The night was as dark as ink and the city of Xianyang was shrouded in silence.

But beneath this quiet appearance, the struggle for power has entered its most intense stage.

Ying Yuan stood on the high platform of the East Palace, looking coldly in the direction of Feng Quji's mansion.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the darkness, foreshadowing an impending storm.

"Feng Quji has no way out."

He whispered to himself, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Sir, there is news from Feng Quji's residence."

Chen Ping walked forward slowly with a serious expression.

"They are stepping up their preparations and appear to be planning to act tonight."

"My spies have confirmed that Feng Quji is gathering his trusted ministers to prepare for a rebellion."

Ying Yuan smiled coldly, his tone revealing endless confidence.

"Feng Quji is already a trapped beast. He wants to struggle at this last moment, but he doesn't know that he has already fallen into my net."

"All troop movements in the capital have long been under my control."

"No matter how much he prepares, it will be in vain."

Chen Ping nodded, secretly admiring Ying Yuan's calmness and decisiveness.

"My Lord, you have foresight. Feng Quji's failure is only a matter of time."

"I have arranged for the Imperial Guards to take action immediately upon your order to completely eliminate Feng Quji and his accomplices."

Ying Yuan's gaze was still cold and deep, as if everything was already under his control.

"This time, Feng Quji gathered only a few old officials and some small forces that were attached to the aristocratic families."

"They thought they could rely on these forces to fight against me, but they didn't know that every step they took was within my calculations."

"Let the Royal Guards continue to monitor them."

"Don't act rashly."

"I will wait for Feng Quji to ignite the flames of rebellion himself, and then burn him to death."

Chen Ping then said, "Sir, the success or failure of this rebellion is no longer in suspense. Feng Quji's power is no longer enough to compete with us."

"But I am worried that there are still some neutral ministers in the court who may turn to him in the turmoil."

“Do we need to take precautions in advance?”

Ying Yuan pondered for a moment, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Neutral ministers? They are just fence-sitters. They don't have the courage to truly stand on Feng Quji's side."

"They will just follow the wind. As soon as Feng Quji fails, they will immediately turn to me."

“These people are not a concern.”

Chen Ping nodded, secretly admiring Ying Yuan's profound insight into the situation.

"You are absolutely right, sir. The neutral faction dares not oppose you at all."

"They will just wait until the situation becomes clear before making a choice."

Ying Yuan nodded slightly and looked towards Feng Quji's mansion in the distance, as if he had seen through Feng Quji's end.

"Feng Quji thought he could turn the tables in the court with the help of a few of his confidants and the remnants of the aristocratic families."

"But he doesn't know that every move he makes is under my control."

"The more he struggles, the closer he is to destruction."

After hearing this, Chen Ping secretly admired it in his heart.

Ying Yuan is not only ruthless and decisive, but also possesses unparalleled patience and strategy.

He knows when to strike and when to wait.

"I have arranged all the troops and am only waiting for your orders."

"If Feng Quji launches a rebellion, he will be struck by our thunderous blow."

Ying Yuan smiled coldly, his eyes revealing endless determination.

"Feng Quji, you won't have another chance this time."

"I want everyone to understand that those who resist me will have only one outcome, and that is destruction."

Chen Ping immediately said, "Sir, I will continue to arrange for the Royal Guards to closely monitor Feng Quji's movements."

"As long as he makes any move, we can take action immediately."

Ying Yuan nodded, his eyes still calm and firm.

"Very good." "Pass the order down, all troops are on standby."

"When Feng Quji starts a rebellion, we will immediately take action to eradicate him completely."

Chen Ping nodded in acceptance of the order and then left.

Ying Yuan stood alone on the high platform, gazing at the night sky of Xianyang City, as if everything was under his control.

He had already seen clearly the conspiracy and tense atmosphere in Feng Quji's mansion.

All of this was part of his trap, and Feng Quji was just a pawn in it.

"Feng Quji, you think you are smart, but in fact you have already fallen into my trap."

"You think you can stir up trouble by relying on the support of a few confidants and aristocratic families."

"But there is no place for you in this city."

Ying Yuan muttered to himself coldly, his voice revealing endless coldness and determination.

Just then, a spy hurried into the hall, looking nervous.

"Sir, urgent information."

"Feng Quji is gathering troops in the mansion, preparing to launch a surprise attack tonight."

Ying Yuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Feng Quji finally couldn't bear it anymore."

"He knows that the longer he waits, the slimmer his chances will be."

Chen Ping then walked into the hall with a serious expression.

"Sir, if Feng Quji really launches a surprise attack tonight, it will probably cause chaos in the capital."

"Should we act immediately and eradicate him completely before he makes any move?"

Ying Yuan pondered for a moment, his eyes revealing endless calmness and determination.

"No need to rush."

"Feng Quji's power is no longer a threat. He is just trying to make a final struggle at the last moment."

"We have to wait until he reveals all his cards before we can catch him in one fell swoop."

"Order the Royal Guards to continue surrounding Feng Quji's residence, but do not act rashly."

"The moment he launches a surprise attack, that will be our time to take action."

Chen Ping nodded and accepted the order, then said: "I have arranged personnel to ensure that every action of Feng Quji is under our control."

"No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape."

Ying Yuan nodded slightly, his eyes as cold as a knife.

"Feng Quji's rebellion was just his last struggle."

"He thought that with the support of a few accomplices and aristocratic families, he could stir up trouble in the court."

"But he doesn't know that every step he takes is within the trap I have set."

"He can't escape."

Chen Ping immediately said, "Sir, I will ensure that this operation is foolproof."

"Once Feng Quji takes action, it will be the end of him."

Ying Yuan nodded slightly, and then said: "When Feng Quji launches a rebellion, it will be the time for us to completely eradicate him and his accomplices."

"I want everyone to know that those who oppose me, Ying Yuan, will have only one outcome, and that is destruction."

As the night grew darker, the atmosphere in Xianyang city grew more tense.

In Feng Quji's mansion, the conspirators were nervously planning their actions.

They didn't know that Ying Yuan had already set up a tight net, waiting for them to take the last step.

Ying Yuan stood on the high platform, his eyes calm and deep.

He knew that this power struggle had entered the final decisive moment.

No matter how Feng Quji struggled, his fate had already been determined.

"Feng Quji, your doom is approaching."

"The final winner of this storm will only be me."

Ying Yuan said in a low voice, his voice full of endless determination and coldness.

The storm is coming, and Ying Yuan will stand at the center of the storm and completely dominate everything. (End of this chapter)