My Antique Mirror Is A Portal To Another World-Chapter 515: Bloody Gift

Listening to Hua Yuyu’s answer, Bai Hanyun took out her phone and transferred two hundred million. "Brother Hua, just buy extra equipment as backup."

Ding!

Seeing the incoming transfer notification, Hua Yuyu nodded. "Understood."

Putting his phone into his Qiankun Pouch, he stepped into the space and time portal.

After he disappeared, Bai Hanyun stood up and said, "Brother Wu, if you need anything, contact me. I will have Yi Bai and the others deliver it."

Wu Jun nodded. "Alright."

Seeing that everyone was busy, Bai Hanyun turned to Yi Bai. "Let’s go back."

Yi Bai nodded and lifted Bai Hanyun into her arms. Activating their lightness skill, Yi Bai and her five brothers disappeared from the garrison together with Bai Hanyun.

While everyone was busy, time passed in the blink of an eye.

When the moon hung high in the night sky, far away in the imperial capital of the Yu Empire, a masked man quietly sneaked into the Prince Regent’s Mansion.

Inside the elegantly decorated study, a faint gust of wind caused the candlelight to flicker slightly.

Seated behind a long table, Yu Zhao was reading a book. When the candlelight steadied, he calmly asked, "How is it?"

Kneeling before him, Tie Sha lowered his head and reported, "Master, Feng Xiyan said that he will wait for your explanation."

Hearing this, Yu Zhao calmly set the book aside. "Is that all?"

"Yes," Tie Sha replied.

After a brief silence, Yu Zhao said lightly, "It seems Feng Xiyan doesn’t want to work with us."

Tie Sha hesitated, then asked, "Master, should we deal with Feng Xiyan?"

Yu Zhao smiled faintly. "No. Feng Xiyan seeks revenge, and this prince wants to eliminate the Wen Clan. Our goals align."

Rising from his chair, Yu Zhao walked to the circular window and gazed at the waxing crescent moon.

Idly playing with the white jade thumb ring, he continued, "The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Since Feng Xiyan’s target is the Wen Clan, this prince will lend him a hand."

Looking at Yu Zhao’s straight back, Tie Sha asked, "Master, what is your plan?"

Yu Zhao was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Since Great General Feng is too occupied defending the western border from the Jin Empire to deal with the Wen Clan, this prince will help him cut off some of their power."

Turning to Tie Sha, he gave a calm order. "Go and visit the Wen Clan tonight. Make sure they stay busy and have no time to interfere with this prince or Great General Feng’s plans."

Clasping his fists, Tie Sha replied, "This subordinate accepts the order."

With a wave of his hand, Yu Zhao said, "Go then."

"Yes, Master." As Tie Sha vanished, the candlelight flickered once more.

Left alone in the study, Yu Zhao looked up at the clear night sky. "Feng Xiyan, I hope you won’t disappoint this prince."

After admiring the night view, he returned to his seat and picked up the military book.

While Yu Zhao spent the night peacefully, the residences of the Wen Clan’s members were drenched in screams and blood.

That night, the air in the imperial capital city reeked of blood, and fear spread silently among the common people.

The next morning, Wen Kang, who had not slept the entire night, put on his official robes and climbed into his luxurious carriage just as the sky began to lighten.

After sitting down, he ordered urgently, "Go to the imperial palace. Hurry!"

Sensing his urgency, the coachman hurriedly climbed onto the driver’s seat and flicked the whip.

As the wooden wheels rolled over the muddy road, the sound of galloping hooves drew the attention of those hiding inside their homes.

The Prime Minister’s residence was not far from the imperial palace. Traveling at full speed, they arrived at the imperial palace’s side gate in less than thirty minutes.

Before the coachman could even set down the stepping stool, Wen Kang had already jumped from the carriage.

Startled, the coachman rushed to steady him. "Old Master, please be careful."

Wen Kang waved him away and rushed through the side gate without a word. When passing the imperial guards stationed there, he did not even spare them a glance.

After Wen Kang disappeared into the palace grounds, one of the imperial guards whispered, "Why is Prime Minister Wen in such a hurry today? It’s still one sichen before the morning court."

The other imperial guard lowered his voice and asked, "Brother, haven’t you heard what happened to the Wen Clan last night?"

The first imperial guard shook his head. "What happened?"

The second imperial guard glanced around to make sure no one was listening before saying quietly, "The Wen Clan lost all their heirs last night. Not just the main branch, but also the side branches and even distant relatives."

The first imperial guard’s eyes widened at his words. "Heavens! Is that true?!" he exclaimed in shock.

"Shh!" The second imperial guard quickly covered his mouth. "Lower your voice! Are you trying to lose your head?!"

The first imperial guard nodded hurriedly. Once his mouth was freed, he asked in a whisper, "Were there no survivors?"

The second imperial guard shook his head. "All male descendants of the Wen Clan were assassinated. Only infants were spared."

Hearing this, the first imperial guard shuddered. Recalling Wen Kang’s dark expression, he muttered, "No wonder Prime Minister Wen looked like that. Whoever did this must have a deep grudge against the Wen Clan."

The second imperial guard nodded in agreement. "The Wen Clan has been overbearing for years. Now that their future has been cut off, their enemies must be gloating."

"Besides, with how many people they have offended, it won’t be easy for Prime Minister Wen or Empress Dowager Wen to find the culprit."

Seeing the faint glee on his comrade’s face, the first imperial guard sighed. "It’s just a pity that the ones who suffer for the Wen Clan’s crimes are those children."

The second imperial guard clicked his tongue and scoffed, "What’s there to pity? With the way the Wen Clan raises its descendants, those children would only grow up just as wicked as the other. For them to die young is a blessing for the common people."

The first imperial guard fell silent for a moment before muttering, "A family’s sins can only be paid for with its own blood."

While the two imperial guards whispered about the shocking events of the previous night, Wen Kang had already arrived at Yong Ping Palace.