Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1749 - 405: Chen 94, You Can’t Win—Kong Wen: I Admit Defeat_4

"Yes, Uncle Lei, this is indeed your fault."

Fang Susu chimed in from the side. Lei Ming let out a sigh, stating, "Do you genuinely believe I desired this outcome? But what other recourse do we have? Shall we simply permit the Little Ming King to fall into the clutches of the Six Great Sects?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Susu glanced towards the Little Ming King, observing his meek and apprehensive demeanor. She then remarked, "Uncle Lei, with all due respect, if the Little Ming King is apprehended, what direct impact would that have on us?"

As these words left her lips, Lei Ming looked at Fang Susu and inquired, "Ah, Susu, how can you still fail to grasp the situation?"

Fang Susu responded, "What is it that I fail to grasp? Is it not simply because he is the son of the Ming King, Han Shantong? Han Shantong did share a past friendship with my father, but surely such matters of sentiment cannot be repaid with the lives of so many!"

Lei Ming, upon hearing this, offered Fang Susu a wry smile. "Susu, your perspective is far too simplistic," he said. "We are compelled to rescue the Little Ming King not solely for that reason. While it is true that the Dragon King and the Ming King shared an old friendship, which serves as one reason, there exists another critical factor."

Fang Susu, puzzled, queried, "What other reason could there be?"

Lei Ming pondered for a moment before articulating, "Righteousness and legitimacy!"

Fang Susu looked utterly confused. "What righteousness? And legitimacy?"

Lei Ming commenced his explanation. "Currently, there are thirty-six rebel armies scattered across the land. However, a significant number of these factions maintain ties with the Holy Sect. This includes groups like the Maitreya Sect in Hubei, the Divine Dragon Sect along the East Sea, and various other rebellious forces. To put it plainly, many of them originated as splinter groups from our very own Holy Sect; they were once its disciples."

"Furthermore, a considerable portion of these rebels rally under the banner of the Red Turban Army, proclaiming their allegiance to the Ming King. Even though many have carved out their own territories and declared themselves kings, none dare to abandon the Ming King's standard. This is because the common populace readily flock to support and offer tribute upon hearing the designation of the Ming King's army."

"Consequently, these rebel armies are empowered to expand their domains and recruit soldiers and resources. Should this perceived righteousness vanish, their legitimacy would crumble instantly. Without the court's intervention, they would face starvation if not sustained by the populace."

"Their very existence depends on the blessings associated with the Ming King, and by extension, they inherently bear the Ming King's responsibilities. The Little Ming King represents the continuation of this lineage. If the Little Ming King were to be captured now, the court could easily utilize him as a lure, drawing in heroes from every corner to orchestrate his rescue. Should these heroes refuse to save him, they would forfeit the symbolic banner of the Ming King, making it exceedingly difficult to recruit soldiers and resources thereafter."

"Conversely, if they do attempt a rescue, the court will have meticulously laid traps to ensnare all these valiant individuals, regardless of the rescue's success. In either scenario, the ultimate losers would be the heroes of the land, the very forces opposing Qian."

"This, fundamentally, is the profound reason why we are undertaking this mission to save the Little Ming King."

Lei Ming finally expounded upon the intricate political rationale behind saving the Little Ming King. In essence, the Little Ming King personified righteousness and legitimacy; possession of him represented a formidable strategic advantage, a trump card of immense value.

It was this very understanding that compelled everyone to risk their lives for his salvation!

Fang Susu and Fang Zheng, having absorbed Lei Ming's explanation, now grasped the immense significance of the Little Ming King's role. At this precise moment, their gazes shifted towards Chen Jie, who was locked in a fierce confrontation with Master Kong Wen at the center of the arena. A frown creased their brows as they perceived that Brother Chen's apparent reluctance to employ the Jade Maiden Sword, perhaps due to personal sentiment, might have been a grave miscalculation.

If they were to falter now, the consequence would be the devastating loss of the land's united rebel armies!

With these weighty thoughts occupying their minds, everyone's attention reconverged on the duel between Chen Jie and Master Kong Wen. At this juncture, a palpable sense of despair permeated the onlookers; few harbored any belief in Chen Jie's prospects of victory. Chen Jiusi, having demonstrably failed to achieve any meaningful advantage with his dual palms, possessed virtually no chance of prevailing. By now, a deep gloom had settled upon all the members of the Zoroastrian Sect.

One by one, they silently observed the unfolding scene, awaiting the final outcome, a flicker of hope remaining that Chen Jie might somehow unleash a third, miraculous move.

However, just as the collective expectation leaned towards the inevitability of no miracle occurring, Master Kong Wen suddenly let out a profound sigh. He recited a Buddhist mantra: "Amitabha Buddha, this old monk concedes defeat!"