There is at least one fairness in this world - everyone is in the same space, and time flows at the same speed for all. This seems to be two points of fairness.
As North Chu Wuyi City celebrated the new year, Xuanqin Mo City also celebrated the new year.
However, Mo City was originally a rigid, stubborn, and lifeless city. Usually the markets were not very lively. Now the situation was even more quiet.
To collect intelligence and find opportunities to meet and assassinate the Xuanqin Emperor, Qin Ran had walked through most of Mo City, but had seen few brothels.
Cao Boss once had a theory that the state of brothels in a city could reflect that city's military power, culture, and strength. Everywhere Cao Boss went, he would first ask "Are there prostitutes in this city?".
Since there were few prostitutes in Mo City, it could not be said that the men of Mo City lacked those needs, nor that Mo City lacked power. It could only be said that the Xuanqin Emperor was a man who had transcended base desires.
Mo City was right under his nose. Everything followed his will.
And he was a man with ambitions to unify the immortal legacy lands, or even greater ambitions. He was absolutely qualified to say "men obsessed with women are the most pathetic". He would not allow the men of Xuanqin to vent their excess energy on women. He needed those people to keep their strength to serve the court and build Xuanqin.
This was why Mo City was so rigid and dull... Anything not beneficial to national development and strengthening was discarded by the Xuanqin Emperor.
This was also why the new year atmosphere in Mo City had never been particularly lively in previous years.
Moreover this year. With the front line pushed to North Chu's borders, and the two countries confronting each other, how could the capital still sing and dance merrily?
On the last day of the year, as Qin Ran walked the streets of Mo City, all he saw and heard was solemnity.
Compared to the negativity of the Danyang commoners last year, the Mo City commoners were more solemn this year.
Qin Ran returned to his current lodging from the streets... He would not stay at the same inn for more than three days. Over the past month, he had already changed inns many times. This inn was one he had just checked into yesterday.
Speaking of which, compared to other inns, there was nothing special about this inn, except that the owner was a woman, a very beautiful woman.
And today he seemed very lucky. As soon as he entered the inn, he saw the charming and passionate owner coming down the stairs.
The owner was very beautiful, especially her waist and hips. Her willowy waist and full hips undulated, causing heart-stopping tremors. Shaky and unsteady, making one afraid they would break, and want to help support them. And when she swayed her waist and hips, it was like waves at sea, surging billows. Men were the sailboats on that sea, rocking along with those waves.
Qin Ran entered the inn, the owner descended the stairs, and with one glance he took in the beauty of her figure.
He had thought it was by chance, just as randomly choosing this inn from the many inns in Mo City.
But when he pretended not to notice the owner's charm, withdrew his gaze, and walked forward, the owner came down the stairs and straight towards him. She smiled charmingly and said softly in his ear, "Someone wants to see you."
"Boom!"
With one sentence, in an instant, it was like a thunderclap exploded in Qin Ran's mind and soul, blasting away everything he thought was coincidence, blasting away all the owner's alluring beauty, making all the hairs on his body stand on end.
In this unfamiliar country, this unfamiliar city, he knew no one, and no one knew him. Who would be looking for him?
The answer was obvious.
This country, this city, operated according to that man's will. If someone could still find him, it could only be him.
Qin Ran's first reaction was to run!
He had been exposed, he didn't know when he had been exposed long ago. His only way to survive was to run immediately.
But as he turned back, circulating his power, his figure flickering...
"Bang!"
He smashed head first into the open doorway!
"Formation!" He bounced back, recognizing what was at the doorway midair, "The same formation as the imperial palace."
"My master said, why not talk?" Seeing Qin Ran fall to the ground, the owner spoke again.
Qin Ran knew he had been caught. He calmly climbed up off the ground, dusted off his clothes, tidied his collar and corners, smoothing out all the wrinkles, and smiled at the owner, "Please lead the way."
The owner looked at him interestedly, then swayed her hips as she led the way upstairs.
A plump, infinitely alluring butt swayed right before Qin Ran's eyes, but he didn't look, right now his heart was calm as still water.
He wondered when exactly he had been exposed, he wondered what that man wanted to talk to him about, he wondered if he still had a way out.
On the top floor, the most luxurious room, the owner went up and knocked on the door, respectfully saying, "Master, I've brought the person."
A low voice responded from inside, "Bring him in."
Only then did the owner open the door and lead Qin Ran inside.
The room was very warm. Two people were making tea by the window. One was a youth of about thirty, with thick brows and tiger eyes, containing supreme majesty. His temperament and bearing were obviously superior. The other was an old man with the looks of a child, at a glance seeming ordinary. Looking again, he seemed empty and void. Looking for a long time, one would feel he had supreme, abstruse, and indiscernible dao rhythms around him.
After indicating for Qin Ran to enter, the owner closed the door and withdrew.
Qin Ran looked around the furnishings of the room, before he could speak, a voice sounded:
"Nothing that happens in Mo City escapes my eyes. Do you know? Your every word and deed, your every move, I know them all."
Qin Ran looked towards the window. The youth was surveying him, and said in a low voice, "When a big fish like you jumps in and swims around Mo City's tiny territory, what do you think you can hide?"
"Your Majesty, greetings!" Qin Ran cupped his fist and bowed to him.
"Chief Qin..." Seated at the tea table, Xuanqin Emperor Zhao Zheng nodded to him, "I think we can talk."
Hearing this, Qin Ran couldn't help falling silent. Even his background had been thoroughly investigated... He said he had discovered him long ago. He hadn't come looking for him before, only investigating him.
"Chief, come have tea. Let's talk slowly." Zhao Zheng said.

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end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia