My Antique Mirror Is A Portal To Another World-Chapter 580: Equivalent Value

Listening to the palace maidservant’s words, Wen Qiaolun looked at her in displeasure. Seeing that the palace maidservant showed no reaction, she had no choice but to agree.

"Fine. Aijia will give you my answer tomorrow."

Getting the answer she wanted, the palace maidservant replied calmly, "Understood."

Without waiting for Wen Qiaolun’s order, she stood up and left the main hall.

After the door closed behind her, Wen Qiaolun reread the letter.

When she finished, she clenched it and muttered, "Elder Brother has been arrested by Yu Fu. This might be a perfect opportunity given to Aijia by Heaven. Instead of being my Elder Brother’s puppet, why shouldn’t Aijia become my own master?"

The more Wen Qiaolun thought about it, the stronger her determination became.

As a cold smile bloomed on her face, she lifted her chin and said confidently, "That’s right. Aijia is the Empress Dowager of the Yu Empire. Aijia is the one sitting at the top, not Wen Kang. There is no reason for Aijia to let him control me."

Having made up her mind, Wen Qiaolun carefully folded the letter and stored it in her secret room.

While Wen Qiaolun was writing a reply to her ally, inside the Heaven Prison, Wen Kang was seething with anger.

Sitting on an old wooden stool, he slammed the wooden table and gritted his teeth. "That bastard! Does he think Yu Zhao will help him secure his throne?! Idiot!"

While he was scolding Yu Fu, the masked man standing before him rubbed his ear impatiently and said, "Prime Minister Wen, I’m not here to listen to your curses. What business do you have today?"

Remembering the masked man’s presence, Wen Kang looked at him and said, "I want to place a bounty on Yu Zhao’s head."

Hearing this, the masked man raised his brows slightly and asked with a hint of interest in his cold voice, "What will you use as payment?"

Wen Kang thought for a moment, then replied, "I’m willing to pay twenty thousand taels of gold for Yu Zhao’s head."

The masked man scoffed. "Prime Minister Wen, do you think you are giving alms to beggars? Do you know how dangerous it is to kill the current Prince Regent of the Yu Empire?"

Wen Kang was silent for a few seconds before asking, "Then what do you want?"

The masked man’s lips curved up slightly as he said, "Our Hong Sha Pavilion is fair and only accepts equivalent value trade. Since you want the Prince Regent’s life, you must pay with something of the same value."

Realizing what he wanted, Wen Kang’s eyes flickered coldly.

Noticing that Wen Kang understands what he means, the masked man said, "Prime Minister Wen, you don’t have much time to consider. I will give you the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to think about it."

After saying that, the masked man sat on the stool across from Wen Kang and closed his eyes.

Wen Kang glared at him, but seeing that he was ignored, he could only suppress his anger and dissatisfaction.

When the time was up, the masked man opened his eyes and asked, "Prime Minister Wen, what is your decision?"

Left with no choice, Wen Kang could only agree. "Fine. I will give you the military tiger talisman."

Reaching into his sleeve, Wen Kang took out the tiger talisman that could command two hundred thousand imperial soldiers.

Placing it on the table, Wen Kang said coldly, "I want Yu Zhao’s head tonight."

The masked man grabbed the tiger talisman and said, "Just wait for the good news."

As soon as his words fell, he disappeared from the prison cell.

Left alone, Wen Kang clenched his fists, his eyes filled with anger, determination, and hatred.

As the sun slowly climbed into the morning sky, the masked man appeared in Yu Zhao’s study. Clasping his fists, he knelt before Yu Zhao and said, "This subordinate greets Master."

"How is it?" Yu Zhao asked calmly, without looking up from the investigation report.

Taking out the tiger talisman, the masked man presented it with both hands to Yu Zhao. "Master, as you expected, Wen Kang used the imperial army as payment for your head."

When Yu Zhao heard this, he paused, then raised his eyes to look at the masked man. "Stand up and speak."

"Thank you, Master." Standing up, the masked man placed the tiger talisman on the Golden Nanmu table.

Picking up the tiger talisman, Yu Zhao inspected it for a while, then muttered with a hint of disdain in his cold voice, "Looks like this prince overestimated Wen Kang. Just a small setback, and he willingly gives up the tiger talisman."

Throwing the tiger talisman onto the table, he leaned back in his wheelchair. After a moment of silence, he calmly asked, "What is the time limit?"

"Answering the Master. Wen Kang wants the result today," the masked man replied with his head lowered.

As his slender index finger slowly tapped the arm of the wheelchair, Yu Zhao fell into deep thought.

Seeing this, the masked man didn’t dare disturb him.

After a moment of silence, Yu Zhao ordered, "Go and prepare the head. Give it to Wen Kang tonight."

Clasping his fists, the masked man responded, "Yes, Master."

Yu Zhao waved his hand, and the masked man disappeared.

Left alone in the study, Yu Zhao called out, "Sha Ying."

A second later, Sha Ying stepped out from the shadows. Clasping his fists, he asked, "Master, what is your instruction?"

"After you deliver the fake head to Wen Kang, spread a rumor that this prince has been assassinated and that the head is missing."

Hearing this, Sha Ying asked, "Master, do you plan to let Wen Kang go?"

Yu Zhao slowly tapped the table and said, "This prince has already gotten what I want. However, Wen Kang still has his uses. Keeping him alive for now is better than killing him."

Scratching his head in confusion, Sha Ying muttered, "This subordinate doesn’t understand."