...
Seeing Qian Renxue's anxious and nearly exploding expression, Xuan Hao gently blew on the steam from his teacup, took a sip, and then slowly raised his head to ask:
"Your Highness, I don't quite understand your logic."
"Hu Liena is from the Spirit Hall, what does that have to do with me?"
"How can it be unrelated?!"
Qian Renxue's eyes widened.
"According to your logic..."
Xuan Hao put down his teacup, counted on his fingers, and asked seriously:
"I hang out with Ning Rongrong every day, and I even take her to rob people.
Does that mean I've become a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"
"If I hold hands with Dugu Yan, does that mean I've become that old poisoner Dugu Bo's henchman?"
Xuan Hao pointed at Qian Renxue, then at himself, and said with a half-smile:
"And you, Your Highness the Crown Prince."
"We've hit it off so well lately, we're practically sworn brothers.
Does that mean I, Xuan Hao, am just a lackey of the Heavenly Dou royal family?"
"this..."
Qian Renxue was speechless for a moment.
"You see, this logic doesn't make sense."
Xuan Hao shrugged, looking completely matter-of-fact:
"When I, Xuan Hao, make friends, I look at the person, not their background.
I play with the little witch of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, I play with Dugu Bo's granddaughter, I play with Your Highness the Crown Prince, and now I'm playing with the Pope's disciple... Is there any conflict between these?"
"Just because she's from the Spirit Hall, does that mean I have to avoid her?
That would be a sign of having a guilty conscience!"
Xuan Hao stood up, walked to Xue Qinghe, looked directly into her somewhat flustered eyes, and said, word by word:
"Your Highness, please don't be so sensitive."
There's a saying that goes, "Only those who are guilty need to cover it up."
"An upright person has nothing to fear. Only those with a guilty conscience will hide and think that everything others see is wrong."
"I want everyone to see that I don't just play with the royal family and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, I also play with the Spirit Hall!"
"All factions want to win me over and have sent their best core disciples to contact me."
What does this mean?
"This proves that Xuanhao is a rare commodity!"
"The more I can get along with everyone, the less they can figure out my stance, and the less they dare to touch me easily.
Instead, they will compete to win me over, for fear of pushing me into their opposing camp."
"This is the way of balance."
At this point, Xuan Hao patted Xue Qinghe on the shoulder and said meaningfully:
"Your Highness, remember one thing."
"Only people with a guilty conscience will feel that other people are looking at them strangely."
"The reason you're so scared and nervous..."
"It's not because I brought Huliena back."
"It's because...you yourself are the biggest demon."
Hearing these words, Qian Renxue's tightly furrowed brows relaxed somewhat, but the worry in her eyes still lingered.
She took a deep breath, but still couldn't help but retort:
"You make it sound so easy."
"The so-called balance and blind spots are based on the premise that everything is under your control. But what if things don't?
"What if something unexpected really happens?
What if someone is determined to investigate your background?
Or what if someone actually puts the evidence out in the open... what will you do then?"
"Once your identity is confirmed, you will be doomed!"
"well..."
Xuan Hao sighed helplessly, looking at Qian Renxue as if she were a fool:
"Senior sister, you still don't understand what I mean."
"How many accidents are there?
Even if something really did happen, and someone pointed their finger at me and said that Xuan Hao was from the Spirit Hall... so what?"
Xuan Hao leaned back comfortably in his chair, his hands clasped behind his head.
"Come on, let's review my rise to power in Tiandou City."
"Initially, it was your good brother Xue Beng who was looking for trouble and provoked me on the streets of Tiandou City, which led to you and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School discovering me.
Ning Fengzhi, that old fox, got involved in this matter in order to win me over."
"Then, because of the avalanche, Dugu Bo, a royal retainer, was implicated.
And what happened?
Not only did Dugu Bo not kill me, but he also became a close friend of mine despite our age difference, and even entrusted his granddaughter to me."
"To atone for the avalanche, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was involved in the whole process.
That little witch Ning Rongrong even swaggered into the Heaven Dou Royal Family's treasury with me and robbed your family's national treasures together."
