Wen Pojun's voice was very hoarse, as if his throat was cracked or as if his throat was full of sand.

The gatekeeper had no time to study his voice and scrambled towards the mansion.

Wen Pojun stood still, waiting, his foot not yet crossing the threshold.

Just as the gatekeeper entered and was running towards the inner courtyard, a woman walked ahead of him.

"Commander Yang!"

"Go and report as usual."

Yang Taozhi stared intently at Wen Pojun, her left hand on her hip and her right hand hanging limply at her side, ready to draw her sword at any moment.

"You're the infamous Gun Demon Wen Pojun?"

When Wen Pojun approached the Right Prime Minister's residence, Yang Taozhi sensed a powerful aura. Without waiting for the gatekeeper's message, she followed the aura.

Wen Pojun also looked at Yang Taozhi with curiosity and said, "I didn't expect the Right Prime Minister's residence to have such a capable young lady."

People at their level don't even need to make a move; they already know the other is a kindred spirit.

Yang Taozhi said, "You didn't come here to drink if you hurt someone at the door."

Wen Pojun said, "I'm here to find someone."

Yang Taozhi asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Zhao Cheng".

Upon hearing this, Yang Taozhi narrowed her eyes slightly, wondering why Zhao Cheng had offended Wen Pojun.

Being targeted by a grandmaster is a huge problem.

Yang Taozhi said, "Today is a joyous occasion for the Prince Consort and the Princess. Since you're not here to drink, don't spoil the celebration. Please go back and come back after the banquet."

Wen Pojun glanced at Yang Taozhi's hand, feeling the restless movement at her fingertips, and said, "Are you asking me to leave?"

"Guests are naturally welcome, but if someone doesn't come as a guest, then they shouldn't even think about doing whatever they want in the Right Prime Minister's residence!"

Having said that, Yang Taozhi drew his sword.

She was already incredibly fast, but just as her hand touched the hilt of the sword, Wen Pojun appeared in front of her, pressing down on her hand with his calloused hands, preventing her from drawing the sword.

The speed and power sent a shiver down Yang Taozhi's spine.

It's been a very, very long time since I've encountered someone with such formidable strength!

Swoosh—

A gust of air rushed by, and Wen Pojun suddenly narrowed his eyes, released Yang Taozhi's hand, and took a step back.

A pebble flew between the two men and struck a tree not far away, piercing its trunk.

"What sharp finger strength!"

Wen Pojun turned his head and saw an unusually thin man slowly walking towards him.

The man had fair skin and a pale face, but a smile lingered on his lips as he walked, tossing pebbles in his hand.

Yang Taozhi also glanced at him warily and immediately recognized him as the man who was with Yu Changsi.

When Yu Changsi led his men into the mansion, Yang Taozhi paid special attention to the couple following behind him, but she did not sense any particularly powerful aura from them.

It seems this man is very good at hiding his true feelings.

The better someone is at hiding their true nature, the more dangerous they are.

Luo Ying stood still, maintaining a triangular position with Yang Taozhi and Wen Pojun, but her orientation was consistent with Yang Taozhi's.

They were all facing Wen Pojun.

Unlike Yang Taozhi and Wen Pojun's serious demeanor, Luo Ying was smiling from the moment she appeared.

His laughter was silent and lacked any warmth, like a lone wolf croaking in the cold wind.

He looked at Wen Pojun and smiled, "Gun Demon Wen Pojun. What a gentle surname, what an arrogant given name."

Wen Pojun said, "Today's trip has really opened my eyes. A disgraced prime minister's mansion actually has two grandmasters."

In a short moment, Yang Taozhi had witnessed Wen Pojun and Luo Ying's moves and knew that their strength was extraordinary. The title of Grandmaster was not undeserved; those who had achieved this level of martial arts skill had already touched the threshold of the rules of power.

In a battle between grandmasters, neither side dares to be absolutely certain of victory.

Yang Taozhi quickly assessed Luo Ying's stance. Although he was from the Left Prime Minister's residence, and regardless of their private struggles with the Right Prime Minister's residence, the public fact was that he was there to offer congratulations, so he wouldn't openly break ties with the Right Prime Minister's residence. He had just offered assistance, so he was likely willing to stand on the Right Prime Minister's side.

Yang Taozhi then said, "Two grandmasters have come to greet you; that's already a great honor. You should know better than to leave!"

“When I was young, Yuan Zhang created the Royal Spear and claimed that it was the best spear technique in the world. I was not convinced. At that time, I was not a grandmaster, much less a spear demon, but I still dared to challenge Yuan Zhang.”

All I know is, if you're not convinced, then fight!

Wen Pojun continued speaking to himself, a smile appearing on his face. He said proudly, "But since I became a Grandmaster, I have never fought two Grandmasters at the same time. Now is a good opportunity."

Clang!

Yang Taozhi drew his sword, its slender, conical shape pointing at Wen Pojun.

I won't say any more.

Luo Ying put the pebbles into her pocket, slowly took out a pair of black gloves, and put them on.

Luo Ying looked elegant in her gloves, attracting the attention of Yang Taozhi and Wen Pojun.

The gloves were entirely black, and they even faintly exuded a putrid smell.

Wen Pojun's eyes lit up, and he said, "A vengeful ghost is supporting the coffin!"

Luo Ying shook her gloved hands and smiled, "Gun Demon has a good eye. These hands of mine are for supporting a coffin."

"Many years ago, there was a rumor in the martial arts world that the coffin was brought into the Jing Palace and was in the hands of a high-ranking and highly skilled person. I always thought that this person was the eunuch by Emperor Jing's side, but I never expected it to be you."

"interesting……"

Wen Pojun reached down to his waist and pulled out a wooden stick about the length of an arm.

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