The beast of burden carried pavilions and towers on its back, housing the accompanying servants, including the officials of the current dynasty.
Inside one of the pavilions, Meng Qingzhou sat upright in a grand chair, poured himself a cup of tea, lifted the lid, and blew on it, not in a hurry to speak.
Li Guanyan stood before him, his gaze cold and piercing, silently staring at Meng Qingzhou.
In the side chamber, the Black-Robed Prime Minister Wang Xianjia held a book in his hands, but his eyes were not on the pages; they were fixed on Meng Qingzhou.
The atmosphere grew tense, with a hint of killing intent in the air.
“Who exactly are you?” Li Guanyan gripped the long knife at his waist, finally unable to hold back his question.
Meng Qingzhou’s lips curled into a faint smile as he uttered two words: “Heaven-Watching.”
As soon as he spoke, the temperature in the room seemed to drop.
The Black-Robed Prime Minister silently put down his book, his hand hidden in his sleeve clenched tightly, and his eyes narrowed.
Clang!
Li Guanyan’s breath halted abruptly as he slowly drew his knife from its sheath. Just a few inches out, the sharp blade aura filled the room.
Neither of them spoke. Before confirming Meng Qingzhou’s identity, they would never admit to being secret agents of the Heaven-Watching Pavilion.
Moreover, the existence of the Heaven-Watching Pavilion had always been a secret, with origins tracing back to the time of the first Human Emperor. Since then, the Pavilion had always operated in the shadows.
How could the Space-Time Sword Saint know about it!?
If Meng Qin was not a member of the Heaven-Watching Pavilion, they had to silence him completely!
“Gentlemen, there’s no need for hostility. Let’s sit down and talk.” Meng Qingzhou’s tone was calm but carried an undeniable authority.
As he finished speaking, the Sword Sense of Time and Space surged from his body, enveloping the entire pavilion and encompassing a historical snapshot of the space-time river within a radius of several dozen meters.
“Now, no one can eavesdrop on our conversation.”
“Let’s be clear, I am not a secret agent of the Heaven-Watching Pavilion,” Meng Qingzhou said indifferently.
Li Guanyan frowned slightly, still not fully drawing his knife. Once his blade was unsheathed, it had to taste blood.
“He seems to know a lot about us, yet he hasn’t mentioned the full name of the Pavilion,” the Black-Robed Prime Minister transmitted his thoughts.
Li Guanyan nodded silently and replied, “I know, that’s why I haven’t torn off the facade.”
The full name of the Heaven-Watching Pavilion could not be spoken aloud. Once uttered, it would be sensed, and a Great Being would cast their gaze to investigate the speaker.
Only internal members of the Pavilion knew this secret.
But Meng Qingzhou claimed he was not a secret agent…
For a moment, both Li Guanyan and Wang Xianjia were filled with suspicion and unease, their emotions fluctuating wildly, even feeling the urge to kill this man.
“You know Ji Wushuang, right?” Meng Qingzhou continued.
Li Guanyan looked at Wang Xianjia and found the latter also looking at him. The two exchanged glances, their hearts pounding with increasing alarm.
“Are you Ji Wushuang’s confidant?”
“Not a confidant, but a relative.”
“Ji Wushuang is my nephew. He told me about the secrets of the Heaven-Watching Pavilion and sometimes needs my help with certain matters.”
“What?!”
Li Guanyan’s mouth opened slightly, unable to process it for a moment, feeling utterly absurd.
The Black-Robed Prime Minister sneered, “Lies! You’re barely in your twenties, younger than Ji Wushuang. Besides, I’ve never heard of Ji Wushuang having an uncle like you.”
“I don’t believe it either. When I received the mission, your name wasn’t mentioned,” Li Guanyan shook his head, his killing intent growing stronger.
Meng Qingzhou spread his hands helplessly and said, “Can’t you use your stiff brains to think? If I’m not Ji Wushuang’s uncle, who else could I be?”
“The secrets of the Heaven-Watching Pavilion have been unknown for thousands of years, yet I, someone from the Wilderness, know them. And coincidentally, I’m also the top prodigy of the Wilderness. Is there such a coincidence in the world?”
Meng Qingzhou grew more agitated as he spoke, finally slamming the table and pointing at their foreheads, poking them repeatedly.
“Fools! Idiots! Dullards! You can’t carve rotten wood!”
“Look at my status and position. I’m a powerful minister by the Empress’s side. Last time, I even killed a few of Ji Wushuang’s lackeys. Have you ever seen Ji Wushuang come to seek revenge?”
Li Guanyan was stunned, feeling both absurd and reasonable, but he couldn’t help but speak up, “No, that’s not right.”
“What’s not right?”
“Who said Young Master Ji didn’t seek revenge? The two of us are here to kill you and assist the Empress in conquering the Northern Sejong Alliance,” Li Guanyan said coldly.
This time, it was Meng Qingzhou’s turn to be dumbfounded.
What?
Ji Wushuang sent you two to kill me??
That brat, just because I killed a couple of his lackeys, he mobilized the long-hidden secret agents of the Heaven-Watching Pavilion.
Meng Qingzhou quickly adjusted his mindset and continued his grand deception, angrily saying, “Fools! That’s just a facade!”
“In the Wilderness, I’m the one in charge. Ji Wushuang is nothing! I can accurately state your realms and strengths. Can Ji Wushuang do that?”
Upon hearing this, the Black-Robed Prime Minister was shocked, unable to resist standing up and walking over, scrutinizing Meng Qingzhou, and said gravely, “Indeed, Ji Wushuang doesn’t know. We’ve always been in hiding and have never met Young Master Ji. If you can state our realms, we’ll spare your life.”
Wang Xianjia spoke conservatively, only promising to spare his life but not saying they believed him.
There were too many loopholes in Meng Qingzhou’s story, but he knew too many secrets of the Heaven-Watching Pavilion, making them uncertain.
Hearing this, Meng Qingzhou smiled calmly and said, “Li Guanyan, peak of the Morning Glow Realm, one of the highest-level secret agents dispatched by the Pavilion to the Wilderness.”
“Wang Xianjia, half-step Sky-Reaching Realm, also one of the highest-level secret agents in the Wilderness.”
“Additionally, I’ll give you a top-secret piece of information: the previous emperor of Great Jin died suddenly. You two…”
As soon as he said this, Li Guanyan and Wang Xianjia’s faces changed dramatically, urgently interrupting, “You brat, don’t speak recklessly!!”
Meng Qingzhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing he had bet correctly.
Their current realms were based on the timeline of the later stages of the novel.
In the original work, the Overpowered Protagonist rose quickly, attracting the attention of the Heaven-Watching Pavilion within just three or four years, prompting the activation of the deeply hidden agents Li Guanyan and Wang Xianjia.
The Heaven-Watching Pavilion loved to recruit geniuses, but these two had always been secret agents, not key cultivation targets, indicating their talents were average, not extraordinary.
So, in just two or three years, their strength wouldn’t have improved significantly.
Therefore, the peak Morning Glow Realm Li Guanyan and half-step Sky-Reaching Wang Xianjia who appeared in the later stages were their current realms.
As for the sudden death of the previous emperor of Great Jin, Meng Qingzhou wasn’t sure if it was their doing, so he took a gamble, and fortunately, he was right.
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