Night Breeze had this plan all along.

Now that Lu Chenguan had made the invitation, Ye Feng readily agreed.

“Alright, I’ll go see the four princes tomorrow. I’m actually quite curious about them,” Ye Feng said with a smile.

Lu Chenguan was initially worried that Ye Feng would be unwilling, but now that Ye Feng agreed so readily, he was naturally overjoyed.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Ye." Lu Chenguan bowed deeply again.

The following morning, Ye Feng personally escorted Lu Chenguan to the palace gate.

Several top imperial guards stood outside the palace gates; they were the Right Chancellor's men.

"General Lu, I'll see you off here," Ye Feng said.

Thank you.

Lu Chenguan cupped his hands in greeting.

After watching Lu Chenguan enter the palace, Ye Feng turned and left to visit the four princes.

Ye Feng's purpose in visiting the four princes was actually quite simple: to gauge their attitudes.

If we could discover earlier which prince had an ambiguous attitude towards the Chaozhen clan, we could make a decision sooner.

Ye Feng did not visit the princes one by one in the order of the first, third, fourth, and seventh princes, but instead walked along the road, intending to visit whichever prince he arrived at first.

Before long, Ye Feng arrived at the Seventh Prince's residence.

Upon arriving at the gate, Ye Feng called out to the gatekeeper to explain his purpose. The gatekeeper of the Seventh Prince's residence was very polite and did not make things difficult for Ye Feng. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he hurriedly went inside to report the news.

Ye Feng had initially thought that coming here would most likely result in encountering someone who looked down on him.

He was surprised that the gatekeeper of the Seventh Prince's residence was so perceptive.

"It seems that the Seventh Prince has managed his subordinates very well," Ye Feng thought to himself.

Ye Feng waited for a short while at the entrance of the Seventh Prince's residence before the gatekeeper came out to greet him and led him to a garden inside the residence.

There was a young man dressed in brocade robes, lounging lazily in an antique-style recliner, basking in the sun.

On the stone table in front of him were a pot of tea and two teacups.

Without a doubt, this person is the Seventh Prince!

Hearing Ye Feng's footsteps, the Seventh Prince opened his eyes and looked over. After sizing Ye Feng up and down a few times, he smiled and said, "I thought the legendary Demon-Slaying Sword Ye Feng was a burly, cold, and ruthless swordsman, but I didn't expect you to look so ordinary."

Ye Feng's attire was indeed very ordinary; he was the kind of person who would be easily lost in a crowd.

"Isn't it better to be more ordinary?" Ye Feng said with a smile.

"Good, the ordinary is best. Only in this way can we make our opponents lower their guard and make a fortune in silence," the Seventh Prince said jokingly.

Ye Feng didn't stand on ceremony and walked over to sit down in front of the Seventh Prince.

The Seventh Prince did not get up. He picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Ye Feng and himself, and said slowly, "I knew you would come to visit me, and that you would also visit my brothers later, is that right?"

“That’s true,” Night Wind nodded.

“I guess you came to visit me to observe me and see what my attitude is towards the Chaozhen tribe. To be honest, my reputation is indeed very bad. My father and the court officials all think I am too weak. If any of us princes were to negotiate peace with the Chaozhen tribe, my father and the court officials would definitely think that I am that person.”

The Seventh Prince spoke casually, as if he were talking about someone else's business, which had nothing to do with him.

Night Breeze said calmly, "So, Seventh Prince, what is your own view of the Chaozhen Clan?"

"In my opinion, the Chaozhen Clan is like a wild dog. We must beat them until they are terrified, or even kill them, to truly solve the problem. Otherwise, once they recover, they will definitely pounce and bite us," the Seventh Prince said.

Ye Feng smiled, not immediately believing the Seventh Prince's words.

After all, you can't see into someone's heart, and it's unrealistic to expect to understand what someone is thinking based on just a few words.

"So, Seventh Prince, who do you think is most likely to negotiate peace with the Chaozhen Clan?" Ye Feng asked indirectly.

After a moment of contemplation, the Seventh Prince finally said, "I think the Third Brother and the Fourth Brother are more likely to be the candidates."

"Why?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.

Without hesitation, the Seventh Prince replied immediately, "Because the power of my Third and Fourth Brothers is still far inferior to that of my Eldest Brother. If they want to seize the throne from my Eldest Brother, they must gather a stronger force for themselves."

"And the Asahi clan is that force."

It must be said that the Seventh Prince's words did make some sense.

But Ye Feng asked again, "What about you? Don't you need such a force to help you fight for the throne?"

The Seventh Prince laughed heartily and said, "Mr. Ye, open your eyes and look at me. Do I look like someone who is suitable to be the emperor? Let me tell you the truth, I have no intention of fighting for anything. I just want to be a peaceful prince and live out my life in a carefree and happy way."

The seventh prince seemed to have no ambition, and what he said seemed to be true.

But Ye Feng did not draw a conclusion.

He stood up and said, "My conversation with the Seventh Prince has been truly enlightening! If fate allows, we shall meet again. Farewell!"

After saying this, Ye Feng decisively left the Seventh Prince's residence and continued on his way.

Before long, Ye Feng arrived at the gate of the Fourth Prince's residence.

The gatekeeper of the Fourth Prince's residence was burly and held a long sword, looking quite fierce.

It seems that the Fourth Prince is much more powerful than the Seventh Prince!

Ye Feng thought to himself, and then cupped his hands and said, "I am Ye Feng, and I have come here to request an audience with the Fourth Prince. May I ask that you announce my arrival?"

The gatekeeper sized Ye Feng up and down a few times, said nothing, and turned to enter the mansion.

After a while, the butler came out to invite them.

"The Seventh Prince has long heard of Mr. Ye, the Demon-Slaying Swordsman, and had planned to pay him a visit today. He did not expect Mr. Ye to come and pay his respects first! Please come in, the Seventh Prince is waiting for you."

The butler spoke very warmly and diligently led the way for Ye Feng.

As Ye Feng admired the scenery inside the Fourth Prince's residence, he said, "The Fourth Prince is a disciple of the Sword Saint, so his swordsmanship must be extremely skillful."

"You flatter me, Mr. Ye."

The steward said with a smile, but did not comment further on the Fourth Prince.

Ye Feng followed the steward to the Fourth Prince's study. The steward gestured for him to enter and said, "Mr. Ye, please come in. The prince is in the study."

"Um."

Night Breeze responded and pushed open the door to enter.

The fourth prince's study was very spacious, but there was not a single book in it. Instead, it was filled with all kinds of longswords.

A young man dressed in brocade robes stood in the study, holding a long sword in his hand and admiring it.