Chapter 279 Planning
"What!"
Zhao Manyan screamed and looked at Ye Feiyang in disbelief.
"Here's the evidence."
Ye Feiyang handed the things he had asked someone to investigate to Zhao Manyan.
Zhao Manyan took the document from Ye Feiyang and opened it tremblingly. After only turning one page, his pupils suddenly shrank.
The first page was a financial statement detailing the cash flow between his brother Zhao Yougan and the Killer Hall.
That huge amount of funds cannot be compared with the bounty of one or two orders.
The second page contained information Zhao Yougan secretly exchanged with others...
"Could it be my elder brother..."
Zhao Manyan laughed dryly twice and spoke with a trembling voice.
Whether it was the records of raising assassins, transferring property, or winning over family elders, every clue pointed out that Zhao Yougan had the intention of seizing the throne. Zhao Manyan still held on to a glimmer of luck and hope in his heart. He could not believe that his elder brother, who was his biological brother, would actually want to kill him.
They are blood relatives!
But he also knew his eldest brother well, and he would do anything to achieve his goals.
"Well, you better be careful these few days. If they want to take action, it shouldn't take too long."
Ye Feiyang wasn't surprised by Zhao Manyan's reaction at all. He then added something else.
"Do you want me to arrange for some help, even if we can't take the initiative, but at least be prepared for a rainy day?"
He knew that Zhao Manyan valued relationships very much. This document would at most make him waver, but it could not completely erase his trust in his blood brother.
Ye Feiyang stopped talking, leaving the rest of the time for Zhao Manyan to figure things out. Only when he figured it out would he be worthy of being the one in charge of the Zhao family. Otherwise, he would have to push everything around. Without any opinions of his own, even with his help, those money-hungry elders were all cunning and treacherous.
How could they tolerate the head of their family becoming a puppet supported by others?
"No..."
"good!"
Zhao Manyan wanted to refuse, but after thinking it over he agreed.
He likes to play, but he is not stupid. The seeds of doubt have been planted. Even though he trusts his elder brother very much, he cannot pin everything on illusory trust. Moreover, his elder brother is a shrewd businessman. Disguise and cunning are his nature, but he is too lazy to even pretend to be a brother in front of him. He is not worthy of trust at all.
"good."
Ye Feiyang nodded with a smile on his face.
As long as Zhao Manyan accepted his help, Zhao Yougan would definitely not let him down. From the moment he knew his father had always wanted him to be the patriarch of the Zhao family, jealousy towards Zhao Manyan surged, blinding him.
Furthermore, Zhao Yougan was a deeply utilitarian man, prioritizing money and power as much as his own life. Therefore, he wouldn't let Zhao Manyan live, because to him, Zhao Manyan was a ticking time bomb waiting to explode at any moment.
Only by completely killing Zhao Manyan and eradicating the entire clan would his position as clan leader be secure and secure.
So no matter what the reason was, he would not let Zhao Manyan go.
Now, even if Zhao Manyan wanted to take over the Zhao family, he would still face great resistance, even with the succession of the old patriarch.
"Come on, go back to bed."
Ye Feiyang patted Zhao Manyan's shoulder and spoke.
"Um"
Zhao Manyan nodded. After all that talk, he no longer had any desire to go shopping. He just felt his mind was in a mess and needed some time to sort it out.
"Eisendel, go take care of it."
Ye Feiyang watched Zhao Manyan's figure gradually disappear into the distance, a dark light flashing in his eyes, as if he was murmuring, or perhaps talking to himself.
After saying that, he quickly followed.
No words were spoken that night.
With the Venice State Palace Competition coming to an end, everyone set out on the journey to the Acropolis of Athens.
The National Government Competition came to an end. Saint Ande, who had previously held the upper hand in the competition among the Four Saints of the Parthenon, suddenly announced her willingness to become Xinxia's subordinate. This move not only puzzled her supporters, but also shocked all major powers in the world.
Xinxia was once again thrust into the spotlight. Following Ander's announcement, the Knights of Parthenon, which had supported her, also switched their support to Xinxia. Although her followers didn't understand why their Saint had done this, out of faith, they still followed Ander's decision and supported Xinxia.
The situation of the Parthenon Saint changed drastically in an instant. Xinxia, who originally had the fewest supporters and was least likely to win, instantly replaced Ander and became the most popular candidate with the highest voice.
And with the assassinations of Merola and Durank, Panneja's life became increasingly difficult...
"Damn Ande! She is the disciple of Master Izhisha. How could she give up the throne of goddess that was within her grasp to a lowly slave from outside!"
At this moment, Panneja had completely lost the gentleness and carefreeness she showed in front of outsiders. Her face was ferocious, and the originally tidy Holy Maiden Hall became a mess. Several serving maids knelt on the ground, bowed their heads, and dared not move at all.
They had all served Pannejia since childhood, so they naturally understood their master's true side. It was not what people had spread outside.
Arrogant and irritable, that's her true portrayal. Born into an ancient family, influenced by the family atmosphere, she's been good at hiding her true self since she was a child. She also knows what kind of self is most likable.
Over time, she put on a false mask, but wearing a mask for a long time would make her tired. Sometimes, Paniga couldn't help but express her true feelings, but she would restrain herself first and then return to her own palace to vent.
His father knew all this and helped him deal with the aftermath.
An old man walked in slowly from outside. He looked at the mess on the ground and the maid kneeling on the ground. His face was calm as he slowly said, "Ande has surrendered to the Palace Mother's lineage. This time we have lost. I will talk to the Palace Mother and fight for a position as a female sage for you."
"No, I don't admit it. I haven't lost yet!"
Panneja, who was already angry, went even more crazy after hearing these words.
The old man looked at the frantic Paneja and sighed, "You don't have any chance. This may have been a trap from the beginning."
"Father, what does this mean!?" Paneja raised her head suddenly, a hint of surprise in her eyes.
"Merora and Durran were killed by Essendel. Your and Izhisa's plot was exposed."
"That man will be back soon. When he comes back, if he finds out about you and Inosa, you will be the next one to die!"
"The only hope now is to seek refuge with the Palace Mother. With the Palace Mother's protection, you might have a chance of survival."
The astonishment on Paneja's face disappeared, and she curled her lips into a sarcastic smile. "He's coming back? Even if he comes back, so what? This is no longer the Parthenon of the past."
Looking at Pannejia who was still stubborn, the old man's eyes flashed with helplessness, "All this was planned by that person!"