Chapter 161 Dispersed

"Golden Sword Sect?" Han Xu said without thinking, "Disband it."

"Disband?" Lin Feng was a little surprised. In his opinion, now is the best time for the members of the Golden Sword Sect to return. Wouldn't it be a pity to disband them?

"Disband. "Han Xu affirmed again.

From Lin Feng, Han Xu had learned that the Golden Sword Sect was actually the power of the Holy Dao Palace. Since the Holy Dao Palace placed the Golden Sword Sect in the royal city, they would definitely not let it go easily. If the poisonous snake was killed, perhaps a more powerful saint general would come.

And now that the four elders are dead, it won't be long before the gang members will inevitably be in turmoil. It will be very troublesome to sort out these things. Even if the people's hearts are united in the end, the overall strength of the Golden Sword Sect will definitely be greatly reduced. It is hard to say whether it can still play the expected effect at that time.

So, Han Xu decided to let the Golden Sword Sect fend for itself.

Lin Feng didn't insist anymore, but he felt guilty. Han Xu asked him to be the leader of the Golden Sword Sect, and he had high hopes for him, but in fact, the Golden Sword Sect managed by Lin Feng did not play a big role except for sending some silver bills to Han Xu.

After returning home, Han Xu told everyone his decision, and Bai Yiyi and Nishang both expressed their support.

Han Xu said: "Although the Golden Sword Sect doesn't care, we can't be careless about our own power. "

"Yiyi, Nishang, the hall you two are in charge of is independent of the Golden Sword Sect, and the people in the hall are all your trusted people. Take this opportunity to become independent and establish another force, a force that belongs only to us."

"You can find some trustworthy and capable people in the Golden Sword Sect to join in the next few days, but you must adhere to the principle of "better to have less than enough". Our people must be capable and absolutely loyal."

Han Xu reminded again. Since Han Luoling came to the royal city, Han Xu realized the importance of cultivating his own forces. Many things cannot be done by one person alone.

"I know, young master, don't worry, we know what to do."

Nishang asked: "Young master, since you want to create your own force, you must have a name."

"Yes, young master, give it a name." Yingying also joined the discussion. Everyone is an old acquaintance, and there is no obstacle to integration.

"Name? "

Han Xu fell into deep thought. He recalled what Han Luoling asked him that day in Weiyang Palace, so he said, "Let's call it Shura Palace."

"This may not be too much." Bai Yiyi said hesitantly, "It's too murderous."

"Yes, it sounds scary." Qing'er also said.

Han Xu said, "It's meant to be scary. The purpose of Shura Palace is that one day in the future, everyone will be afraid from the bottom of their hearts when they hear these three words."

This time, Han Xu did not give everyone more opportunities for democratic discussion, and almost arbitrarily decided the name of Shura Palace.

"Sister, if the world sees you as a witch, then I will become Shura who kills all people in the world."

In a secret room, behind a large screen sat an unfathomable man.

And outside the screen was Zhang He. He looked around and said, "Is there a dead person here? ”

A voice came from behind the screen: "Hong Gu was not doing a good job, so I cleared her out. Old Zhang, you haven't been here for a long time, right?"

"You know why I came."

"Because of your grandson's death?"

"Yes." Zhang He said, "I checked Chi'er's body myself. His fatal injury was definitely not caused by sword energy, but Lin Zhi practiced swordsmanship, so Chi'er's cause of death was definitely not what Han Xu said, that he died with Lin Zhi to protect Han Luoling."

Zhang He said with certainty: "There must have been another extraordinary person present at the time. According to my speculation, it was this extraordinary person who killed Chi'er and Lin Zhi."

"Who do you suspect?"

"I don't know, but I think this extraordinary person is very likely related to Han Xu."

"Oh? Why not Han Luoling? "

"Because Han Luoling was injured and fainted, I heard from the imperial physician that she desperately used a secret method to improve her realm in a short period of time. If it is not handled properly, it is likely to leave irreversible internal injuries. "

"If this extraordinary person is related to Han Luoling, he would not wait until she uses the secret method before taking action, so the most likely person is Han Xu. "

Zhang He did not know that his speculation was very close to the truth, but he did not expect Zhang Chi to suddenly turn against Han Luoling under such circumstances. He continued: "I have been to Han Xu's house, but was repelled by an extremely sharp sword energy. At that time, the White-clothed Sword Demon happened to appear in the royal city. "

"Old Zhang, you have been monitoring Han Xu for seven years, but have you found anything?" The man behind the screen said, "If Han Xu really has the support of so many extraordinary strongmen, can he still be called a waste for more than ten years? "

"Besides, can a strong man like the White-clothed Sword Demon be willing to be a thug for a waste? "This is exactly what I feel is contradictory, unless..." "Unless what?" "Unless Han Xu's true appearance is definitely not what we usually see." Zhang He said, "So, I have to intensify my investigation of Han Xu." There was silence behind the screen for a long time, and then a heavy sigh came out, saying: "Let's stop this matter here." "What?" Zhang He was angry when he heard it, "I spent seven years, and now even my only grandson is involved in it, and you want me to stop here?"

Zhang He said: "Zhuang Cheng, although you are my superior, I will not listen to you on this matter."

Few people know the man called Zhuang Cheng, whether in the martial arts world or in the court, but those who know his name are all one of the top people in the Great Wu Dynasty, and most of them are in awe of this man called Zhuang Cheng.

In Zhang He's words, Zhuang Cheng is the most trusted person of His Majesty the Emperor Wu, and there is no one else.

But even in the face of Zhuang Cheng, Zhang He still insisted on his opinion. He paid too much to investigate the King of Han, and Zhang Chi's death was the last straw that broke his back.

Zhuang Cheng rarely came out from behind the screen, and his tall and burly body was like an insurmountable mountain in front of Zhang He.

He said, "Zhang He, you and I have worked together for many years, and I know your character very well."

"If that's the case, don't stop me."

"It's not that I want to stop you, but His Majesty has ordered to stop all investigations against the Han family."

"Your Majesty..." Zhang He heard it, as if he had lost his soul, "Why?"

He asked weakly.

"How can you and I guess what Your Majesty is thinking?" Zhuang Cheng said, "Listen to my advice."

Zhang He lowered his head and was speechless for a long time. His already hunched body seemed to have aged a lot in an instant.

After a long time, he raised his head, his eyes full of determination, and he took out the black token that he had never left for decades from his arms, and presented it to Zhuang Cheng with both hands.

Zhuang Cheng didn't seem surprised by his actions. After taking the token, he asked, "Have you thought it through?"

Zhang He nodded.

Zhuang Cheng said, "Okay, from now on, you have nothing to do with Youying, and everything you do and say can only represent yourself."