Chapter 433 Storm

On the ancient forest road, a horse-drawn carriage is parked.

Lu Buwei walked out of the carriage. The servants set the table and drinks among the woods and quietly retreated to the side.

The surroundings were clean. Sikong Ma came out of the forest holding a fast sword, but his body was stained with blood.

Lu Buwei held the wine cup in his hand and took a sip of wine, but did not ask why. Sikong Ma didn't say anything and stood aside.

After a while, Lu Buwei spoke.

"Sikong Ma, let's go!"

The road to Shu is difficult and long. Seeing this, Sikong Ma asked.

"Who are you waiting for, Lord Marquis?"

"I just think this place is particularly wild and interesting."

Sikong Ma sighed inwardly and handed over his hands.

"We say goodbye now. I'm afraid we won't see each other again. Please take care, Lord Marquis."

After saying that, Sikong Ma left here with his sword in hand.

Lu Buwei waved his hand to the only servant beside him, took out a bag of money from his sleeve and threw it to him.

"Take these and settle down!"

"Master Hou, what are you doing?"

The servant held the bag of money, a little puzzled.

Lu Buwei just waved his hand.

"Go, from now on, you and I are no longer masters and servants. Just change your own way of living!"

Although the servant was puzzled, he had no choice but to stand up and prepare to leave. Lu Buwei warned him from behind.

"Take the carriage with you!"

"I took the carriage away, what will you do, Lord Marquis?"

"I don't need it anymore."

Lu Buwei waved his sleeves again and breathed a sigh of relief, looking particularly relaxed at this time.

There was the sound of horse hooves, and the servant drove the carriage away. At the end of the day, only one person, one case, and a few jars of good wine were left.

Before the wine was over, the clouds had settled, the sky was bright, and the forest was clear. However, due to the disturbance of murderous intent, the birds and beasts dispersed in fright.

The assassins in the net held swords and surrounded the forest, gradually approaching.

Lu Buwei seemed not to have seen him, and was still just drinking. Luo Wang's assassins received orders not to let Lu Buwei enter Shu. The wave of assassins sent earlier was eliminated by Sikong Ma, but soon, a second wave came.

However, before they got close, something happened suddenly.

Ice spears fell from the sky, and a piece of ice rose up, blocking the path of the Snare Assassin. The cold air eroded and the sword light flickered, but Lu Buwei didn't see a trace of blood.

When the four realms were quiet, Wei Zhuang walked into the ice realm with his sword, followed by two tall white-armored soldiers.

"To deal with a dying person, use such a large formation."

Wei Zhuang waved his hand, and the two soldiers retreated, while he stepped forward alone.

"I didn't expect you to come?"

"Since Xiangbang is leaving, I will naturally come."

"Xiangbang? I haven't heard anyone say that for a long time."

Lu Buwei seemed to be remembering the past days, but now, it has no meaning.

"With Xiangbang's wisdom, why don't you take the path of survival?"

After listening to Wei Zhuang's words, Lu Buwei smiled bitterly.

"I know very well what the princes of the six countries are like. Besides, I am already old and have no time and energy to disturb the situation anymore."

Wei Zhuang remained silent. At this time, Marquis Wenxin was indeed much older than the Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty in the past, and he looked kind and kind.

"It's just that since you're here, I can't let you go away empty-handed."

Lu Buwei took out an exquisite small gold box from his sleeve and threw it to Wei Zhuang.

"What's this?"

"This is what I have saved for many years. Now some of my subordinates who still listen to my words, as well as some little secrets, are given to you."

Wei Zhuang opened the box, took out a thin note made of unknown material, and took a look at the densely packed words on it.

"Iron Blood Alliance?" Wei Zhuang looked at Lu Buwei and raised the corner of his mouth, "Isn't it like Xiangbang has no energy left as he said?"

Wei Zhuang wondered in his heart, did Lu Buwei just give him such a box?

"Just, why give it to me?"

"It might be useful in the future."

Lu Buwei took a sip of wine and spoke slowly.

"Does Xiangbang know that giving it to me means giving it to Zhao Shuang?"

Wei Zhuang always believed that there must be resentment in Lu Buwei's heart when he was expelled. However, it may not be clear to whom this resentment is directed more. But no matter what, Wei Zhuang would never think that Lu Buwei and Zhao Shuang were so friendly.

"I have seen what you did in South Korea. I can also guess some of your inner thoughts. But I want to tell you that Zhao Shuang and you are not the same person, and he may not be what you think."

"Is it?"

Wei Zhuang smiled softly and seemed not to care. At this moment, Wei Zhuang was very confident.

Lu Buwei saw it, but didn't say anything more, and just continued drinking.

"When I was young, I was very confident that I would go from being a businessman to becoming a powerful person in the world. I did it, but in these troubled times, there are too many things that I can't control."

Wei Zhuang looked at Lu Buwei at this time and didn't know what to say. After all, he just raised his hands and bowed.

Wei Zhuang couldn't guess what Lu Buwei wanted to do. But in the end, he still accepted the love.

"Xiangbang, take care!"

The ice melted, and the wine jar beside Lu Buwei was empty. He took out the last bottle of wine and poured it into the cup.

The wine was lustrous, Lu Buwei was very cautious, looked at the surrounding mountains and rivers with some nostalgia, and drank the last sip.

"I didn't expect that this would be the place where I, Lu Buwei, died."

Qin Palace.

The sky is still dark, dark clouds are rolling in, and rain is gathering.

King Qin did not handle government affairs at this time as usual, but walked out of the palace.

Zhao Gao walked up the stairs in front of the palace in small steps. When he saw King Qin, he was a little surprised. He walked closer and lowered his head.

"Your Majesty, Marquis Wenxin, Lu Buwei, moved to Shu. On the way, he drank poisonous wine and died. According to reports, before Lu Buwei died..."

King Qin waved his hand, and Zhao Gao closed his mouth in time, lowered his head again, looked respectful, and stepped aside.

King Qin stood in front of the palace and did not say a word for a long time.

From a distance, Zhao Gao has been watching the movements of King Qin. However, the face of the supreme leader of Qin did not look as happy as Zhao Gao expected.

The sky was getting dark, and King Qin's face became increasingly unclear.

After a long time, Zhao Gao opened his ears and only heard a sound coming from the front of the palace.

"I'm afraid it will rain heavily tonight."

Zhao Gao didn't understand what this meant. However, the pouring rain quickly fell and drowned everything.

The rain hit the eaves and fell along the tiles.

Zhao Gao stood outside without any eaves to cover him, letting the rain wet his body, but he didn't dare to move and waited.

"Zhao Gao!"

"The slave is here!"

Zhao Gao trotted over. Even though he was wet, he still licked his smiling face and was extremely flattering.

"CRRC is short of a manager. Go there and do something!"

"My slave, thank you for your kindness!"

Zhao Gao knelt on the ground and knelt on the ground with his head, looking overjoyed.

When he raised his head, King Qin had already walked into the palace, returned to the throne, and continued to deal with government affairs.