My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Ning Changqun might die before the petition even reaches the Capital City?!

Governor Liu and Mr. Hou exchanged glances, their minds drafting countless impeaching memorials.

What on earth is Sun Xiangzong up to?

All these years,

this old thing has always cooperated in ceding power, but today he suddenly pulled this stunt, what is he really trying to do?

Is he having second thoughts?!

"Gentlemen,"

Sun Xiangzong turned his gaze back to them and began to speak slowly, "This old man is actually helping you. If Ning Changqun's chaos within Selected Point isn't dealt with seriously, how will you take over in the future?"

"..."

Neither Governor Liu nor Mr. Hou knew how to respond.

Does this mean there are no second thoughts?

To kill Ning Changqun is to establish authority, to prepare for the upcoming battle against the barbarians?

But isn't the cost too great?

Martial Saint!

"Supervisor Sun!"

Governor Liu mustered his courage and said, "Even if Ning Changqun dies, someone from the Capital City will still be sent to take over Cloud Camp and Sky Wolf Camp, and the military expansion and personnel arrangements should still be managed by the court and the Ministry of War!"

"Oh, this old man has never refused you, there is no need to raise your voice so loudly."

Sun Xiangzong hissed a breath and suddenly seemed to remember something, "Mr. Liu, Mr. Hou, what do you think, could Ning Changqun have been under someone else's instruction?"

The atmosphere that had just begun to relax immediately dropped to freezing point again.

Mr. Hou leaped up, gliding over the water like a dragonfly, landing a hundred feet away before hurriedly saying, "I know nothing! Even if there were, it has nothing to do with me! The imperial edict from Mr. Chen was still announced by me, how could I possibly harm him!"

He indeed had no involvement.

But he could guess it was arranged by people on the Crown Prince's side.

"Mr. Hou, your Qinggong is quite impressive."

Sun Xiangzong complimented, then looked towards Governor Liu, "Mr. Liu, what do you think, does Ning Changqun have someone behind him?"

"This official doesn't know!"

Liu Zhongxian's voice trembled as he also wanted to quickly distance himself, but as he turned, he saw Meng Guangxin and two other generals blocking his way.

"Supervisor! I really don't know, eight or nine out of ten, it was Ning Changqun's own idea. He's a Martial Saint, why would he need anyone else to manipulate him?"

He spoke incoherently, only to see the old man slowly walking towards him.

"Sun Xiangzong! What are you doing? It really has nothing to do with this official! After I go back, I can continue to help you investigate, help you clear this up, you... you don't come any closer, don't be rash!"

Panic, fear, and guilt,

a mix of emotions became the driving force for self-preservation.

"Bang—"

Facing the large hand approaching from Supervisor Sun, Liu Zhongxian felt as if he saw a giant "death" character. His Protective Gang Qi burst forth, his crimson official robe billowed, his official hat flew off, and even his hair stood on end as the marble floor beneath him shattered. He mustered all his strength to face the impending crisis.

But his Protective Gang Qi was as fragile as paper in front of that aged hand, not to mention blocking it, it couldn't even slow it down.

"I... I really don't know!"

Liu Zhongxian stubbornly persisted, his eyes bloodshot, his voice even carrying a hint of a sob. Memories of his life flashed through his mind: how he practiced martial arts, started his career, gained recognition, climbed step by step to his current position as a Second-rank official, and his family still in the Capital City.

Finally,

the hand landed, unstoppable.

At the last moment, Governor Liu felt as if his heart was ash, he withdrew his Protective Gang Qi, closed his eyes, and waited for death to come.

However, when the hand landed on his shoulder, nothing happened; it merely patted him gently twice as a calm, old voice sounded by his ear.

"Why so agitated, Mr. Liu? I did not say it had anything to do with you."

Leaving behind that single remark, Sun Xiangzong walked away with his hands behind his back, his steps slow until he vanished from everyone's view.

On the high platform,

the Second-rank official, having reached the Xuanxiang Realm, expected to break through to Martial Saint within the next few years and entrusted with high hopes by the court, likely to take over the governance of Liangzhou in the future, Governor Liu Zhongxian stood there disheveled and extremely discomfited, motionless for a long time, his gaze blankly staring ahead, as if he had lost his senses.

"What a coward!"

Meng Guangxin scoffed, "All these years strutting about, claiming to be some kind of hero."

"Thump!"

Governor Liu collapsed to the ground, gasping for air in great heaves.

"Finished..."

From a distance, Cao Fan couldn't bear to watch: "The Governor will be replaced, it's as good as being dead. What's the point of restraint in controlling the military forces now?"

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"Someone, come and take Mr. Liu down to rest properly!"

Fang Qingyun remained to oversee the situation: "Gentlemen, although the person has been killed and the incident was sudden, there's still a great deal of matters to deal with, so Selected Point has to be suspended for one day. Those who haven't had their exams can go back and prepare well, think about how to break the Formation, you may all disperse now."

Under the urging of the Armored Soldiers,

people finally started to recover from the events and gradually dispersed.

"Bu Qi."

After most of the crowd had left, Fang Qingyun spoke to him alone, "Do you understand now?"

"I understand!"

Sun Buqi nodded firmly: "These people are trying to take my father's military authority. They lost, and they lost miserably! But why not continue the investigation? Why wasn't this Governor Liu killed?"

"Is there still a need to investigate?"

Fang Qingyun smiled: "Who did it was clear from the start. In doing things, one must know when to advance and when to retreat. As long as the goal is achieved, it is a win. Sometimes, being too ruthless can backfire."

Killing Ning Changqun was not an issue.