Liang Anzhi's eyes lit up. "My lord prince has a plan?"

Ning Chen said with a grin, "The Buddha says: it cannot be told, it cannot be told!" (TL Note: 佛曰，不可說, a stock Buddhist phrase for truths beyond words, used jokingly for "I'm not telling.")

Tantai Qingyue glanced at Ning Chen. Whenever he got that smug, sneaky look on his face, it meant he was about to do something rotten, and somebody was in for it!

Just then, Feng Qizheng and Pan Yucheng came back.

They were puzzled to see Liang Anzhi standing beside Ning Chen.

Ning Chen explained the situation!

Both of them looked at Liang Anzhi with new respect.

Feng Qizheng said, "Lord Liang, I, Old Feng, owe you an apology... I thought you were a crooked official. I was thinking about twisting your head off and using it as a chamber pot."

The corner of Liang Anzhi's mouth twitched.

Ning Chen asked, "How did the questioning go?"

Pan Yucheng's face was grave. "I questioned Zhao Hongyi. According to him, the Heavenly God Sect has grown fast. It has tens of thousands of believers now."

Ning Chen was startled, but then he let out a cold laugh.

"Bullshit... How many people are there in Qingzhou and its six counties put together? Either Zhao Hongyi is lying, or that Great Heavenly God has fooled him too."

"By the way, did you find out who this Great Heavenly God is?"

Pan Yucheng said, "According to Zhao Hongyi, the Great Heavenly God is a monk... Zhao Hongyi is the richest man in Qingzhou, but over the past year his children and grandchildren kept dying of illness for no reason. Then this Great Heavenly God came to his door begging alms and saw at a glance that evil spirits were haunting the Zhao household and killing off the Zhao family's heirs one after another."

"After that, the Great Heavenly God worked his magic, and Zhao Hongyi's last surviving grandson was saved... From then on, Zhao Hongyi worshipped the Great Heavenly God as a holy man, and even had his only grandson become…