Zhou Nuo explained, "The quality of the Jingling Bow is equivalent to the quality of Zhao Hu's Broken Blade in the blade. The Broken Blade emphasizes strength and power, possessing immense destructive force. If Zhao Hu didn't have a treasure like the Broken Blade in his hand, and instead used any other blade, his own blade would probably shatter first once he unleashed the Broken Blade."

"Similarly, if I had the Spirit-Startling Bow, I could channel more internal energy into it when facing an enemy, increasing the arrow's speed and range. You might not feel anything as you say this, but you'll understand when you're on the battlefield."

Zhao Cheng understood and said, "I understand. The situation on the battlefield changes in an instant. If you are one second faster than others or have a longer range than others, it will affect the situation on the battlefield."

Zhou Nuo nodded and said, "That makes sense."

Murong Tie listened intently and said, "Since Miss Zhou Nuo likes it, that's wonderful. I've given this gift to the right person!"

Zhou Nuo didn't respond, but looked at Zhao Cheng and lowered his voice, saying, "I like this precious bow, but can you accept this gift? If it will put you in a difficult position, I don't need it."

"Xiao Nuo, I will do everything I can to get you what you like."

Zhao Cheng gently touched Zhou Nuo's face, then walked up to Murong Tie and said, "I'll accept this gift. Where's the bow?"

Murong Tie said, "I don't know how to use a bow, so I didn't bring it with me. I had someone send it over by express courier, and I'm keeping it safe at an inn outside the city. So I'll have to trouble you, Young Prime Minister and Miss Zhou Nuo, to come out of the city with me."

Zhou Nuo couldn't wait any longer and said, "Then let's go."

"Xiao Nuo, wait a minute."

Zhao Cheng raised his hand to stop Zhou Nuo, his eyes fixed on Murong Tie, and asked, "Are you sure you want us to leave the city?"

Murong Tie felt uncomfortable under Zhao Cheng's gaze, so he turned his face away and said, "If I go to get it now, it will be a waste of time. Wouldn't it be better if Miss Zhou Nuo went with me? After we got it, we can practice our bow skills outside the city."

Zhou Nuo looked at Zhao Cheng and said, "What he said makes sense. It won't hurt for us to walk a few more steps."

“What he said makes sense.” Zhao Cheng still stared intently at Murong Tie and said, “But he’s using this logic to try and kill us.”

Murong Tie was stunned.

Zhou Nuo already unconditionally trusted Zhao Cheng, so he immediately stood in front of Zhao Cheng and looked at Murong Tie warily.

Murong Tie said somewhat flusteredly, "Young Prime Minister, I don't understand what you're saying. You must have misunderstood something."

Zhao Cheng asked, "So, do you still want us to go now?"

Murong Tie said, "I let you leave the city only so that we could go get the bow together!"

Zhao Cheng said, "It's okay if you don't admit it, I can go with you, but I hope you think it through. If you really take this step, your Murong family may disappear from the map of Dajing."

Murong Tie froze.

"I'll give you one last piece of advice: wait a little longer." Zhao Cheng led Zhou Nuo up the steps and turned around in front of the door.

Murong Tie stopped speaking and moving, and actually listened to Zhao Cheng and waited, although he didn't know what he was waiting for.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere reached a freezing point.

Zhao Cheng said, "How about I reserve a table for tonight? The best private room at the Oriental Restaurant."

Murong Tie asked, "What exactly are you up to?"

Zhao Cheng said, "I've extended a warm invitation to you, won't you do me the honor?"

"I..." Murong Tie had just opened her mouth when a group of people rode over on horseback. The leader stopped in front of Murong Tie, dismounted, and whispered something in her ear.

After a brief whisper, Murong Tie's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Zhao Cheng in surprise.

Zhao Cheng then asked, "Would you do me the honor of joining us tonight?"

Murong Tie took a deep breath, stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting to Zhao Cheng, and said, "Young Prime Minister, I shall respectfully accept your invitation!"

Oriental Restaurant.

Dinner.

After Murong Tie and Zhao Cheng finished their drinks, they started talking.

It turned out that the group of people who came to the gate of the Right Prime Minister's residence were from the Murong family of Jingbei County. They had come at full speed just to deliver a message to Murong Tie.

Murong family head Murong Facai has already reached an agreement with Zhao Cheng's representative, Cheng Xu, that the Murong family will cooperate with the Eastern Chamber of Commerce and fully support the Eastern Chamber of Commerce's business in Jingbei County.

Yuan Fei had already informed Murong Facai about the conflict between Zhao Cheng and Murong Tie through the Yiwen Fei Team's network.

Murong Facai relayed a message to Murong Tie: "Whether the Murong family can survive for another hundred years, and whether they can enjoy a carefree and happy hundred years, depends on Zhao Cheng. You brat, don't cause me any trouble. In Yanchuan City, you can't afford to offend anyone!"

Although Murong Tie was a spoiled brat, he still listened to his father very much and immediately changed his attitude towards Zhao Cheng.

"Young Prime Minister, can I call you brother from now on?"

Zhao Cheng sat with Murong Tie, put her arm around his shoulder, and laughed, "Aren't you going to call me to go outside the city?"

Murong Tie said awkwardly, "This was my fault."

Zhou Nuo was also present at the dinner and asked suspiciously, "Is there a problem?"

Zhao Cheng looked at Murong Tie and saw that Murong Tie's eyes were flickering. He said, "The eldest young master has already made an agreement with Wen Pojun to lure us out of the city and let Wen Pojun take our lives."

Upon hearing this, Murong Tie froze, then exclaimed in surprise, "You... you know everything?"

Zhao Cheng smiled and said, "In Yanchuan City, what can be hidden from me?"

Murong Tie stood up, bowed respectfully to Zhao Cheng, and said, "Young Prime Minister, I am sorry."

Zhao Cheng didn't feign modesty, accepting Murong Tie's generous greeting as usual, and said, "Although Wen Pojun took the initiative to contact you, you spent a lot of money to gather so many martial arts masters, which shows that you have murderous intent. Do you think that you can just apologize to me and let this matter go?"

"You want to take my life in Yanchuan City, so can I take yours in Yanchuan City?"

Murong Tie's expression changed drastically, and he knelt down trembling.

From childhood to adulthood, Murong Tie was defiant and fearless towards everyone, but he was completely obedient to his father, partly out of respect for him and partly out of genuine admiration for him.

Judging from his father's attitude toward Zhao Cheng, Murong Tie realized that Zhao Cheng was a truly ruthless person who was absolutely capable of doing what he said and dared to kill him in Yanchuan City.

We can't afford to mess with them.

Don't mess with them!

Murong Tie knelt down and said, "I admit it, I had murderous intent, it was my fault. As long as Young Prime Minister spares my life, I will do anything you ask!"

Zhao Cheng asked doubtfully, "Willing to do anything?"

Murong Tie nodded vigorously and said, "I've heard about Du Yucheng eating dog poop in Yanchuan City. If Young Prime Minister wants to punish me, I can eat it too!"

"Why would I need you to eat dog poop?!"

Zhao Cheng was speechless. Is dog poop really that popular these days?

"Stand up and speak."

After Murong Tie stood up, Zhao Cheng looked him up and down and smiled, "I'll use the Spirit-Startling Bow to save your life!"