The capital. Inside a hidden room.

The plump, pale young man in fine embroidered robes and the old man past fifty sat facing each other.

Both of them had their brows drawn tight.

"Why was Ning Chen at the Ghost-Shadow Sect?"

There was anger under the plump young man's voice.

The old man past fifty shook his head. Ning Chen being at the Ghost-Shadow Sect had thrown their whole plan into disorder.

Their plan had been to assassinate Old General Chen and lay it on the Ghost-Shadow Sect.

With Old General Chen dead and His Majesty in a towering rage, he would certainly send men to wipe out the Ghost-Shadow Sect.

And when that happened, Ning Chen would hear of the death and certainly hurry back for the mourning... The moment he showed his face, he could be dealt with on the road.

Three birds with one arrow.

But what a man plans is not what heaven plans. Who would have thought Ning Chen was at the Ghost-Shadow Sect?

Old General Chen was dead now, true enough, but the Ghost-Shadow Sect was still standing, Ning Chen was coming back to the capital with the men of the Inspectorate, and they had no chance to move at all.

"The dog's luck is very good."

The plump young man said it furiously.

There was nothing to say now except that Ning Chen was lucky.

The old man past fifty said in a low voice, "With Ning Chen coming back this time, His Majesty will certainly take him into service again, and he will certainly run Old General Chen's death down to the bottom."

"So we must find a way to answer it, and quickly... There is something uncanny about that boy. I am afraid he will trace it to us."

"The murder of Old General Chen — not one of us could carry the blame for that."

The plump young man was silent for a long while, his gaze flickering.

After a long time he said in a low voice, "There is nothing for it but to take the risk. Have our…