The sky was bright, and Oben Master returned from the hunting forest. As soon as he arrived outside the western city, he felt that something was wrong.

  The guards at the city gate were ten times more than usual, and a tense and solemn atmosphere permeated everywhere.

  The crowd of people coming and going formed a long queue. However, due to the dignity of the official's household, the masses dared not show any disrespect in their words and actions, but only secretly complained in their hearts.

  Aoben Zongshi's identity was not ordinary, so how could he put these gatekeeping soldiers in his eyes. However, with his arrogance, he didn't bother to avoid them and walked towards the middle with a swagger.

  The soldiers at the gate had obviously been instructed, and they didn't dare show any disrespect or block his way, clearing a path for him to pass through safely.

  After entering the city, he was about to go to the embassy when he heard someone shouting from behind: "Master Auben, please stay, Junior Brackets Eagle pays his respects."

  Although Ao Ben was unhappy in his heart, he still reluctantly stopped in his tracks and turned to coldly size up this rising star of the Xiongnu.

  Kwak Bul-ryeong was calm and composed, not showing any signs of suspicion or distrust towards Oben on the surface. He bowed respectfully and asked, "Master Oben, you seem to be in high spirits. I wonder why you didn't come to the palace for a drink last night."

  Aoben Zongshi glanced at him and immediately heard the implication in his words that he wanted to ask where he was last night.

  He saw the situation at the gate and knew that something earth-shaking must have happened in Xijing City last night, otherwise Mobei would not have issued a curfew order on the second day of his double happiness.

  Although he didn't know what exactly had happened, Modu gave such an order, but at this time, he also knew that Bao Yueying asked him like this because he saw that he hadn't returned home all night yesterday and suspected him.

  But this question is indeed difficult to answer. Auben, with his pride, of course, would not stoop to weaving lies to deceive others, but if he were to say that he confronted a zombie for half the night until dawn without realizing anything was amiss, it would be better for him to just take the blame himself.

  Aoben Zongshi was now in a dilemma, he saw the other's suspicious eyes, guessing that seeing his hesitant appearance, the doubts in his heart deepened.

  He let out a deep hum and Auben didn't respond, directly turning his sleeve and leaving.

  Kou Bao's mouth twitched twice, but he still didn't dare to speak up and persuade him to stay.

  Due to strong and obscure protests from the Xiongnu side, the Caesar's embassy was in an uproar, even the three princes Algenon privately suspected whether Abenzon had been angry with Little Princess Liu Ting because he lost the gladiatorial combat.

  Oben had just appeared at the gate of the Caesar's embassy when a commotion broke out.

  The third prince, Algernon, personally welcomed the great coach at the door. In order to explain where Obenzun Master went last night to the Xiongnu people, he had exhausted his tongue yesterday, but no matter how he looked, this effect seemed not to be great.

  Although the embassy gate looks no different from usual, it has actually been heavily surrounded by the Xiongnu people. If it is confirmed that Liu Ting was indeed captured by Auben Zongshi, then the next moment will be a visit from the Xiongnu's renowned Golden Wolf Army.

  "Master, you've finally returned." Algenon's words were laced with urgency, but he maintained his usual courtesy.

  Auburn nodded casually, taking it as a response, and asked faintly, "What happened last night?"

  Algenon looked at Obenzun and said in a low voice, "Last night, I heard that the new bride of Modu Chanyu was suddenly taken away by someone, and now her whereabouts are unknown." By the time he finished speaking, his tone had already become slightly trembling, revealing the extreme tension in his heart.

  "Oh……?" Even with the calmness of Abbot Hong, he couldn't help but be shocked. Immediately, a ridiculous feeling rose to his heart, and he laughed and asked: "Are all the Xiongnu people in Western Capital zombies? Letting the future princess be taken away like this?"

  As soon as he mentioned the word "zombie", his heart inexplicably skipped a beat. Could it be that this matter was related to those people from last night?

  "Uh..." Alger said cautiously: "I heard that the princess disappeared suddenly, and no one saw who took the princess away."

  Oben Master looked at Alger, who was about to speak but stopped, and suddenly understood what he meant. No wonder the big eagle came to test him with words early in the morning, it turned out that they suspected him of taking away the princess.

  Auburn's gaze gradually turned icy cold, and he was almost certain that the people who had entangled him last night were in cahoots with those who had rescued the princess.

  The person who made the plan is really terrifying, and he even calculated himself in. If Algeron hadn't mentioned it, he would still be unaware of it.

  He suddenly looked up and gazed into the distance, a strange look flashing in his eyes, and smiled: "An old friend I've known for a long time has come, I'll go and meet him for a while."

  Having said that, he ignored the inquiries of Algeron and others, and walked away with big strides. In a few steps, his figure disappeared from the sight of the crowd.

  At this time, the Han Dynasty's embassy was also like an ant on a hot pot, in a state of confusion.

  Although the Xiongnu tried their best to block the news, such a big thing is impossible to be concealed from people. The Great Han Empire also had spies in the Western Capital, although it was not certain, but they inferred a general idea.

