That's going to kill you."

"Elder Bai, now that there are no cheats, it doesn't matter so much to me whether Feng Yuanqing ascends to that position or not." A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Sang Min's mouth, "And Feng Yuanqing is not worthy of being the prince of the Shang Zhou Dynasty, I just want Feng Wenhuo to pay a price, he has suppressed my Wu clan for so many years, such a good opportunity, how can I let it go!"

Elder Bai looked at Sang Min, his eyes full of worry, "Sang Min, you have to remember that everything must be based on the overall situation."

"I understand, now that there is no cheat, as long as I get the witch seal, I will be the witch emperor, and when the time comes, I will let the two old guys Feng Wenhuo and Sheng Lixin see how the country they laid down was destroyed at the hands of his own grandson." Sang Min's eyes flashed with smugness.

"Sang Min......" Elder Bai stopped when he wanted to speak.

Sang Min turned his head: "Elder Bai, if you have anything to say, don't worry too much."

Elder Bai sighed: "Sang Min, the Wu Clan can't afford to toss anymore, and the elders agree that you inherit the position of the Wu Emperor because you are a collateral bloodline, plus your talent and ability, but you must understand that the survival of the Wu Clan is not just about your honor and disgrace."

"Elder Bai, I know what you elders think." Sang Min snorted coldly, "Let me tell you, the survival of the Wu Clan is not only determined by who the successor of the Witch Emperor is, but more importantly, whether the Witch Emperor has the ability to lead the clan to glory, and how useful can the bloodline be? Don't you understand that only successful rulers can bring greater benefits to their people?"

Elder Bai was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head: "I can't refute your words, but you have to remember that you are a member of the Wu Clan, and you must always remember what your mission is, and don't destroy the foundation and faith of the Wu Clan for thousands of years for personal feelings."

"Elder Bai!" Sang Min's tone was a little excited, "How can I be doing this for my own selfish desires."

Elder Bai closed his eyes and stopped talking, and the room was so quiet that he could barely hear a needle falling on the ground.

After a long time, Sang Min took a deep breath: "Elder Bai, I don't want to argue with you about this, if you don't have other instructions, just retreat first."

"Okay." Elder Bai stood up and said before leaving, "Sang Min, if you really want to do something for the Wu Clan, take the Wu Seal back first."

Sang Min smiled coldly and did not speak.

After Elder Bai left the room, Sang Min looked at the scenery outside the window, and his eyes flashed with an inexplicable light.

He wants to get the witch seal, he wants the entire Shang Zhou Dynasty to become a vassal of the Wu clan, he wants to control everyone's lives, and make everyone tremble under the feet of the Wu clan.

Sheng Zhiyao sat in the room, and Mei Lan, Zhuju and Siya surrounded her.

"Mei'er, how is Tianxiang Pavilion doing lately?"

"Mademoiselle is ready to open at any time."

"Good! We're going to open tomorrow and get ready for the entrance ceremony and make it a little bigger."

"Good! I'll arrange it." Mei'er stood up, and just as she had taken a step, she heard a sharp knock on the door outside.

She quickly ran over and opened the door, only to see Sheng Hangu hurrying into the house.

"Sister, I found it, I found it."

"Third brother, what did you find?" Sheng Zhiyao frowned and looked at Sheng Hangu, "You make it clear."

"I found a shop on Ping Lok Street."

Sheng Zhiyao's eyes lit up: "Is it close to Tianxiang Pavilion?"

Sheng Hangu gasped: "Just a few shops away from our Tianxiang Pavilion."

"Are you sure?" A hint of excitement flashed in Sheng Zhiyao's eyes.

"Yes, sister, I've been looking for a long time, and I've finally found an empty shop."

"That's great." Sheng Zhiyao clapped her hands, her face couldn't hide her excitement, but she suddenly felt that something was wrong, "Third brother, is this shop empty?"

Sheng Hangu nodded: "Yes, the owner of this shop is an old man, who looks to be fifty or sixty years old, he said that this shop is going to be left to his grandson, but his grandson doesn't want to do business, so he wants to sell it, and then I will let him sell it to me."

"What's this old man's name?" Sheng Zhiyao asked.

"I don't know."

When Sheng Zhiyao heard this, she frowned, her eyes unpredictable.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Sheng Hangu saw that Sheng Zhiyao's face was cloudy, and he was a little worried in his heart.

"Third brother, how much is he going to sell this shop?"

Sheng Hangu hesitated: "One hundred taels of gold."

"It's going to be hard." Sheng Zhiyao muttered to herself.

"Sister, what's wrong? Are you too expensive? It's a three-story shop, and although it's not as big as Tianxiang Pavilion, it also has a small backyard."

Sheng Zhiyao raised his head and looked at Sheng Hangu, his eyes were a little complicated: "Third brother, is this shop too cheap?"

"Huh? Are you cheap?" Sheng Hangu was stunned for a moment, "Does my sister have other plans?"

"Third brother, do you know where this old man comes from?"

"I don't know."

Sheng Zhiyao's eyes flashed with a gleam: "Then you should always remember the appearance of this old man, right?"

"Hmm."

"Then doesn't this old man have a long beard, a burly body, and look like an old naughty boy?"

"How do you know?"

"This old man's grandson is about fourteen or fifteen years old, handsome, slender, wearing a purple robe, with a graceful demeanor, it is easy to attract girls, and the most important thing is that he has a pair of different eyes, right?"

When Sheng Hangu heard this, he froze in place, and his eyes rolled: "Sister, do you know?"

Sheng Zhiyao hooked her lips and chuckled: "Third brother, how long do you have to pretend?" How many benefits did Feng Yuanchen and Grandpa Huang give you? Such a big shop charges you a hundred taels of gold?"

Sheng Hangu smiled embarrassedly: "Isn't this not for nothing! Besides, it's not yours."

"Okay, third brother, you don't have to explain, and his things are his, so I'm not rare." Sheng Zhiyao interrupted Sheng Hangu's words, "You only need to answer me, is this shop of his worth a hundred taels of gold?"

Sheng Hangu nodded: "It's worth it, of course it's worth it, it's worth the money."

The corners of Sheng Zhiyao's mouth raised slightly: "That's good."

After speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Sheng Hangu with a back.

Feng Yuanchen was walking in the courtyard, when he suddenly heard a knocking sound, and when he looked over the sound, he saw Sheng Zhiyao set up a ladder and shouted to him: "Feng Yuanchen, if you want to send the shop, send it directly, don't take my brother to lie to me."

The corners of Feng Yuanchen's mouth twitched, and he slowly walked towards the ladder: "Sheng Hangu is really unreliable."

Sheng Zhiyao rolled her eyes: "With your measurements, what should I do when I'm stupid?"

Feng Yuanchen touched his nose: "I don't want to lie to you, I really can't help it."

Sheng Zhiyao pursed his lips: "Since you don't want to lie to me, why do you want another hundred taels of gold?"

"That's because ......" Feng Yuanchen paused, and suddenly asked with a smile, "Come here, I'll sit down with you."

"You want to be beautiful." Sheng Zhiyao unceremoniously refused.

Feng Yuanchen's face was hurt: "Zhiyao, I want to give it to you, will you want it?"

"Don't."

Feng Yuanchen sighed: "Alas, that's not it."

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