The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1865: Provoking Sui Zimo

Chapter 1865: Chapter 1865: Provoking Sui Zimo

"What did he have you deliver to Sui Zimo?" the cloaked figure asked coldly, questioning the Emperor.

"You... you are not the master, who are you?"

As soon as the Emperor heard this man’s words, he realized that this was not the same cloaked person he had dealt with before, the one who had tasked him with a mission.

"No matter who I am, I am your master. You speak too much. Answer my question," the cloaked figure exerted an overwhelming pressure, crushing down on the Emperor, forcing him to kneel on the ground.

"Master, I was wrong. Please forgive me," the Emperor grudgingly bowed down to the cloaked figure.

He should have known, each cloaked figure that came to him was never the same individual. They were all merely servants of his true master.

Yet, in front of these servants, he had to call them master.

"He had me give Sui Zimo a cultivation manual and also had me deliver some messages," the Emperor explained what the previous cloaked man had instructed, as well as how he had been poisoned by a garment, clarifying every detail.

Of course, he certainly omitted some details that were not in his favor.

"Did Sui Zimo practice according to the manual?" the cloaked figure inquired.

"That..."

Hearing this question, the Emperor was taken aback for a moment.

His only responsibility was to ensure the manual got into the hands of Zimo; as for the rest, he did not bother to interfere.

Moreover, he wasn’t capable of meddling in the affairs of Prince Mo’s Mansion, even if he wished to.

"I do not know, but ever since I handed over the manual, Zimo has not left his home, always staying inside Prince Mo’s Mansion. Only recently have I received news that he went to Jian’an City in Liang Kingdom," he replied.

Upon hearing this, the cloaked figure’s hand on the table tensed.

It appeared that Sui Zimo had not practiced according to the manual at all; otherwise, the master would not have had no reaction whatsoever.

It seemed that Sui Zimo was not as foolish as the master mentioned; he still had some wit after all.

"Where is he now?" the cloaked figure asked.

"Considering the time, he should have already reached the border," the Emperor immediately answered.

"To take out Sui Zimo, I sent many left behind by the previous individual, but all failed to return. Now that the master has arrived, you can just..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he felt his throat being gripped.

"Master..."

Looking at the cloaked figure with disbelief, his face, barely containing his breath, turned red with strain.

"Who allowed you to lay a hand on Sui Zimo?!"

Just as the Emperor thought he would die by this cloaked figure’s hand, the figure released his grip, watching coldly as the Emperor collapsed, gasping for air.

"Master, it wasn’t you... no, it was the previous one, he said so! He told me to spare no effort in killing Sui Zimo."

But all this time, he had found no suitable opportunity to act, because Zimo’s, Prince Mo’s Mansion, was impenetrable.

Now, the task had become much more convenient, as Zimo was with the Liang Kingdom’s matrimonial delegation, and were he to die there, it could even be advantageous for him, allowing him to demand considerable concessions from Liang Kingdom.