"It's precisely because this person is jealous and conceited that he could never be content playing second fiddle to Xun Yu. He must have sensed he was about to be cast aside. At a time like this, a Saint's Book is a timely blessing, putting him in a no-win situation. It's an open conspiracy."
"So this is the Confucian Temple's plan?"
The fair woman finally understood.
...
「Liu Family Manor.」
「During a break in the meeting.」
In truth, Lu Mingyuan's consciousness had already transferred to Monk Fahai.
All this time, Monk Fahai had been quietly grinding levels outside the Capital City, participating in missions arranged by the Vajra Department Institute, hunting Demon Fiends, and occasionally moonlighting as an assassin for Prince Jin's Mansion to take out underground forces.
Projecting his consciousness to think required immense mental energy, but simply issuing orders to kill was quite easy.
To Lu Mingyuan, it felt just like auto-clearing a dungeon.
