As soon as Que Fu finished speaking, the people outside the forest seemed to receive an order and began to rush over.

“Wen Ze, I know your abilities. You can release those poisonous barriers again to kill us, but the people behind you will probably also perish here.”

The lead guard drew his sword and charged out first.

"With the princess accompanying us on our journey to the underworld, we do not feel lonely."

From beginning to end, this was all a hoax aimed at killing Wenze.

Now that he's already in the game, who cares about the death of a pawn? These people sent here have naturally long since disregarded life and death.

Since Wen Ze was willing to chase after Yan Li all the way here, the affection he showed was something they could take advantage of.

Countless guards rushed towards them from outside the forest, wielding specially made silver swords, and immediately surrounded the three of them, leaving no gaps, making it impossible for them to escape even if they had wings.

Yan Li hadn't expected the scale of the operation to be so large.

She stood behind Wen Ze and tugged at his sleeve. Just as she was about to speak, she found herself unable to utter a single word as she gazed into those bloodshot eyes.

What was the purpose of orchestrating this dream?

To gain his sympathy?

So, what happened in this dream was something he experienced back then?

But what does this have to do with her, a warrior who came to rescue the princess?

"Ah Yan, are you scared?"

Just as Yan Li was pondering Wen Ze's purpose, Wen Ze suddenly tore off a piece of his sleeve, turned around, and quickly tied it to her eyes.

The fabric wasn't particularly rough, but Yan Li wasn't used to being blind.

Without thinking, she raised her hand to tear the fabric in front of her, but Wen Ze stopped her.

"Don't be afraid, Ah Yan, I'll handle everything."

"But you'd better not watch such a bloody scene, or it might leave you traumatized."

Wen Ze chuckled lightly, his nonchalant attitude clearly indicating that he didn't take this group of people seriously.

The fighting around them had already begun.

No one could get within three inches of Wen Ze, nor could anyone harm Yan Li, whose eyes were covered.

The smell of blood grew stronger, and the thuds of people falling to the ground became more frequent.

The clash of swords produced an extremely jarring sound. Suddenly, Yan Li felt a chill on her cheek, and for a moment, her heart seemed to stop beating, but then it began to pound violently again.

But it was more intense than ever before.

It was as if her heart was about to leap out of her flesh.

"...Are you injured?" It took Yan Li a while to recover. She didn't pull off the cloth in front of her, but asked in a very soft voice.

Her hand unconsciously tightened its grip on the dagger Que Fu had handed her, and her hearing became more acute.

Wen Ze's martial prowess is astonishing.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, half of the people the king brought with him had perished, and the rest dared not make any rash moves.

Wen Ze turned around, raised his hand, and wiped the bloodstain from Yan Li's face with his fingertips. He slowly said, "No, is A-Yan worried about me?"

Yan Li was speechless for a moment, but her stiff body relaxed a little.

His gaze fell on Yan Li's hand gripping the dagger, and he said with a light laugh, "But in your father's words, that blood just now belonged to your people."

"Ah Yan, are you going to kill me for the sake of your people?"

Yan Li: She doesn't actually have such a kind heart.

"Yan Li, do you truly intend to betray your father and your kingdom today?"

Just as Yan Li remained silent, the king, who had thought victory was assured, couldn't hold back and stepped forward.

"Please remember your duty, Princess, for Saint Nadavi, for our Lord. The world will remember your achievements. Do not repeat the same mistake."

The guards who had been holding swords all knelt down at once, loudly demanding an answer from Yan Li, as if questioning him.

"They all want me dead. Doesn't Ah Yan want to follow the will of the people?"

At this moment, no one dared to approach Wen Ze anymore, and even Que Fu felt a lingering fear in his heart.

"I don't want to." Yan Li tightened her grip on the dagger in her hand. "Your life is your own, I have no right to take it away."

Wen Ze smiled.

But the king was going mad.

The King said, “I think you have been bewitched by this evil spirit and have gone blind. Pull off the cloth covering your eyes and take a good look. These people lying on the ground are all your subjects.”

The King: "Can you really bear to do this?"

Unable to see her father's location, Yan Li calmly stated in a certain direction:

"You sent troops here to try to surround and kill Wen Ze. He only resisted. What wrong did he do?"

Yan Li didn't know why she suddenly became so infatuated with defending Wen Ze, even though her intention was to sneak away and leave him behind.

But every time she tried to tear off the cloth in front of her and take a step, that sentence would ring in her ears.

Everyone wanted him dead.

But he still wanted to live.

Most people probably never expected that one day the princess, who always obeyed the king, would say such things. The crowd, who were still kowtowing and trying to soften her heart, stopped.

The king looked at his daughter, who seemed so unfamiliar to him, and said, "Naturally, it's for the sake of the world."

Yan Li tightened her grip on the dagger. "Whose world is it?"

"Your empire? Do your people even know about your absurd actions?"

"Whoever you want to die, will die, even if they are innocent, they will not have a chance to live."

"Because of your fear of military power, you revealed the military defenses to the enemy country, causing the old lord to die in battle. Afterwards, you didn't even spare his only child. You were even afraid that the secret would be exposed, so you poisoned your own daughter to make her mute."

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