Chapter 125 Testing Suspicion
“Fellow.”

Tang Bingwen seemed to have heard some sarcastic words, and his brows showed a bit of undisguised contempt, and he sighed:

"If we are in the same boat, we will be enemies. If we have different paths, we will not be able to work together."

“Others may not be able to see it clearly, but coincidentally, these colleagues understand it quite well.”

"Even if there is an order from Mr. Xu, it is still unclear whether these people will stab our Tang Sect."

From Su Huo's perspective, these excuses seemed to imply a refusal, but upon closer inspection, they also seemed like a loud request.

Just as he was stuck in trying to find a solution, Xia Liuqing, who was standing beside him, spoke again:
"Master Tang, if you don't trust us, we can just lie dormant in the back and wait for a good opportunity. When the other sects have consumed their resources first, you can strike and win."

"Oh? That's a good suggestion, Mr. Wang."

Tang Bingwen glanced at this inconspicuous character in surprise, and changed the subject again:
"I wonder which assassination expert in the world is willing to restrain the head of the Trinity Sect?"

"The only ones who are powerful are Sin Sand, Shadow Bamboo Society, and Myriad Thoughts Hand."

"I have seen their methods before, and they are not amazing. Even if we go all out and have the advantage in numbers, our chances of winning are not great."

The plain words seemed to have an unquestionable meaning. Xia Liuqing stood there in a daze, wanting to say something but unable to find any reason to refute.

This mythical scene left a deep impression on his heart.

A white figure stepped out from the void, creating ripples, and the leader was slaughtered in less than a moment. This fear almost became his shadow.

It happened that Xia Liuqing was stunned and speechless at that moment, which was noticed by Tang Bingwen. He was originally still hesitant and suspicious in his heart, but now he was sure of it.

Faced with the ironclad facts, Su Huo's face turned gloomy and embarrassed. He gritted his teeth and said:

"Looking around the world, there are probably few people who can beat him."

"But a tiger cannot stand up to a pack of wolves. As long as the people of Trinity Sect are still flesh and blood, they will eventually be wiped out."

"Besides, I have made all the necessary arrangements."

Then, Su Huo put down his teacup, not wanting to waste any more time talking, and said:
"That's all Xu has to say. I can't force you to do anything. Whether this deal goes through or not depends entirely on your decision, the head of the gate."

"As long as you agree, the reward can be doubled."

Su Huo made the biggest concession and offered to hire Tang Men at a price far higher than the market price. If it still didn't work, he would no longer have any illusions and go directly to the next stop.

After all, the other assassination forces only need to spend money to defeat them, and their strength may be slightly stronger than the severely damaged Tang Sect.

"This guy is not worthy of being a partner in a conspiracy. I don't like the alliance between those families."

Tang Bingwen clearly refused: "Tangmen is unable to accept this business, you two, please go back."

"Master Tang, do you really want to wait and see? If your colleagues win the first place and really destroy the Sanyi Sect, it will be a great honor. I'm afraid your business will be difficult in the future."

Xia Liuqing still refused to give up and tried to persuade Tang Bingwen, but Tang Bingwen turned a deaf ear to him and just smiled and said nothing.

Su Huo could no longer think of any reason to convince the Tang Clan, so he decisively gave up and stood up, bowed slightly, and said goodbye:

"Then I won't bother you, Master Tang. I regret this, but there is still a long way to go. I hope we can have another chance to cooperate with you."

"Slow down, it's not far."

Tang Bingwen stared at Su Huo and Xia Liuqing, his tone as calm as ever, with no intention of keeping them.

This is the end.

The negotiations failed. Su Huo, who had driven all night, suppressed his unhappiness in his heart and felt the vague murderous aura around him. Without any unnecessary nonsense, he quickened his pace and left the meeting hall.

After they left, the two phantom barriers standing beside Tang Bingwen were removed, revealing Tang Jian and Yang Lie.

"Now, apart from the remnants of Quan Xing, I'm afraid no one has any grudge against the Trinity Sect."

Yang Lie thought for a moment, then asked:
"Do you want to kill them on the way? I'll call some people."

Tang Bingwen shook his head, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice:

"I don't know what means these two demons used to conceal their true appearance, but since they dared to take the risk to come here to discuss business, they at least took certain precautions."

"If we act rashly, we will only alert the enemy."

Tang Jian was also apprehensive, and reported the intelligence he had gathered one by one:

"Just now I was observing from the dark. There were twelve escorts outside the door. They were all armed with guns. They even had ten boxes of gold. These people are from powerful backgrounds. Even if we kill them, there will be more trouble later."

Yang Lie felt very thorny, and suddenly remembered Tang Bingwen's previous test, so he asked: "Master, do you think the colleagues they mentioned are the ones in Sin Ye Sha?"

"That's probably it. That Xu is an old hand. It's hard to ask him questions. He keeps his mouth shut. He won't talk unless I'm dragged into it."

"It was the attendant next to him who lost his temper and revealed some flaws, which were similar to what I initially guessed."

Tang Bingwen showed a gloating smile and said:

"There are quite a few experts in these companies. They have developed rapidly in recent years, acted in a high-profile and ostentatious manner, and have become more and more arrogant. It's time for them to fall flat on their faces."

"Then do you think we need to notify Trinity Gate?"

