Chapter: 6635

"Yes!" Yè Chén affirmatively nodded and smiled, saying, "Only the reconstructive elixir has this ability to let his severed hand reattach."

Li Yalin couldn't help but ask, "Then isn't that just reattaching one hand, which also requires an incredibly expensive reconstructive elixir?"

Yè Chén nodded and said, "Even if it's just re-growing a single finger, it still needs an entire reconstructive elixir. You can understand it as only one whole elixir can activate the body to regenerate, and the extent of regeneration is within its scope, similar to a buffet where you pay for what you eat."

Li Yalin subconsciously exclaimed, "This is too wasteful... he's Wu Feiyuan's descendant, and giving him an elixir won't benefit us, yet why waste it?"

As he finished speaking, Li Yalin quickly explained, "Mr. Yè, I don't mean anything else, only that using such a valuable elixir on an enemy is indeed somewhat regrettable."

Li Yalin himself had personally experienced the miraculous effects of this elixir; not to mention reattaching a severed hand, even if his entire body was battered and bruised like he was, it could still regenerate into a healthy and complete physical form. If Yè Chén were to sell it, the price would likely be higher than that of Spring Elixir, and using it on an enemy would indeed be squandering resources.

Yè Chén just smiled calmly and said, "This elixir may have a very high value, but its effects are truly astonishing. No matter what, it's not suitable for selling, but I still have plenty in my possession. In my spare time, I don't gain any benefits from using it either, so giving one to Wu Feiyuan to sulk is still worth it."

Li Yalin was at a loss for words and could only sigh, saying, "Hey... Mr. Yè... if we're not mistaken, that Wu Feiyuan's left hand must have been severed by someone on Wu Feiyuan's orders, and you're using elixir to reattach it, which may not necessarily lead to any emotional turbulence from Wu Feiyuan."

As Li Yalin spoke, he said: "There's also that Wu Shih-hung. You're helping him regrow his left hand, and he won't dare to hide it from Wu Feiyuan. He'll definitely notify her in no time. If Wu Feiyuan is worried about his intentions, she might directly replace him, and in the end, only waste Wu Shih-hung's benefits..."

Yè Chén laughed heartily and said: "Li Pangzhang, you can rest assured that I'm not easily taken advantage of by others. Friends and family are one thing, but enemies have zero chance. Everything is calculated within my mind, so just put your worries aside."

Seeing Yè Chén's determination, Li Yalin knew he had his own plans and therefore didn't say anything more.

The tracks of the Neapolitan Tiger Guards and Nigerian Cavalry Unit had already become clear in Morocco, which was no longer a secret to Yè Chén. Finding them wasn't a difficult task either.

Wu Shih-hung was currently discussing their next move with Yuan Chengze in an office in the Moroccan trading district.

Wu Shih-hung knew that this time he would definitely be unable to deceive the enemy. If they really planned to eliminate him, he and those around him, including Yuan Chengze and the Tiger Guards, might not be able to match up against them.

However, Wu Shih-hung didn't dare not to come.

Originally, Morocco's stronghold had already been breached, and Song Ruyu had gone missing because of it. It was even more chaotic, with the emperor only ordering three senior elders to amputate their own left hands, but Wu Shih-hung still feared that this might be a ploy by the emperor to wait for an opportunity.

He voluntarily went to the most dangerous place to express his loyalty and salvage some dignity.

Although there was some danger involved, it was still stronger than sitting idly in Nigeria waiting to be executed. If he were really killed by the enemy, it would be better than being executed by the emperor. After all, dying at the hands of the enemy means serving the Tangs and the emperor with loyalty, and the emperor will naturally remind his successor to take care of his family. Unlike his big brother, who was buried without a funeral when he died, with his wife and children locked up for life, even a few-year-old child would be kept imprisoned until death.

Wu Feiyuan might not order their execution, but she wouldn't let them marry or have children to leave behind, either.

Yuan Chengze was filled with anxiety at this moment. He turned to Wu Shihua and said, "Governor, we must hold our ground here. If the enemy comes knocking on our door, it's impossible for the three elder monks to arrive in a short time. By then, we might not be able to put up any resistance."

Wu Shihua didn't want to reveal his true thoughts to Yuan Chengze and instead said firmly, "I have direct responsibility for the Moroccan affair. If I don't make amends, what face will I show the emperor?"

Yuan Chengze said, "Subordinates are willing to serve the emperor with loyalty, but we're worried about being sacrificed uselessly. If the governor personally acts as a decoy and the three elder monks can secretly arrive and set an ambush, that would be the best solution."

Wu Shihua shook his head and said, "You don't understand the significance of the three elder monks. Once they get into any trouble, the emperor herself will have to take action in the future. So, unless it's absolutely necessary, we cannot let the three elder monks take risks. The enemy is even more cunning and powerful than we imagined, and if the three elder monks come secretly, who knows what will happen?"

Yuan Chengze nodded and said, "I'll secretly deploy some Tiger Guard troops to ensure the governor's safety."

Wu Shihua laughed bitterly. "Yuan General has taken trouble for nothing." JrNovels.com