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    That’s the way it is.


    Adults often weigh the pros and cons and think carefully before acting.


    But when this was said by a member of the Qiao family, it gave them a strange feeling.


    However, thest sentence did touch Hai Siyuan and the others.


    When they were in the Hundred-mile Desert, although the environment was tough, the challenges they faced were rtively straightforward.


    The old soldiers had no other choice, so they had to choose to fight to the death, surrender was not an option, what the inhuman wanted was their spirit, no prisoners would be taken.


    What they were facing now was actually even moreplicated than before. It wasn’t a difficulty that could be solved just by courage.


    "Being brave but not smart is just foolish behavior," Qiao Mu continued earnestly.Let me put it in simpler terms, "I’ll be frank, even if you guys sneak into the heavenly prison or the imperial pce, Hai Wuya won’t live longer. It’s just risking a few lives for nothing."


    "Every choicees with its own consequences and costs."


    Qiao Mu looked directly at Hai Wuya’s eldest son, now General HaiHai Siyuan, and said, "


    "Hai Wuya has made a decision, and I hope you will respect his decision too."


    Hai Siyuan stayed silent for a long time, his face slowly turning sad.


    This is not just a matter of bravery. Hai Wuya is running out of time, and even a fairy can’t save him.


    Hai Siyuan fought for forty years in a lonely city in the desert, without hesitation if it meant saving his own father.


    "I understand," he whispered.


    Being quite old himself, he didn’t shed tears, but only looked sad.


    "Let’s call it quits on this matter then."


    Qiao Mu didn’t say much, he walked out of the Hai family’s mansion alone and found a nearby inn to stay.


    For the rest of the day, he busied himself in his room and kept an eye on the activities around the Hai family’s mansion.


    As the sun set in the west and darkness fell, he didn’t see Hai Siyuan and the other old soldiersing and going, so he had a good idea.


    "Now that Hai Siyuan and the others have weighed the pros and cons, it’s time for me to do the same," Qiao Mu said to himself.


    Like the old soldiers, Qiao Mu was no longer the reckless young man he once was.


    Considering the advantages and disadvantages beforehand is the right thing to do.


    Hai Wuya and Qiao Mu had some connection through many identities, but because Qiao Mu died quickly, their connection wasn’t very deep.


    If we talk about Hai Wuya’s previous "Xumi Mountain King Sutra," even now Qiao Mu has realized that this martial arts technique was the promise fulfilled by the Wuji Association after assassinating Emperor Yonghe in Nan Province.


    Qiao Mu also gave back to Hai Wuya personally.


    There are more advanced versions of the "Xumi Mountain King Sutra," as well as thetest half version of the "Human Path Sutra," and Hai Wuya’s eldest son, who had been trapped in the Hundred-mile Desert for forty years, was rescued.


    Giving apples to me, and I’ll give pearls in return.


    Qiao Mu had done everything he could and didn’t owe anything to Hai Wuya.


    The biggest issue is that Hai Wuya’s time is running out, his life is approaching its end, and whether he goes or not, he’s on a path to death. The best he can do is to give Hai Wuya a morefortable way to die.


    Either be executed or die from old age.


    So, no matter how much is sacrificed, even risking many lives, the reward is very minimal.


    But the cost has always been there.


    Every choicees with a cost.


    And the cost that Qiao Mu has to pay… he estimated it to start at least a hundred years.


    The benefit he can get? The benefit is that Qiao Mu will have at least a hundred years to focus on practicing, great!


    "No matter how you weigh the pros and cons, you cane to one conclusion: it’s a loss."


    Qiao Mu let out a sigh, tucked the fat cat into the shadow under his butt, pushed open the window, and looked out at the vast night.


    In the night of the Imperial Capital, the night market lights were justing on, and you could see the bustling crowd on the long streets of the Imperial Capital, very lively.


    All under heaven is bustling for profit; all under heaven is moring for gain.


    People either seek fame or pursue profit.