Throughout the history of the Tang Clan, there have been members who died at the hands of Quan Xing, and the Sanyi Clan happened to be Quan Xing's mortal enemy. Tang Jian didn't mind going with the flow and doing him a favor.

Even Yang Lie was slightly moved when he heard this suggestion;
With the current capabilities of the Sanyi Sect, not only can they slaughter all the remnants of the Quan Xing Sect, but they are even very likely to destroy the potential rivals of the Tang Sect as well.

Thinking of this, he also persuaded: "Captain, I think it's feasible."

Tang Bingwen did not comment on their suggestion, but said to himself:
"We are all in the same alliance, so sending intelligence seems to be a sign of currying favor with the powerful."

"Or to put it another way, if Sect Master Jiang knew about it in advance, those sects were doomed to perish."

"Whether it was intentional or not, the fact is that we used him to eliminate the threat. Wouldn't it be a joke to plot against our allies like this?"

Tang Jian and Yang Lie remained silent. They obeyed all the decisions made by the head of the sect.

"The Tang Sect has its own rules. Invite him to be our guest and discuss business in an upright manner."

Tang Bingwen ordered Tang Jian: "Time is tight, I'm leaving this to you, leave immediately, and don't make any mistakes."

"Okay." Tang Jian took the order and set off immediately without delay.

"You keep busy, I'm going to go relax."

Tang Bingwen left these words to Yang Lie and then stood up and left the meeting hall.

The sun was shining warmly outside, and he gradually walked along the path to a nearby hut, feeling depressed.

"You're here, Uncle Tang."

Suddenly, a greeting interrupted Tang Bingwen's thoughts.

I saw a woman in yellow clothes washing clothes next to the thatched earthen hut, and she was too inconvenient to get up to help.

Tang Bingwen smiled gently, "Yes, I came to see Xiaomei. You guys go ahead and do your work."

Before I knocked on the door and entered the room, I heard intermittent laughter.

"Yah"

"Fly."

"Ha ha."

Tang Bingwen's right hand, which was against the door, stiffened slightly. The next moment he pushed it open, he saw a disciple holding a bowl of black Chinese medicine, squatting beside the wooden bed and begging bitterly:
"Xiaomei, be obedient. Let's drink the medicine first and then play."

"Fly."

The girl on the bed was wearing a linen-gray dress. The exposed cuffs revealed hideous scars covering her body, from her hands to her feet.

She looked dull, as if she couldn't hear Zhang Wang's call. Her empty eyes stared at the paper cranes in her hands, playing alone.

Zhang Wang heard the door open. He turned around and saw Tang Bingwen walking over the threshold. He hurriedly greeted him, "Master, why are you here?"

"I have nothing to do, so I came to take a look."

"Give me the medicine."

Tang Bingwen walked straight to the bedside. Zhang Wang handed him the medicine bowl and reminded him, "Take it easy. This medicine is too bitter. Xiaomei doesn't want to drink it."

"I tried to persuade her for a long time, but it was useless. I didn't dare force her to drink. If I forced her, she would stop talking and lie on the bed crying."

Zhang Wang was in a difficult situation. Ever since his master Gao Yingcai died in the Battle of Mianshan, he had taken even more care in taking care of his junior sister, fearing that one day she would ask him where her master had gone and he would not know how to answer.

Tang Bingwen took the bowl of medicine and found that it had been cold for a long time, but he did not blame Zhang Wang, but just showed understanding.

"Thank you for your hard work. Go down first. I'll chat with her."

"Okay, thank you for your help then." Zhang Wang remembered that there was some medicine boiling in the kitchen, so he hurried over to check.

Tang Bingwen held the bowl in one hand and took out several prepared paper cranes with the other. He gathered his Qi slightly and a breeze blew up, making the paper cranes dance and circle in front of the girl.

"Fly."

"many."

"Ha ha."

The girl giggled like a carefree child, which made Tang Bingwen feel uncomfortable. He changed his stern and kind attitude in the sect and became kind instead, communicating with this junior.

"Xiaomei, do you remember Grandpa with white hair?"

"Remember."

The girl was delighted as she looked at the thousands of paper cranes dancing lightly in the air.

“You didn’t lie to me.”

"one two three."

She counted the paper cranes carefully and reached out to touch them cautiously. Seeing the cranes tremble, she smiled brightly.

"Would you like to take the medicine? Grandpa will fold some paper cranes for you later." Tang Bingwen said softly.

"No, the medicine is too bitter." The girl shook her head in resistance.

"After we finish drinking, I'll take you to the market to buy some candied haws?"

"Will you lie to me?"

"will not."

"Then just take a sip, okay?"

"Xiaomei, drink as much as you want. Grandpa won't force you."

Tang Bingwen did not force her. He changed the medicine every year, but there was no effect. Instead of letting Gao Mei suffer, it would be better to make her happy.

“Just a small sip.”

As if she was afraid that the white-haired old man in front of her would go back on his word, the girl moved closer and lowered her head, held the bitter black potion, opened her mouth slightly, took a small sip, and swallowed it with her eyes closed.

"Good boy."

Tang Bingwen rubbed the girl's head lovingly, put down the medicine bowl, and fulfilled his promise.

"Come on, Grandpa will take you to bask in the sun and buy some candied haws."

"Good going! Fly slower."

The paper crane flew out of the house. The girl got out of bed barefoot and stumbled after it.

"Grandpa with white hair, follow me!"

"If you're any slower, I won't wait for you."

(End of this chapter)