Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 738 - 160: If the Saint does not perish, great theft will not cease

Manager Li quietly watched Kong Ting and did not plan to argue with him.

There’s no point in talking to a dead man.

"Brother Li!"

Kong Ting, seeing the unmoved expression of the person in front of him, couldn’t help but shout: "Do you not even have a little sympathy for the unfortunate, even for the sake of old colleagues...

"Colleagues? Where do such words come from?"

Manager Li raised an eyebrow and said, "Just because I married a Princess from the Former Dynasty and sheltered the last bloodline of the Imperial Family, do you think of me as a loyal minister who would sacrifice everything for the Emperor?"

"You..."

"Oh right, we are not that close, there are some things you definitely don’t know."

Manager Li, holding a walnut in his hand, smiled.

"But now, I might as well tell you."

"Forty-two years ago after my Cultivation Achievement, the first thing I did after coming down from the mountain was to attempt to assassinate the Emperor."

Kong Ting’s pupils contracted slightly. Although he was somewhat prepared, the rebellious words coming out of Manager Li’s mouth still deeply shocked him.

Very few people know that the top master of Tianmen City is this middle-aged, slightly portly Manager Li.

Almost nobody knows, not in the past and not even now.

The officially recognized top assassin in the world by the Former Dynasty was called Li Chang’an.

Kong Ting had vaguely heard about these secrets in the past but could not connect the legendary assassin with the person in front of him.

He couldn’t understand why the Imperial Family of the Former Dynasty and today’s President trusted this man so much.

Why does he deserve this, and not me?

"Back then I was young, very naive, thinking that just by killing the tyrant Emperor, I could alleviate the suffering of all beings under heaven."

Manager Li sighed: "I could have taken the Emperor’s head, but he didn’t care. He just wanted me to do one thing, guess what?"

Kong Ting snorted coldly: "Since you claim to be an assassin, it must surely have been to kill someone."

Manager Li nodded: "Correct, to kill people in your hometown. Back then, during the great famine in Lu, the land was barren and the people resorted to cannibalism. However, the local Noble Family of the Song clan, through collusion and fraud, embezzled the Imperial Court’s famine relief funds, seizing the opportunity to annex farmland and enslave people, just like what your Kong family is doing today, so I exterminated every member of the Song family in retaliation!"

Kong Ting paled, instinctively stepping back.

Manager Li did not mind his reactions, just self-reflecting: "But I only know how to kill, not how to save people. Millions of suffering people, how many bags of grain could I move by myself? Even after killing the Song family, after a few years, there would be the Zhang Family, Li Family, and your Kong family emerging."

"Back then I realized one thing — the problem lies in the world itself, not with any one person or family. I, a mere Martial Artist, do not understand the ways to govern the world. I can only watch over the nation’s gate, waiting for future individuals to dedicate themselves to save our civilization!"

"You have always been wondering why I should defend the Emperor. Today, I can tell you the answer."

"The bloodline of the Xia Family of the Imperial Family is not that important; what’s important is to seriously consider history and learn lessons from it."

"You so-called descendants of Saints are not that important either. The classics left by the Saints have been integrated into the marrow of the nation through thousands of years, and the young people of the new era will naturally have their interpretations."

"People like you who cannot adapt to the changes of the times, and only cling to the old ways and are stubbornly conservative, need to be cleared out soon. Do not become stumbling blocks to the progress of the youth; that is what’s important."

"The Saint said, ’If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die in the evening’. Mr. Kong, I have already explained the reasoning so clearly to you, shouldn’t you go and die immediately?"

Kong Ting stepped back several steps, his eyes full of horror.

However, the expected attack did not come.

Li, the head steward, merely stood at the door, twirling a walnut in his hand, smiling without a word.

"You’re not killing me?"

"You’ve been posturing for so long, was it not to see my sword?"

Li, the head steward, shook his head: "The ’master of deception’ has fallen to such lows, do you take me for a fool? That the President cannot tolerate you is such an obvious fact, do you, Mr. Kong, with your clever mind, really deceive yourself till now only to discover the truth?"

"I suppose you must have already found yourself a new master?"

"Wanting to switch allegiances, you’d naturally need to offer a token of submission, the rules are the same with the Foreigners, otherwise how could people trust you?"

"You’ve gone to great lengths to arrange this grand array that covers the sky, isn’t it just to probe on behalf of others how deep the waters of Tianmen are? Otherwise, with one dying after another, even the Foreigners with their deep pockets can’t sustain such depletion,"

"You’ve more or less dug up the foundation of the Special Service Bureau, and you’ve encountered almost all the young talents. The only thing left is the depth of my, the legendary top expert of Tianmen City, which you still cannot fathom."

"After all, no one has seen me strike."

"Or rather, not many who are alive."

Watching the mocking smile on the face of Li, the head steward, the terror and dread in Kong Ting’s eyes gradually disappeared, becoming as still as stagnant water in a deep pool.

Since he had been seen through, continuing to pretend would be impolite.

"If you don’t strike, many people will die tonight."

Kong Ting, with a grim face, gazed at Li, the head steward, and said word by word: "Or are you really too old to be of use, only capable of bluffing?"

Li, the head steward, chuckled and said: "You are not worthy, get lost!"

Kong Ting did not move. Today, he was determined to witness the sword of Li Chang’an.

However, in the next moment, the surrounding scene changed instantly, from a grand street and mansion to an endless expanse of architectural ruins.

From just revealing himself and talking to Li Chang’an till now, it had only been a few minutes, and he was already located by the Special Service Bureau and directly pulled into the moat dimension.

The area was dense with dust, Kong Ting covered his mouth to cough twice, his brows slightly furrowed, his gaze piercing through the layered dimensional barriers, looking towards the girl behind the scenes, her eyes covered with a black blindfold.

"Little girl, using this moat to bully those demons and evil spirits is one thing, but you even want to trap an old man like me, are you seeking death?"

Coughing forcefully, Kong Ting bellowed sternly: "Not cherishing the finer details, ultimately damages the great virtue. For a mountain so high, the work stop one basketful short!"

As soon as these words came out, heaven and earth shattered.

The entire world started trembling violently.

At this moment, Yaoqin, who was in charge of regulating the moat at the headquarters of the Special Service Bureau, suddenly trembled, blood spewing from her mouth, instantly staining the map in front of her red.

"F*ck you! Old Man, I curse your ancestors ..."

Through the heavy dimensions, from outside the city in the camp of the Qilin Army, came Huo Qingyang’s extremely furious roar.

A boundless aura of slaughter, like an arrow released from a bow, raced towards Kong Ting.

Kong Ting did not linger to fight, turning to leave.

Huo Qingyang’s strength is well known, formidable indeed, but because he has taken action too many times, there is no longer any value in gathering intelligence on him.