  Outside the embassy were dense Xiongnu troops, nominally to protect everyone's safety, but who all knew that their true purpose was to monitor the Han envoys.

  Before Liu Ting was found, everyone was a suspect.

  Su Chunwei sent three letters in a row, all of which vaguely mentioned asking Modu Chanyu to investigate the truth as soon as possible and rescue Little Princess Liu Ting. However, once the letter was sent out, it was like throwing a stone into the ocean, without even a ripple to be seen.

  He had no choice but to discuss with his companions. Liu Jun's face was pale, and his mind was a complete mess, he didn't know what to say at all. Jin Guanghua was even more hopeless, expecting anything from him was impossible.

  He had pinned all his hopes on Xu Haifeng, the miracle worker, but when Xu was carried back on a wooden board, dead drunk and out of it, he completely lost hope.

  Su Chunwei had no choice but to order a halt to all actions, and all personnel were strictly forbidden from going out. The embassy was in an uproar, with everyone on high alert.

  Back in his own room, Xu Haifeng jumped up with joy all over his face, but he couldn't shout loudly to vent the joy in his heart, which was somewhat imperfect.

  Jiang Kung-ming suddenly appeared from nowhere and bowed to Hui Hai-feng, saying: "Master, the student has not failed your trust, the mission is now fully accomplished."

  Xu Haifeng bowed deeply and said with sincerity: "General, your brilliant plan has determined the fate of the world. Even Ouben Zongshi was manipulated by you like a puppet on strings. I am deeply impressed."

  Jiang Kongming's face turned red, and he said without humility: "If even with the help of a special ability group, we still can't achieve our goal, then as a student, I have no face to serve my master. I should retreat and hide, and no longer concern myself with worldly affairs."

  Originally, Jiang Kungming had carefully arranged for Xu Haifeng to use the excuse of delivering fine wine to send 40 members of the heterodox groups into the imperial palace under false pretenses.

  As for Liu Ting and the wooden whistle in his hand, it was made through special craftsmanship. Ordinary people couldn't hear any sound, but one person in the special ability group had a special ability to receive this wavelength, so they could use this unknown way to contact each other.

  The "Teleportation" ability of No. 3 is not enough to successfully transport targets that are so far apart to a predetermined destination. However, if he gets the help of thirty-eight companions, then the strong mental power can guarantee his successful teleportation.

  However, in this world, only Blood-Wine Warriors can unify and utilize this elusive spiritual power.

  If spiritual power is to be unified, then except for the person who hosts the application, all other people responsible for providing spiritual power will become thoughtless corpses in that instant, with no resistance.

  Every Esper is more or less eccentric, and wanting so many Espers to work together in harmony is simply a pipe dream.

  But within the hunting forest, it was Zhebie who emitted a heaven-shaking killing aura. As soon as he drew his Heaven-Opening Bow, Auben, being the Sect Master, could feel an unimaginable sense of threat. Afterwards, under his ingenious arrangement, No. 2 manipulated a corpse to walk to the edge of the forest and confronted Auben for a whole night without being discovered.

  Jiang Gongming's series of deployments and actions, every step shows his clever and ingenious mind, especially in terms of grasping the psychological activities of the masses like the palm of one's hand, deducing without a single mistake, truly a rare talent in the world.

  Perhaps his only miscalculation was that he did not expect Auben to break through the limits in such a situation and reach new heights.

  Jiang Kung Ming was after all just an ordinary person who didn't understand martial arts, so he naturally couldn't experience the kind of profound and mysterious feeling that a top-notch master would have, which is why he made this mistake.

  "With a military advisor's insight, what should our next step be?" Xǔ Hǎifēng humbly asked for guidance.

  "It's simple, just do nothing and wait for a good show on stage." Jiang Kongming said with a faint smile.

  "What a good show?" Xu Haifeng knew that he had definitely set up another trick to deceive people, but didn't know who the unlucky one would be this time.

  Jiang Kongming slightly waved the white feather fan that never left his side, and said with a pleased expression: "I dare to bet that by now, the Xiongnu people have already locked onto their biggest suspect - Aben Zongshi. My lord can try guessing who will make a move against Aben, that scapegoat."

  Xu Haifeng is not an idiot, if he still can't answer this question, then it's really hopeless: "Nonsense, the only ones who can deal with a master-level expert are top-notch experts of the same level as the master. The Xiongnu people will definitely ask Tuhe to come out."

  Jiang Kongming nodded in satisfaction: "The lord is right, if Tuotuodi takes action personally, then no matter who wins or loses between him and Auben, the two great empires of Xiongnu and Caesar will both turn against each other, and there will be no peace for them in the future. And our Great Han can reap the benefits without lifting a finger."

  Xu Haifeng slapped his thigh and said: "General, you are indeed brilliant. Only you could have come up with such a plan to kill two birds with one stone."

  At this point, Xu Haifeng deeply congratulated himself on getting Jiang Gongming, a military strategist unparalleled in the world.

  Not only did he successfully rescue Liu Ting from the palace, but also managed to shift the blame onto Auben Zongshi. These two tasks that were almost impossible to accomplish became effortless for him. So, what else in the world could be difficult for him?