"Greater power, more wealth, or perhaps everlasting prosperity for the family, leaping to the highest position below the Jun family, or even replacing the Jun family are all possible!"
"But never to become a martial arts expert, or to unify the martial world."
"Ancient martial artists are no more than brutes in their eyes, merely useful tools!"
Old Bai said slowly, "If they wanted to kill you, they would have mobilized martial arts Grandmasters to surround and kill you long ago. After Mount Yaozi, they had plenty of opportunities."
"According to you, if Grandmasters are so powerful, the official forces can't do much against them. If one Grandmaster can't kill you, then two or three. There have been too many opportunities since Mount Yaozi until now."
Chen Fan smiled helplessly at this.
He didn't believe that the Brotherhood couldn't find an opportunity.
In fact, he had been giving his opponents chances. He hadn't moved into the Dawn Base, nor did he have a company of soldiers guarding him at all times.
But as of now, apart from Song Wuji's reconnaissance that night, nothing else had happened.
"If I'm not mistaken, you are a blade in the hands of the Brotherhood."
"Using you, Mount Yaozi saw many people killed and captured. The Brotherhood must have suffered losses."
"Then using you to kill the Earth Fiends, this matter might have gotten out of hand. The original intention was just to deal with those under the Earth Fiends, not to involve the Earth Fiends themselves, and then the Earth Fiends died!"
Old Bai said, "Tomorrow, the authorities will deploy military and police forces concentrated in the Seven Star Ridge area, and martial arts Grandmasters will also be there to spectate. In the capital, the forces will ironically be depleted!"
"You mean they will make their move tomorrow? Who is the target?"
"It should be you!"
Old Bai tapped the table with his finger and said.
"I will also go to Seven Star Ridge. With heavy troops and coordinated military and police efforts, if they dare to act rashly, they are seeking death!"
"Then they will prevent you from going. There must be ways to achieve that, right?" Old Bai said.
Chen Fan frowned at this. With the Brotherhood's influence, they could indeed achieve this.
"You just said I was their blade, used to deal with Zuo Lizhou?" Chen Fan asked.
"This should be the last use, to tie down Zuo Lizhou's forces."
Old Bai said, "If I were the controller of the Brotherhood, I would definitely have a backup plan."
A backup plan?
Chen Fan thought of a possibility and said, "Yin Yawazi?"
Old Bai said, "It's possible, but mere speculation isn't reliable. However, if they launch it, they probably won't give Zuo Lizhou much opportunity. In short, you must be careful tomorrow."
"I know what to do!"
Chen Fan nodded, "Old Bai, thank you."
"If you say that between us, don't visit again in the future!"
Old Bai shook his head.
Chen Fan chuckled, stood up, and walked out, saying, "It's almost dawn, you should get some sleep."
Without further ado, Chen Fan left and went straight home.
He had no doubt about Old Bai's judgment.
There might be discrepancies in the details, but the overall judgment would never be wrong.
When he was dominating the border in the past, Old Bai was his most important comrade, no one else.
The Iron Blood Camp back then had a saying: "Command the three armies, invincible, look to the God of War. Clever strategies abound, leaving no stone unturned, look to the strategist."
Old Bai was his strategist, the foremost of his ten great generals.
Unfortunately, they could no longer fight side by side, charging into battle.
After a brief rest at his residence, day had already broken.
Chen Fan made a phone call, then cultivated while waiting.
Not long after, Xiang Jingzhu called to report that she had gathered the Dawn Squad and set off for Seven Star Ridge.
In addition, the military and police in the capital also began to move, making arrangements under the command of the military department.
The battle between Grandmasters had been permitted by the authorities, but it had to be under official control.
The ancient city walls of Seven Star Ridge, originally a tourist attraction, would be closed today, with helicopters and drones deployed to monitor the situation at all times.
The Iron Blood Camp stationed in the capital was responsible for defense, setting up checkpoints outside Seven Star Ridge, allowing only people from the martial arts world to spectate.
Another task was to ensure smooth traffic and block news.
Besides maintaining order and stability, the authorities were also displaying their power, deterring these martial artists from the martial arts world.
