Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1999 - 471: Tuotuo Panics

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Previously on Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!...
Dharma Ba, facing the formidable "Xuanyuan Technique" and "Four Seasons Celestial Phenomenon Technique" wielded by Chen Jie and Zhu Chongba, chose not to engage in a potentially destructive battle. Although tempted to avenge his junior disciple, he deemed the cost too high for a monk with whom he had little connection. Chen Jie and Zhu Chongba, recognizing Dharma Ba's reluctance, offered him a graceful exit and then proceeded to share a lavish meal, exchanging compliments about their respective rises to power.

Clang!

"The Prime Minister returns to the city, bystanders avoid!"

Clang!

The copper gong sounded, water was splashed onto the street, and the grand return of the Old Chancellor Hama was witnessed by countless people who couldn’t help but marvel at his impressive presence.

This news quickly spread at the fastest speed to the Capital.

At the Greens Market Gate in the Capital, Tuotuo was seated in an idle room atop the execution platform, with a cup of tea in his left hand, sipping tea as he waited for the time outside. For the execution of such an existence as the Little Ming King, it had to wait until 3:45 PM.

Currently, there was still some time until 3:45 PM, but Tuotuo’s heart was very unsettled because today’s matter was indeed not small.

The in-town execution of a false Little Ming King was to restore Jianghu’s reputation. Only after restoring Jianghu’s reputation could he employ some means to weaken the vassals; then he could become the one beneath only one person and above millions in the entire Daqian.

And the one person beneath whom he would be was not the Emperor in the Imperial Palace, but that Living Buddha Basiba.

As for the Emperor, he was merely a puppet in Tuotuo’s hand.

This was Tuotuo’s ambition. There’s no choice. Anyone who reached Tuotuo’s position would harbor such ambition. That’s just how this world works; human ambition knows no bounds. Their ambitions madly expand without a moment of rest.

This path of power is just like that; once you get on the ride, there’s no getting off, and once on the ride, there’s only one path to go—either climb to the pinnacle of power or die on this path of power.

This is a road of no return.

Tuotuo knew the danger level of what he was doing, but there was no turning back, the bow had no turning back arrow, he could not return.

Moreover, why would he turn back; he was about to succeed, about to reach the pinnacle of power; had it not been for that damned Chen Jiusi’s surprise attack on the Imperial Palace, he wouldn’t be in such a passive position, reduced to the current circumstances, which was simply a joke.

But fortunately, there was still a chance to make amends; as long as Hama didn’t enter the city today, there was still room for rescue.

As for Hama, Tuotuo took a sip of tea, suppressing his uneasy heart, thinking, there should be no problem. After all, this time it’s Dharma Ba making the move, and with Dharma Ba’s strength, Hama was bound to meet a grim fate.

But for some reason, Tuotuo felt uneasy, looking at the teacup in his hand, his mind wandering.

Just then, a hurried set of footsteps suddenly sounded outside. Tuotuo was most afraid of hearing such hurried footsteps. He knew most of the people around him walked softly and quietly, and the only ones who had the opportunity to walk so quickly before him were his couriers; each time their urgent footsteps brought unwelcome news to Tuotuo.

Tuotuo thought about this, took a deep breath to stabilize his mood, and by this time, the courier had already burst in.

Looking at the urgency of the courier, Tuotuo said, "What’s wrong?"

Courier: "Lord, not good, something major has happened!"

Tuotuo looked at him and said, "What is it, speak."

"Hama...Hama’s troop is only two li away from the East City Gate, we can already see their troop!"

"What!"

Tuotuo stood up with a start, looking at the courier, "What did you say? Hama is only two li away from the city?"

"That’s right, we can see them clearly from the city gate tower!"

"How is this possible!"

Tuotuo’s face was full of shock, filled with disbelief. How could this be possible, did Dharma Ba fail?

Tuotuo thought and asked the courier, "Where is Dharma Ba?"

The courier replied, "According to the soldiers we sent with Dharma Ba, Dharma Ba was stopped by someone, and couldn’t stop Hama!"

"Who, who could stop Dharma Ba with Molten God Second Transition?"

Tuotuo asked the courier harshly, looking at Tuotuo’s roar, the courier said, "According to the courier, it was Chen Jiusi!"

"Who!"

Tuotuo was even more astonished as he looked at the courier asking.

"Chen Jiusi of Huangzhou Prefecture!"

"Him again!"

Upon hearing this name, Tuotuo gnashed his teeth, wishing he could devour Chen Jiusi alive, but there wasn’t time for him to gripe, as just then, the courier asked, "Lord, what should we do now?"

Upon hearing this, Tuotuo said, "Don’t worry about Chen Jiusi for the time being."

Tuotuo said this, then pondered for a long time and said, "Send my order to the East Gate guards, the rebels have many tricks and may disguise themselves as rebels to enter the city. He must open his eyes wide and see clearly who the enemy is, and never allow rebels to enter the city!"

The courier was stunned upon hearing this and said, "Yes, Lord, but what if the rebels resist?"

Tuotuo said, "Kill without mercy!"

Having said this, Tuotuo’s eyes were completely red, absolutely not allowing Hama and his group to enter the city!

By now, Tuotuo was somewhat desperate. He would not let Hama enter the city to cause trouble for him. As Tuotuo thought about this, the courier quickly ran out to relay the message to the East City guards.

At this time, the East City Gate.

The East City Guard, who was one of Tuotuo’s deputy generals, was also the Deputy Commander of the Prime Minister’s Mansion, possessing considerable strength, with Molten Furnace Realm power.

At this time, the East City Guard, the Deputy Commander of the Prime Minister’s Mansion, Zhang Tong, was solemnly listening to the intelligence sent by the Lord Prime Minister’s courier, his face heavy, brows furrowed with unresolved worry.