The edge of black and white, the junction of day and night.
The east was faintly showing the white of fish belly.
Murong Ba was still sitting alone in the VIP room of a five-star hotel, with empty wine bottles all over the floor. He had drunk a lot that night.
White, beer, red, yellow.
Mixed drinks.
Strong!
When he drank too much, he would lie on the table and sleep for a while, then drink again after waking up.
Half-awake, half-drunk, half-alive, half-dead.
When Murong Ba woke up again, just as he was about to call the waiter to bring another case of wine, he saw Advisor Qiu Zhen sitting opposite him.
Huh?
Murong Ba shook his head and asked, "Why are you sitting here? Weren't you supposed to be doing my bidding, killing those ten talents?"
Qiu Zhen's eyes flickered, and he looked very scared.
Qiu Zhen coughed awkwardly and said, "Master Ba, there was a tiny little accident. I think you should stop drinking. We still need you to handle tonight's affairs personally."
"What?" Murong Ba was furious at once. He grabbed a beer bottle and smashed it at Qiu Zhen, cursing, "Useless trash! I spent so much money raising you, and this is how you do my business? If I have to do everything myself, what's the point of keeping a waste like you? Hurry up, no matter what method you use, you must kill those ten brats!"
Qiu Zhen's tears were about to fall. "Master Ba, I... I can't do it."
"Scoundrel!"
Just as Murong Ba was about to lash out, a very familiar figure walked into the private room.
Upon closer inspection, he realized it was none other than Lu Ming, Murong Ba's most hated enemy!
"It's you?" Murong Ba was greatly surprised.
At this time, why wasn't Lu Ming sleeping at home and running to the private room?
Coupled with Qiu Zhen's fearful expression.
Being as intelligent as he was, Murong Ba vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but he couldn't quite grasp what had happened.
Lu Ming said, "Murong Ba, you don't need to make things difficult for your subordinates anymore. He really can't do what you asked him to do."
Then, Lu Ming waved his hand, and several heavily armed soldiers immediately rushed in, handcuffed Qiu Zhen, and took him away!
Who are they?
Murong Ba's drunkenness instantly cleared.
The situation was wrong!
These soldiers were no ordinary people. They were a different force from those within Modu City and were not part of the same organization as the police managed by Liang Jiadong.
Furthermore, Murong Ba seemed to have seen similar soldiers somewhere before.
The official army!
Murong Ba suddenly remembered that when he was by his sister Murong Shuang's side, he had the chance to witness Murong Shuang training her soldiers. The soldiers under Murong Shuang's command looked very similar to the ones who had just entered and arrested Qiu Zhen!
This indicated that these were people from the official army.
Murong Ba's eyes widened, and he looked at Lu Ming in disbelief, asking, "These soldiers have unusual identities. Even Liang Ren and Liang Jiadong have no authority to mobilize them. Yet, they are obeying you. Lu Ming, who exactly are you?"
At this moment, Murong Ba's curiosity about Lu Ming's identity was greatly piqued.
Never before had he felt such an urgent need to know Lu Ming's true identity.
Heh heh.
Lu Ming chuckled and said, "Don't rush, Murong Ba. I have many things to tell you, and I can only tell them to you. We'll discuss them one by one, no need to be hasty."
The first thing.
Lu Ming looked at Murong Ba coldly and said, "You failed to sign the contract and, in a fit of rage, sent people to assassinate Yang Rongguang and the other ten talents. Is that correct?"
This...
Murong Ba certainly couldn't admit it.
However, since Lu Ming dared to say so, he must have had evidence. What was the point of not admitting it?
Lu Ming snapped his fingers, and immediately soldiers walked in, each carrying ten boxes.
Lu Ming said, "Open them."
The soldiers opened the boxes, revealing bloody heads inside! The heads of Songzang and others! They went to kill for Murong Ba, but not only did they fail to kill, they lost their own lives.
Murong Ba's heart pounded with shock.
These assassins were the top assassins he had painstakingly trained, and they were all wiped out in one night. Lu Ming's ruthlessness was beyond Murong Ba's imagination.
Lu Ming said, "As you can see, all the people you sent are here."
Murong Ba gritted his teeth and questioned, "Stop beating around the bush, Lu Ming. Who are you? What do you want by coming to see me now?"
Lu Ming held up two fingers. "Who I am, and what I want, are two separate questions. Fine, I'll answer them one by one."
He paused.
Lu Ming didn't rush to explain but instead asked, "Do you know, in fact, I had an engagement with your cousin, Murong Shuang?"
What?
Murong Ba almost jumped out of his chair.
How could that be possible?
Lu Ming smiled and said, "I was originally a descendant of the Lu family in the capital. We had some ties with your Murong family, hence the engagement. However, later, our Lu family was wiped out overnight, leaving me as the sole survivor, wandering and tending graves. This led your cousin Murong Shuang to look down on me and break off the engagement."
Hearing this, Murong Ba seemed to recall something.
He said, "I remember now. Our Murong family did have some ties with the Lu family in the capital. But five years ago, a great fire killed dozens of people in the Lu family, and the Lu family fell into decline. After that, we completely severed ties with the Lu family."
Murong Ba said, "But so what? With your current status and position, how could you be worthy of my cousin? Isn't it normal for the engagement to be broken?"
Lu Ming nodded. "I'm not angry about the broken engagement. What angers me is that Murong Shuang regards me as a thorn in her side, a constant annoyance. From Jinling onwards, she suppressed me, and in Modu, she became even more frenzied, secretly ordering you to kill me! It seems my existence is a scar on Murong Shuang's heart, and she must get rid of me."
Murong Ba laughed. "It's good that you have some self-awareness. Your existence is an indelible stain for my cousin! And you actually became a live-in son-in-law to the Jiang family, and the Jiang family is an old enemy of our Murong family! Considering the old and new grudges together, isn't it normal for my cousin to want to kill you? You, you should have died long ago!"
Heh heh.
Should have died?
Lu Ming retorted, "Why should I die, and not Murong Shuang?"
Murong Ba burst into laughter. "Are you an idiot? What is your status, and what is my cousin's status? You are a grave keeper dog who has lost power and status, while my cousin is a three-star general! Who do you think should die, you or my cousin?"
"Oh, is that so?" Lu Ming looked into Murong Ba's eyes. "You mean, whoever has higher status and position should live."
"Isn't that nonsense?" Murong Ba said. "Your status is low, so you deserve to die! That's fate!"
Lu Ming nodded.
Then.
Lu Ming placed a dark, lustrous token inscribed with a five-clawed dragon on the table and said faintly, "Then now, I will tell you about my other identity, the Dragon Warlord!"