As the saying goes, "Knights errant defy the law with their might." With hundreds, even thousands, of ancient martial artists converging on the capital, the authorities certainly had to flex their muscles, letting these fearless martial artists know the power of secular forces.
This would make them have reservations and not dare to easily disrupt the order of secular society.
After hanging up the phone, Chen Fan also drove out to Seven Star Ridge.
Along the way, he constantly paid attention to his surroundings.
After leaving the city, he encountered a police checkpoint.
Chen Fan showed his identification. The police officer at the checkpoint looked at his credentials, saluted crisply, and let him pass.
No trouble seemed to have arisen.
Chen Fan picked up his phone and glanced at it, sending a message.
Less than ten kilometers outside the city, there was another checkpoint, still set up by the police.
This was still far from Seven Star Ridge, but the checks were already quite strict. The police would ask the passing drivers where they were going before letting them go, warning them not to go towards the ancient city walls.
By the time he passed the third checkpoint, there were many fewer vehicles.
Chen Fan continued to drive forward until he reached a fork in the road.
The straight road was clear, but if one turned left towards Seven Star Ridge, there would be checks.
The ones setting up the checkpoint here were actually the military, but not the Iron Blood Camp.
Chen Fan patiently cooperated with the check. After the checking soldier saluted and let him pass, he suddenly asked, "Isn't it the Iron Blood Camp that is on checkpoint duty here today?"
"Reporting, Officer, the Iron Blood Camp has limited personnel and is mainly responsible for guarding the foot of Seven Star Ridge. We are from the Capital Garrison, temporarily assigned to perform inspection duties."
Chen Fan nodded and drove onto the road leading to Seven Star Ridge.
He picked up his phone and dialed Xiang Jingzhu, asking, "What's the situation at Seven Star Ridge?"
"Wolf King Xiao Kai has arrived and has ascended the ancient city walls!"
Xiang Jingzhu said, "Watanabe Kaiming hasn't arrived yet. Many martial artists have already come and ascended the walls, preparing to watch! As for our personnel, they are all in place!"
Chen Fan checked the time. It was 8:20 AM, forty minutes before the scheduled duel.
While listening to Xiang Jingzhu's report, his usual mobile phone suddenly vibrated.
It was an unfamiliar number.
He picked up his phone and pressed the answer button.
"Hello Chen Tianjiao, this is Wu Zhao!"
A seemingly unfamiliar voice came from the phone.
Chen Fan was stunned and stepped on the brake, saying, "Is that you? You're actually calling me?"
"Are you surprised? The game of chess last time actually hasn't ended. It's only just beginning now."
Wu Zhao said.
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at the road ahead. About three or four li away, there was another checkpoint.
"What do you mean?" Chen Fan asked.
"At your current location, the road is blocked. You have about three minutes to escape."
"In three minutes, seven martial arts Grandmasters will arrive at your location and launch a siege on you!"
"In this game, if you lose, you die. Good luck..."
The call was hung up.
Chen Fan's lips twitched, and a smile appeared. He sent a message on his phone and quickly turned around to drive back.
However, when he returned to the previous checkpoint, the road was blocked by military vehicles, and he couldn't get through.
The soldiers who had been checking earlier had disappeared, and their identities were questionable.
Chen Fan tried to ram the military vehicles, but they were too heavy.
He jumped out of the car and looked at the last military vehicle. Its tires were flat, and all the air had been let out.
Shaking his head, he didn't bother to move anymore. He stood at the checkpoint and waited.
In less than two minutes, three military vehicles sped over and stopped not far in front of Chen Fan.
From the three cars, several figures with powerful auras and profound authority emerged.
One of them was Fu Qinglei!
"Chen Tianjiao, today is your death day!"
Fu Qinglei stared at Chen Fan, his eyes filled with hatred and killing intent.
Chen Fan swept his gaze over them and said, "Fu Qinglei, Song Wuji, Mo Ran, Gui Yunguang, Cheng Zhonghong, Zhao Canghu, Feng Yinian."
"Seven martial arts Grandmasters are taking action against me, Chen Tianjiao, alone. Aren't you looking too highly upon me?"
"Haha, therefore, Chen Tianjiao, you must die!"
Fu Qinglei laughed and said, "You dare to kill my people from the Changbai Sect, which has doomed you to this fate!"