Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld

Such terrifying Divine Thought...

It only belongs to a Great Mage!

Not a Master.

If it were a Master, it wouldn’t be so easily discovered by him.

The other party seems to have no malice, merely using Divine Thought to discern if Fang Zheng is lying; unfortunately, such a Dharma Gate is useless against him.

Whether it’s the One-Character Heart-Clearing Slash or the Yama Visualization Method, both can shield external perceptions, making others believe all answers are true.

Moreover.

The Celestial Secret Compass can also distort the perception of others’ Divine Thoughts.

Indeed,

after advancing to no leaks, Fang Zheng’s aura leaks not a bit, even his thoughts are as transparent as glistening diamonds, crystal clear.

Others may find it exceedingly difficult to detect his lies.

But in a small place like Gu’an County, there’s not even a Mage, so where would a Great Mage come from?

Over the next few days, several people came to the room, their questions seemingly casual conversations, yet eventually directing back to the Fang Mansion’s backyard.

To Jin Shu, Liu Qinghuan.

As for leaving...

Not a single word mentioned!

Fang Zheng was in no rush; he answered a few sentences when questioned, and when left alone, he requested a mat to sit cross-legged and meditated quietly.

He has just achieved the no leaks and needs consolidation.

In his mind, there are numerous gifts left by Master Jiuyuan, so he doesn’t feel bored.

This day.

"Brother Fang!"

Xu Xiu, whom he hadn’t seen for a long time, pushed open the door, waved to him, and smiled:

"Let’s go, you can leave now."

"Much obliged." Fang Zheng smiled faintly, bowed, and approached Xu Xiu, asking softly:

"Why is Brother Xu still in Gu’an County?"

He was supposed to be at General Yang’s side as an Assistant General, and it was logical for him to go to Zhaonan Prefecture to suppress the rebellion, but presently he is still in Gu’an County.

It seems,

something major has indeed occurred in Gu’an County.

However, before he reached the county town, he was detained and locked up here, besides being questioned, having no other communication, and oblivious to external events.

"Hmm..."

Xu Xiu’s gaze flickered, scanning the surroundings, and whispered:

"Lord Governor is dead!"

"What?" Fang Zheng showed surprise:

"How could it be?"

"Indeed!" Xu Xiu raised his head, looking strange:

"How could it be?"

"Lord Governor was an esteemed official of the Imperial Court, a backbone minister, accompanied by Great Mages, with me and others guarding him constantly."

"Yet..."

"He just died!"

Saying this, he stomped the ground fiercely.

Being one of those responsible for Lord Governor’s security, Xu Xiu might not have the primary responsibility but still could not avoid some people’s reproaches.

In these few years,

his prospects for promotion are slim.

What should have been an opportunity to climb high branches now has become a root of misfortune for his future, pondering on this, how could he not be resentful?

"Who did it?" Fang Zheng’s eyes flickered:

"Surely an exceptional master, right?"

"..." Xu Xiu pursed his lips, slowly saying after a long pause:

"Lord Governor died at the hands of two women, those women were peculiar, their martial arts were weak, yet their means were unfathomable."

"Even after killing, they escaped, but one definitely cannot survive."

"Brother Fang..."

"Someone says, it was the two women you kept in your backyard who did it."

"Impossible!" Fang Zheng shook his head:

"The two women by my side, one has passed away, the other has traveled far with uncertain fate, how could they have the capability to harm the Lord Governor’s life?"

"Heh..." Xu Xiu chuckled softly:

"Brother Fang, why conceal it from me, the two are not dead at all."

"They truly are dead." Fang Zheng’s expression remained unchanged:

"I can take you to see her remains."

Xu Xiu raised an eyebrow.

"Forget it!"

He waved his hand:

"It seems Brother Fang doesn’t even trust me, but it matters not now, as presently in Gu’an County, everyone up top and down below are Brother Fang’s people."

"You insist it’s not, yet no one can bring forth evidence."

"Brother Xu." Fang Zheng stopped, his face grave:

"If you persist in thinking so, I have no means to convince otherwise, but in the city, many affluent families keep songstresses, why target me?"

"After years of friendship, do you not even trust me?"

"Clang clang clang..."

Before he finished, suddenly squads of armored elite soldiers emerged around, the soldiers wielding guns and drawing bows, restless.

"Well then!"

Fang Zheng squinted, scanning the surroundings:

"Brother Xu, you intended to deceive me, didn’t you?"

"You never intended to let me leave, did you?"

"Fang Zheng." Xu Xiu’s expression changed drastically, turning fierce:

"Whether it’s done by your people, you know very well, does the music from your backyard think it cannot be heard?"

"Adding crime without basis, why worry about lacking excuses!" Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Surname Xu, despite treating you as a friend, you now scheme against me, from today onward, there’s no need for camaraderie between us!"

"Camaraderie?"

Xu Xiu sneered, rasping angrily:

"Years ago, when you witnessed my plight, did you ever lend a hand?"

"You cared only for your own survival, moreover fattened yourself on my shattered household, your assets even contain the martial hall’s share!"

"What qualifies you to seek camaraderie with me?"

"Enough!"

A person dressed as a Fourth-Grade Military Officer walked in, frowning upon hearing:

"Take him back."

"General!" Xu Xiu turned, glaring:

"This man holds the greatest suspicion; I advise using interrogation."

"General!" Fang Zheng turned leisurely and bowed from afar:

"For long, I have heard of the General’s renowned name, waging campaigns to suppress rebellions, I have always admired deeply, in the coming year, Fang Porcelain wishes to sponsor ten thousand silver taels to your esteemed military."

"To aid the Generals in suppressing the rebellion."

Damn,

force me to use my trump card!

?

"Gasp..."

"Twenty thousand taels!"

"Truly wealthy!"

The scene immediately filled with noise, many soldiers’ eyes changed, their hands pulling bows and holding guns retracted slightly, fearing to injure the wealthy patron in front.

"General!" Xu Xiu’s face shifted, hurriedly reminded:

"Confiscating Fang Porcelain’s assets would still yield more than twenty thousand taels!"