At this point, Xuan Hao sat up straight and tapped his fingers lightly on the table.
"Your Highness, have you clearly understood the relationship involved?"
In this tangled web of relationships, who can remain unscathed?
"Everyone was on this boat, everyone contributed, and everyone helped to create my current influential position in Tiandou City."
"If I were a member of the Spirit Hall, a spy with ulterior motives..."
"Then, may I ask, who is my accomplice?"
"Was it the Fourth Prince, Xue Beng, who let the wolf into the house?"
"Is it the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the one that called me brothers and even helped me cover for them?"
"Is this still the same Emperor Xueye who favored me so much, even condoning my plundering of the national treasury?"
"even..."
Xuan Hao pointed at Qian Renxue:
"And then there's Your Highness the Crown Prince, who has confided in me and even used his privileges to make things convenient for me."
"If my identity is exposed, who among you will be happy?
Who can clear their name?"
Qian Renxue's expression froze, and her pupils contracted slightly.
yes.
This tangled web of relationships has long bound everyone together.
If Xuan Hao is a member of the Spirit Hall, then what does Ning Fengzhi become?
A fool who aids the enemy?
Or a traitor secretly colluding with them?
What has become of the Snow Night Emperor?
A muddle-headed, incompetent, and senile old fool who let wolves into his house?
"Everyone will be suspicious of each other, and everyone will feel insecure."
Xuan Hao leaned back in his chair and said leisurely:
"Would Ning Fengzhi wonder if this was a scheme set up by the royal family?
Would the royal family wonder if this was a conspiracy by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"
"In this situation, for these intelligent people who are extremely protective of their reputation and extremely suspicious, admitting that I am a spy is tantamount to admitting that they themselves are fools or accomplices."
"They can't afford this price."
"Even if someone does have doubts, or even if someone actually produces evidence, they will subconsciously deny it and try to justify themselves."
"They will think that this is a frame-up by their political enemies, that someone is trying to sow discord between them and that mysterious, reclusive family, or even that they want to destroy their spirit!"
"As for Huliena..."
Xuan Hao shrugged, looking completely indifferent.
"In their eyes, this is nothing more than the Spirit Hall finally getting restless after seeing how coveted I am, and sending people to bid for me as well."
"This will not only not make them suspicious, but will make them even more convinced that I, Xuan Hao, am indeed worth their lavish efforts to win over!"
"Otherwise, why would the proud Spirit Hall send a personal messenger of the Pope to use a honey trap on me?"
Qian Renxue sat in the chair, listening to these words that could be described as "heart-piercing," and remained silent for a long time.
Looking at the nine-year-old boy in front of her, she suddenly felt a deep chill, but at the same time, she also felt a strange sense of... peace of mind.
This kid is really too cunning.
So many that even she, a "veteran spy" who had been lying low for many years, felt somewhat ashamed of herself.
He not only manipulated all forces at will, but he also meticulously calculated the psychological weaknesses and vested interests of these important figures.
As he said.
When a lie drags everyone into it, maintaining the lie becomes a consensus among everyone.
"call..."
Qian Renxue exhaled a long breath, and her tense body finally relaxed.
She looked at Xuan Hao, shook her head helplessly, and a bitter smile appeared on her lips:
"Your mouth..."
"You can make the dead seem alive."
"Alright, since you're so confident, then go ahead and do whatever you want."
"but..."
Qian Renxue's eyes narrowed, and she warned:
"You'd better tone it down. Even though everyone will cover for you, you can't really go completely overboard."
"Especially that Hu Liena, don't let her cause any trouble in Tiandou City!"
"Don't worry!" Xuan Hao turned around.
"As long as the money is there, we can talk about anything."
"Now that Your Highness has arrived, shouldn't His Highness pay the bill for tonight's meal?"
"After all, I not only have to support my younger sister, but also my senior sister, so the pressure is immense!"
Qian Renxue's face darkened: "Get out!!"
He's asking her for money to support other women?
Could this bastard be any more of a bastard?!
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