“Right, of course,” said the elder with the godhood rating of six, nodding his head obsequiously. “Although, I worry about what will happen if the brat doesn’t fall for it. He’s obviously got a lot of restraint. What if he’s on guard and realizes what we’re trying to do?”

“Then we’ll have to switch tactics. Lend someone a knife and have them do our dirty work for us.” Meng Guo grinned coldly.

“What?” the elder blurted. “You mean have him killed? I thought you just wanted to have him arrested and sentenced to death, then use his life as a bargaining chip when dealing with Jadefall. What good would it do to kill him?”

“Fool!” Meng Guo cursed. “Who said anything about killing him? What I meant was that we could find some other disciple to provoke Yang Qi. Then we kill that disciple and blame it on Yang Qi. We can even conjure up some false evidence. Slowly but surely, we’ll put him in a deadly situation he can’t possibly escape from!”

“Hmm. That is a pretty good idea.” The elder thought for a moment. “According to our recent investigation, Yang Qi actually has a grudge with someone from the Yue Clan. It’s...