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Chu Yang smiled, and as soon as he finished speaking, the road beneath their feet began to tremble violently.
Rumble!
The sound of horses' hooves thundered!
A group of people are riding horses toward this place.
"There aren't many forces that can openly ride horses around the capital..."
Lu Xiaofeng seemed to have already guessed the identity of the person who came.
Before long, two distinct groups of people appeared in front of the teahouse. They were dressed similarly and had similar temperaments. If it weren't for their obvious hostility, they could almost be considered to be the same force.
"They're agents from the Eastern Depot and the Western Depot!"
A sharp-eyed martial arts expert shouted out the identities of the two groups.
This statement came out.
The martial arts practitioners from various sects who were lingering in the teahouse immediately left, fearing they might get involved with the people from the two factories.
Sikong Zhaixing subconsciously stood up, but Lu Xiaofeng pressed her back down.
"Are you crazy? If you don't leave now, the foreigners will be watching you."
"They came here specifically to target us."
Sikong Zhaixing glanced at Chu Yang and said with a sudden realization, "Oh, then it's nothing."
Then, the guards suddenly stepped aside, making way for two eunuchs in cloaks to slowly walk up to Chu Yang.
The two men, with arrogant expressions and no trace of reverence on their faces, bowed to Chu Yang almost simultaneously.
"You lowly servant, Cao Zhengchun, the Grand Supervisor of the Eastern Depot..."
"Your humble servant, Yu Huatian, the Grand Supervisor of the Western Depot..."
"Meet the prince!"
It was said to be a formal visit.
Neither of them bent down.
The coldness in his words revealed his wolfish ambitions.
Ever since Chu Yang cut off the arms of Cao Shaoqin and Ma Jinliang, the two factory bosses, a grudge has been formed between them. It's not a blood feud, but it's not far off.
It's not surprising that Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian turned against each other in a second.
However, Chu Yang was still a prince, and neither of them dared to confront him with swords in front of so many people; that would be a disregard for imperial authority.
"Both of you are extremely busy with your duties, how come you have time to come here?"
Chu Yang smiled and raised his glass to the two of them.
Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian exchanged a glance, and finally Cao Zhengchun stepped forward, cupped his hands and said, "We have come here to invite Your Highness back to the capital."
Chu Yang chuckled and said, "I'm already on the outskirts of the capital, so of course I'm going to enter. Do you think I'd run away?"
"Why did you two make a wasted trip?"
Yu Huatian said coldly, "Times have changed. If the two of us don't come in person, His Majesty will not be at ease."
Chu Yang said with a playful tone, "My brother is the emperor, is there anything in the world that would make him uneasy?"
Yu Huatian squinted, his fair hand quietly resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist, his entire body condensing into a unified sword intent, ready to strike.
Intelligence from both factories repeatedly indicated that Chu Yang's martial arts cultivation was unfathomable, and he dared not be careless, otherwise he would not have agreed to join forces with Cao Zhengchun.
Seeing that Yu Huatian was about to make a move, Chu Yang looked him over with interest and said, "Chief Supervisor Yu, life is too short."
Having said that, Conqueror's Haki swept over Yu Huatian like a golden wave.
Yu Huatian suddenly felt dizzy and let out a muffled groan. He staggered back a few steps, looking at Chu Yang with lingering fear.
The hand that was gripping the sword hilt unconsciously lowered itself.
Life is too short.
Don't be reckless!
Having been given a rude awakening, Yu Huatian's expression grew even colder. He bowed and clasped his hands, saying, "This servant has learned his lesson."
His killing intent toward Chu Yang surged wildly.
Cao Zhengchun glanced at Yu Huatian with a puzzled look, then turned to Chu Yang and said, "Your Highness, His Majesty has been worried sick about you since you left. Therefore, he specially sent the two of us to bring you back to the palace for a chat. I hope you will not disappoint His Majesty's good intentions."
“You’re quite the smooth talker, no wonder you’ve been favored by my brother for so many years. Well then, since my brother thinks of me so much, I’ll go see him.”
Chu Yang stood up and said to Lu Xiaofeng, "You and Sikong Zhaixing go to the Prince's Mansion and wait for me."
