Chapter 103: The Empress Unleashes Her Ultimate Weapon Once More
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy Le Xiaotian felt. After careful consideration, he came to a conclusion. "Xiao Fang, do you think it’s possible that this was orchestrated by the families of the executed officials? They’re not foolish; they might want to use this meeting to undermine Zhang Hao and me. At the same time, the Empress would agree because she doesn’t know how to handle the families of the rebellious officers."
“No matter the outcome of this incident, Ying Dengbo and the others are destined to die—they’ve sworn to it. But who can say their families won’t seek revenge after their deaths? If the descendants of tens of thousands of officers rebel again, wouldn’t that plant a huge hidden danger for Fa Ma?”
“However, she wouldn’t directly order the killing of these families because they haven’t committed any crimes. So, she must use others’ hands to do it. If this is an agreement between the families of the executed officials and the Empress, it starts to make sense. By the same logic, she can use this method to lessen the resentment of these families.”
“Most importantly, our wager has always been in place. No matter what this meeting results in, new problems will arise for Zhang Hao and me. And in any case, the outcome benefits her rule—it’s like killing four birds with one stone, isn’t it?”
As Le Xiaotian’s speculation grew darker, Chen Fang shivered involuntarily. Persuading Zhang Hao and Ying Dengbo through their families was a double-edged sword: success would resolve the Star Tower incident, but failure would provoke them, allowing the Empress to eliminate future threats. This involved the families of executed officials.
Because of their existence, the chance of persuasion was almost zero. After all, this was no longer a matter of just two people—it was the rebellion of tens of thousands. Who could simply surrender and be forgiven? The casualties had already surpassed ten thousand.
One could say this meeting was a death sentence, especially with the meddling of the families of the executed.
The conflict would escalate, and as the leader of the criminals, Zhang Hao would surely act—most likely targeting Le Xiaotian.
Effortlessly resolving issues from four different factions while protecting her own interests—how terrifying the Empress was!
If this was her own design rather than a passive solution, her fearsome nature would be even greater.
Worried, Chen Fang said, “Xiao Tian, this is serious. Could we be wrong?”
Le Xiaotian pulled her into his arms, stealing a touch, his tone grave. “If she’s passively accepting this, it only shows how intelligent and wise she is. But if she planned this, then there’s no chance for reconciliation between us. She might even assassinate me.”
Chen Fang’s eyes lit up but she pushed away his wandering hands.
Le Xiaotian was too much of a genius—he had already become a thorn in the Empress’s side.
His rise was too rapid. Starting from Lotus TV, in less than two months, he had become a sensation throughout Fa Ma.
Originally, this would have been good, but because of the All-Star Extreme Challenge registration, this prodigy had no place in Fa Ma.
Yet the Star Tower incident orchestrated by Zhang Hao and Ying Dengbo thrust him into the spotlight. The Empress had no choice but to use him because of his talent—he was the hope to save Fa Ma.
After this incident, Le Xiaotian’s fame would skyrocket; at the very least, he would become a legend in Fa Ma.
Such a prodigious rising star couldn’t be left unclaimed—if not for her use, he had to be eliminated!
Thinking this, Chen Fang’s worry deepened. “Xiao Tian, if it’s really as we suspect, what should we do?”
Le Xiaotian didn’t continue his advances and extinguished his cigarette. “No matter what, she won’t ask the dance world for intervention. In other words, she doesn’t dare to truly go after Su Yun and Yu Zhen; she can only target me. I just hope she won’t act recklessly.”
Chen Fang sighed helplessly. “Even if that’s true, the Empress won’t make a move against you. After all, you’ve grown into a transcendent dancer; after the Grand Tournament, you’re extraordinary. What I worry about is that all your fame in Fa Ma might vanish. You’ve done so much, but people might forget you.”
If she couldn’t confront him head-on, she’d resort to softer methods. As a sovereign, that wouldn’t be difficult. Since she wouldn’t stay in Fa Ma long, banning his works and discussions about him was only a matter of time.
Le Xiaotian stood up and dressed. “Don’t worry, I’m not concerned about that. With my talent, becoming famous is just a matter of minutes. It won’t matter. Besides, I don’t want to wear the mantle of righteousness—I only want to save them.”
Sighing, Chen Fang relaxed.
Without lingering in their honeymoon suite, the two quickly headed to the Northern Eighty-Eight Pearl Staircase to verify their suspicions.
Soon, they arrived at their destination.
As the Empress had said, the stationed officers made no attempt to block them.
According to reports from their deputies, over ten thousand family members had gathered, filling the grand staircases from all four directions.
Le Xiaotian fully supported this and handed out loudspeakers.
Before long, chaos erupted, filled with cries and wails.
“Xiao Qiang, I’m your father! How could you do such heartless things? You’re embarrassing me! Surrender quickly, admit your mistakes, and hope for leniency!”
“Darling, why did you abandon us? What about me and the child? He’ll have to call someone else ‘Dad,’ and your woman will sleep in another’s bed. Aren’t you afraid?”
“Father! How could you do this? How can your sons and daughters hold their heads high among others? Surrender, and you’ll be treated leniently.”
Thousands of cries echoed. Soon, the entire area around the Eighty-Eight Pearl Staircase was in utter disarray.
Urgent footsteps sounded as the named criminals fled down from the Star Tower.
After assigning more agents to guard the perimeter, Le Xiaotian used binoculars to observe the scene.
He then handed them to Chen Fang, who met his gaze.
Having spent these days together, they could read the meaning in each other’s eyes—especially after their earlier conversation.
The situation unfolded just as they anticipated: the families’ attempt to persuade was a double-edged sword.
Now, surrender meant death—an unchangeable outcome. They had long since put life and death aside.
Family was the bottom line for every man. After such tearful pleas, they were bound to be provoked.
Once provoked, if they acted rashly, it could prematurely ignite the battle...