed it from his chest.
His mind raced. Why wasn't Liu Bai drinking? Had he seen through his plan, or did he genuinely not want to drink?
Either way, it's troublesome!
If they don't drink alcohol, they can't be poisoned, and if they can't be poisoned, their strength can't be weakened, making it much more difficult for them to ambush and kill him later!
Cold sweat seeped from his back, sticking stickily to his undershirt, chilling him to the bone.
His face was still smiling, but the smile had frozen.
Just then, the tent flap was lifted.
A soldier walked in carrying a teapot, his steps steady, his head bowed and eyes downcast.
"General, the tea is here."
Han Zhong's gaze fell on the soldier's face, and his eyes flickered again.
He recognized him; the soldier was none other than Fan Li in disguise!
He breathed a sigh of relief, as if a stone that had been hanging in the air for a long time had finally been lifted.
Fan Li had obviously noticed that Liu Bai wasn't drinking, so he immediately brought over another cup of poisoned tea.
As expected of the top strategist in the North, his plans are indeed flawless!
A smile returned to his face, and his voice was warm and eager.
"Quickly, fill Mr. Liu's cup!"
Fan Li walked forward with his head down, holding the teapot in both hands, and filled the teacup in front of Qin Mu.
The amber-colored tea poured from the spout, swirling in the cup without spilling a single drop.
He stepped back and stood with his hands at his sides.
Han Zhong smiled, picked up his wine glass, and raised it towards Qin Mu.
"Mr. Liu, if you don't drink alcohol, shouldn't you at least have a cup of tea?"
Qin Mu lowered his head and stared at the cup of tea for a long time.
The tent was so quiet that the faint crackling of the candlelight could be heard.
Han Zhong's heart was in his throat, and his palms were sweaty.
Qin Mu picked up his teacup.
"General Han is so kind, I, Liu, will not stand on ceremony."
He drank it all in one gulp. The warmth of the tea spread from his chest to his limbs as it entered his throat.
Han Zhong and Fan Li watched this scene, and only when they saw that he actually drank the tea did they breathe a long sigh of relief.
Han Zhong laughed even more enthusiastically, his voice booming.
"Mr. Liu, please enjoy your meal! The conditions here are not great, I hope you won't mind!"
Qin Mu smiled, but the smile was faint.
"where."
He picked up his chopsticks, ready to take some food.
Fan Li, holding the teapot, prepared to turn and leave.
"Wait a moment."
Qin Mu suddenly spoke, his voice not loud, but it made the air in the entire tent freeze instantly.
Fan Li's body jolted violently, and he froze on the spot, like a stone statue that had been struck by acupuncture.
Han Zhong's heart clenched suddenly, as if someone had squeezed it hard from his chest, the pain making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
The fervent smile on his face froze, stuck there like a frozen mask.
His mind went blank, with only one thought echoing wildly within him.
He found it! He found it!?
Qin Mu put down his chopsticks, turned his head, and his gaze fell on Fan Li.
His gaze was calm, as calm as a stagnant pool.
"You look kind of familiar."
His voice was very soft and faint.
Fan Li's back was covered in cold sweat, and his inner clothes were instantly soaked.
His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he swallowed, the saliva feeling like a stone rolling down his throat, causing a sharp, painful sensation.
His mind raced, but he couldn't come up with a single word.
His lips parted slightly, then closed, then parted again, then closed again.
Han Zhong clenched his fists under the table, his nails digging deep into his palms, a sharp pain shooting through him, but he couldn't feel it.
Qin Mu's gaze calmly fell on Fan Li's face, as if he were looking at an interesting object worthy of careful examination.
His voice was soft, with a hint of casual inquiry.
"I think I saw you when I was traveling in the North."
The tent was deathly silent.
Han Zhong's mind exploded with a bang, as if a fiery thunderbolt had been thrown into it.
His back was drenched in cold sweat, his undershirt was instantly soaked and stuck stickily to his skin.
Fan Li's hand holding the teapot froze in mid-air, his fingertips trembling slightly.
He wanted to say something, but for a moment he didn't know how to say it.
Fortunately, Han Zhong had a flash of inspiration. He suddenly stood up, and the chair tipped backward with a loud crash.
He laughed loudly, a laugh that was both urgent and loud, deliberately booming, as if to shatter the stagnant air inside the tent.
"Mr. Liu, you may not know this! This is a new cook in our army! He has a twin brother who committed a crime in the north and fled to the southwestern border. Later, he was captured by the authorities and sentenced to exile. Have you met his brother, Mr. Liu? The two brothers look exactly alike; even I, the commander-in-chief, often mistake them!"