Lu Xiaofeng said in a low voice, "Why don't I go with you?"
Chu Yang said, "Let's come again on the Mid-Autumn Festival. Now is not the time to watch a show."
Seeing that Chu Yang wouldn't agree, Lu Xiaofeng could only sigh.
"Your Highness, please get into the sedan chair."
Cao Zhengchun gave a signal, and a group of Eastern Depot agents carried a sedan chair to Chu Yang, who then sat inside.
No matter how tense the situation becomes, proper etiquette must still be observed.
The agents of the Eastern Depot carried the sedan chair away.
Cao Zhengchun did not follow immediately, but instead warned Lu Xiaofeng and Sikong Zhaixing with an arrogant expression: "You two should have less contact with His Highness Prince Xian in the future. There is a difference in rank, so don't bring trouble upon yourselves."
Lu Xiaofeng crossed his arms and said with a grin, "Eunuch Cao, I, Lu, have never listened to advice. The more others forbid me from doing something, the more I insist on doing it."
Cao Zhengchun sneered, "Lu Xiaofeng, your Spirit Rhinoceros Finger is completely useless against our family's Heavenly Gang Child Skill. You'd better watch your words!"
Lu Xiaofeng was completely unconcerned by Cao Zhengchun's threat and replied with a smile, "Eunuch Cao, I may not be your match, but you should know that I, Lu Xiaofeng, have many friends in the martial arts world, in addition to having decent martial arts skills."
"Just because I can't break a move doesn't mean my friends can't either."
"Is Ximen Chuixue qualified?"
Cao Zhengchun's expression changed. The Tiangang Boy's Kung Fu's external martial arts skills are most afraid of sword masters like Ximen Chuixue.
Sword cultivators' sword energy is most effective at breaking through people's weak points, and the conflict between them and masters of external martial arts can be described as a contradiction.
"Let him survive Ye Gucheng's sword before he says that!"
Cao Zhengchun scoffed, turned and left. After walking for a while, he found Yu Huatian waiting for him at the very back of the group.
"Wow, did the sun rise in the west today?"
"It's really strange that Grandpa Yu is waiting for us."
Yu Huatian ignored Cao Zhengchun's sarcastic remarks and solemnly recounted what had happened.
Cao Zhengchun's expression also became serious.
"You mean the prince also knows spiritual arts? The rumors in the intelligence that he was a Taoist master might be true."
"If that's the case, then where did he learn all these skills? How could Guo Bujing possibly have taught a Taoist master?"
"We'll have to send people to Wudang Mountain and Longhu Mountain to investigate..."
About an hour later, the guards carried the sedan chair into the capital, with the two powerful eunuchs on either side. No one dared to stop them. Such a grand procession naturally attracted the attention of many ordinary people.
People in the restaurants on both sides of the street also glanced at the scene; they were all martial arts practitioners who had come to watch the fight, whispering among themselves just like ordinary people.
Someone in the crowd said, "The useless prince is here," and the next second, everyone on the street burst into laughter.
Since he was the legendary wise king, the grand spectacle he put on looked almost like a circus. For over twenty years, people had become accustomed to associating him with jokes.
After all, this纨绔 (wán kù, a spoiled and dissolute young man) prince had done all sorts of embarrassing things.
Only those martial arts practitioners who had just arrived in the capital and knew nothing about this prince would be curious and inquire around, only to hear some absurd and ridiculous stories.
all in all.
No one cares about the wise king's every move.
They were unaware that more than ten years had passed since the last time the wise king entered the palace.
Royal study room.
The emperor is reviewing memorials.
His expression was calm.
However, the chief eunuch Wei Zhongxian noticed that the brush in the emperor's hand was trembling.
I am restless and uneasy.
Wei Zhongxian felt a chill run down his spine.
The older eunuchs in the palace all knew that Prince Xian was a thorn in the emperor's side, usually kept hidden but extremely dangerous at crucial moments.
Because back then...
The throne should have belonged to the wise king.
Everyone has become accustomed to the Prince's current absurdity and forgotten how intelligent he was in his youth, so much so that the late emperor regarded him as the crown prince from an early age.
Wei Zhongxian is almost forgotten.