As Ye Feng approached, the Fourth Prince didn't even look up at him, but instead gazed at the sword in his hand and said, "Mr. Ye, what do you think of this sword I hold?"

Ye Feng stepped forward, looked at the sword in the Fourth Prince's hand, and said, "It is indeed a fine sword."

The fourth prince smiled with satisfaction and nodded, saying, "The Tianfeng Sword is three feet two inches long, forged from black iron. It can cut hair in two and slice iron like mud. It was a sword that my master once used."

Then, the Fourth Prince pointed to a long sword beside him and said, "This sword is called the Blue Moon Sword. It is three feet and three inches long and was once the sword used by Master Zuo..."

The fourth prince seemed to have met a kindred spirit, and kept sharing his collection with Ye Feng.

Night Breeze listened quietly, without saying much, playing the role of a loyal listener.

Before they knew it, a quarter of an hour had passed before the Fourth Prince finally stopped his introductions and said with a sigh, "Although I am devoted to the way of the sword, I am entangled in all sorts of worldly affairs and rarely have any free time. Compared to me, Brother Ye is truly carefree and unrestrained."

"Moreover, this is the first time in all these years that I have seen my master praise a swordsman in such a way."

Hearing the Fourth Prince say this, Ye Feng was not surprised.

The old man I met in the capital yesterday was indeed the Sword Saint, the Fourth Prince's master.

After pondering for a moment, Ye Feng said, "The Fourth Prince has amazing talent, but he is unable to concentrate on cultivation because of his many worldly affairs. If the Fourth Prince could put aside the struggle for the throne and focus on cultivation, his future strength would definitely not be inferior to mine."

The fourth prince simply smiled and didn't reply.

The fourth prince would never give up the throne. In the struggle for the throne, the loser has no other option but death.

Therefore, giving up the throne means death, without a doubt.

Ye Feng then asked, "So, Your Highness, what is your opinion on the peace talks with the Chaozhen tribe?"

The fourth prince said without hesitation, "Peace talks are impossible. There is no room for peace talks between our Central Plains Dynasty and the Chaozhen Clan."

Night Wind smiled and said, "If we negotiate, the problem can be solved without bloodshed, which might be a good thing for the common people."

"But what about the price? The Chaozhen tribe is eyeing us covetously. If we want to make peace with them, we'll inevitably have to cede territory to sue for peace, right? I could never do something like ceding land."

The fourth prince shook his head and said firmly, "Mr. Ye, I know what you want to ask. You don't need to beat around the bush anymore. I will not give up the struggle for the throne, but I will absolutely not agree to peace talks with the Chaozhen clan."

“If I dared to agree to cede territory and make peace with the Chaozhen tribe, I would first have to get past my master.”

Hearing the Fourth Prince say this, Ye Feng nodded in satisfaction.

"In that case, I'll take my leave."

After saying that, Ye Feng walked outside and left without looking back.

The fourth prince wanted to say something, but after glancing at Ye Feng's retreating figure, he ultimately said nothing.

After leaving the Fourth Prince's residence, Ye Feng went to the Third Prince's residence.

As soon as Ye Feng entered the Third Prince's residence, he saw the Third Prince rushing out of the inner courtyard with a radiant face, and he was even wearing his shoes inside out!

"Third Prince, what is this...?" Ye Feng asked in confusion.

"I'm sorry, I was so happy to hear you were here that I was so rude," the Third Prince said with a smile, while holding Ye Feng's arm tightly.

Before Ye Feng could say anything more, the Third Prince warmly pulled Ye Feng to sit down.

“Mr. Ye, when Mr. Chen mentioned you to me, I developed a strong interest in you. But I really didn’t expect that you could do something so earth-shattering. This is truly unexpected,” the Third Prince said.

A momentous event?

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment before he realized that the earth-shattering event the Third Prince was referring to was his long journey to send Lu Chenguan to the capital and the killing of Du Wushuang, Hei Mojianjun, and the Black and White Duo along the way.

Ye Feng smiled and shook his head, saying, "These are all minor matters; the Third Prince need not be so concerned."

The Third Prince insisted, "Mr. Ye, you are far too modest. Du Wushuang is renowned for his skill, and the Black Demon Sword Master is a world-famous martial arts expert, not to mention the Black and White Duo. Yet they all died by your sword, Mr. Ye. Your heroic deeds in slaying demons and monsters are truly admirable!"

"Mr. Ye, you may think I'm flattering you, but I can tell you that's not the case at all! In fact, the people of the world also hold you in high esteem. Your title of Demon-Slaying Sword originated from the common people and has the meaning of slaying demons and eliminating evil!"

If it were anyone else, they would probably have become smug and even carried away by the Third Prince's praise and flattery.

But Ye Feng felt completely calm, and even felt a little amused.

It was at this moment that Chen Yiluo and Cao Gang arrived here together.

“Junior Brother Ye, we meet again,” Chen Yiluo said.

"I've come to see the Third Prince and see what his opinion is on the Chaozhen Clan," Ye Feng said bluntly.

"I see," Chen Yiluo said, a look of understanding on her face.

Upon hearing Ye Feng mention the Chaozhen tribe, the Third Prince clenched his fists in uncontrollable rage and said, "Mr. Ye, you want to see my opinion on the Chaozhen tribe? Heh, I only have one opinion on the Chaozhen tribe, which is that this race should be exterminated. They should be wiped out completely and eradicated!"

"Mr. Ye, you may not know this, but since the establishment of our Central Plains Dynasty, the Chaozhen tribe has been invading our borders! The people on the border are suffering because of the repeated attacks by the Chaozhen tribe!"

"These are all blood debts, so they must be repaid with the blood of the Chaozhen clan!"

The Third Prince's face was full of resentment, and he exuded a strong murderous aura.

Sensing the murderous aura emanating from the Third Prince, Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.

But then Ye Feng smiled and said, "I also agree with wiping out the Chaozhen clan completely, eliminating any potential threats. I didn't expect that you, Third Prince, would think the same way as me. It seems we are truly destined to be together."

"Hehe, you flatter me, Mr. Ye."

The Third Prince said with a smile, and then began to exchange pleasantries with Ye Feng.

The Third Prince clearly valued Ye Feng highly, and repeatedly asked Ye Feng to serve him.

But the night wind never gave a clear answer.

Even with Chen Yiluo's persuasion, Ye Feng did not agree on the spot.

More than an hour passed in the blink of an eye. The Third Prince raised his hand and said, "Cao Gang, go to the kitchen and have the cooks prepare a table of fine wine and food! Mr. Ye has come to my residence, and I must do my best to entertain him as a host!"

"Yes, Your Highness," Cao Gang nodded.