    But in this world, there are fools who try to move mountains with their own strength, regardless of the cost or consequences.


    These fools are notcking in intelligence, nor are they too impulsive.


    They do things without caring about sess, making money for themselves, or gaining fame…


    They have seen the truth of life and the towering mountains in front of them.


    They know their own weaknesses, fully aware that their path ahead is filled with thorns and bloodshed, destined to be a perilous journey.


    Yet they persist with determination, without hesitation.


    These people are seen as foolish by the wise, and as fools by those chasing fame and fortune.


    In Qiao Mu’s eyes, Hai Wuya is the kind of foolish person who knows something can’t be done but still does it.


    "A figure like Hai Wuya should not meet such an end."


    Qiao Mu leaped forward and disappeared into the night.


    ………….


    The bright moon hung high in the night sky, casting silvery moonlight on the ground, making the brightly lit Imperial City even more radiant.


    Tonight, there were many more Imperial Guards patrolling the pce than usual.


    Well-equipped Imperial Guards soldiers moved back and forth in the Imperial City, theirnterns flickering like fish in the night.


    Emperor Yonghe watched the bustlingnterns outside the window, feeling uneasy.


    "Your Majesty, ten thousand Imperial Guards are patrolling the pce, and eight hundred Flying Fish Guards are guarding the Imperial Study. The pce has be a fortress, even the skilled Eight-armed Heavenly Dragon couldn’t sneak in." Guard Chu said.


    The Emperor Yonghe remained silent, feeling a bit uneasy with a furrowed brow.


    An army of ten thousand could exhaust even a superb martial artist, as they too can tire out eventually.


    "Will we have a safe night tonight?" thought Emperor Yonghe.


    He didn’t know how Hai Wuya was doing, but after keeping Hai Wuya in the pce, the royal physician checked on him as usual.


    After the examination, they found out that Hai Wuya was very sick and might not survive the next three days.


    "Hai Wuya is very ill. Since he is a high-ranking member of the Wuji Association, the Martial Saint must know about his condition… So the Wuji Association should note tonight."


    "Maybe they will conduct the execution early tomorrow to prevent any trouble…"


    As Emperor Yonghe was pacing in the Imperial Study, he suddenly heard noiseing from the distant imperial city.


    The lights that were moving swiftly in the night quickly gathered towards the direction of the noise, forming a stream of lights.


    "Your Majesty, a skilled martial artist has jumped over the pce wall with excellent agility, but was spotted by the patrolling Imperial Guards." A Flying Fish Guard rushed to the front of the Imperial Study and reported while kneeling.


    "The criminals from the Wuji Association actually came? How many are there?"


    "Only one person found so far."


    "Don’t let your guard down, there may still be people hiding in the dark, investigate further and report back."


    After a while, more and more lights gathered towards the noisy sound, forming a glowing river that gradually grewrger.


    "Your Majesty, only one person has invaded the pce, but that person is Qiao Shuanggui, a martial artist from the Qiao family who is well-known for his skills."


    "A Qiao family member? What’s the connection with him…" Emperor Yonghe pondered for a moment and then said:


    "Send a Flying Fish Guard to inform that Qiao family member that Hai Wuya is already gravely ill and doesn’t have long to live."


    "…."


    "Your Majesty. The Flying Fish Guard who delivered the message was killed by the Qiao family member with a powerful finger technique, and Qiao Shuanggui showed no reaction, as if he had already known about it."


    "He already knew? If he was aware that Hai Wuya was gravely ill, why did he stille to invade the pce? It doesn’t make sense." Emperor Yonghe furrowed his brows, pondering deeply before suddenly realizing:


    "It’s darkest under themp."


    "He didn’te for Hai Wuya at all, he had ulterior motives. He must be an assassin here to kill me! In the past, a Qiao family member has done the same thing."


    No one believed that someone would sacrifice their life for an old man on the verge of death. Many believed he had other ns, a grander goal like assassinating the emperor.


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