Yan Mingshu?

Upon hearing this name, Zhang Ziqiang instantly sobered up considerably.

The successful establishment of the Southern State Martial Arts Alliance was inseparable from the support of Nangong Zhenxiang, the domineering breakthrough of Li Fan, and of course, the help of Yan Mingshu who invited Li Fan to join the cause.

If it weren't for him, the Southern Martial Arts Alliance might have been established, but it wouldn't have happened so quickly.

He himself successfully rose from an ordinary scholar to the governor of a prefecture under the Zhenwu Commandery.

Yan Mingshu's martial arts skills may be mediocre, but the fact that he was able to take over such a large organization as the Nanzhou Zhenwu Division and has not caused any major trouble so far is enough to demonstrate his ability.

His presence here is not a good thing!

"Yan Mingshu, what are you doing here?"

Just then, a man at the table staggered to his feet.

He looked at Yan Mingshu with disdain and said, "This is Yunzhou, not Nanzhou. How dare you act so presumptuously here?"

Who are you?

Yan Mingshu looked at the man with a smile and asked.

"He Feifan, Commander of Yunzhou under the Zhenwu Division!"

He Feifan raised his head slightly.

Under the Commander-in-Chief of the Zhenwu Division, there is one Commander-in-Chief.

Within the Yunzhou Zhenwu Division system, He Feifan's status was second only to Tuoba Ye, the Governor of Yunzhou.

In terms of real power, with no governor in Yunzhou, he was equivalent to Yan Mingshu.

Even in a one-on-one situation, he wasn't afraid of Yan Mingshu.

Moreover, this is in Yunzhou!

Snap!

Before anyone could react, Yan Mingshu stepped forward and slapped him across the face.

The drunken He Feifan was stunned at first, and then a surge of anger welled up in his heart.

"Yan Mingshu, how dare you hit me?"

He Feifan charged out like an enraged lion.

His cultivation at the peak of the Ninth Rank Divine Realm was like a raging storm.

But before he could get close to Yan Mingshu, he saw him fly backward at an even faster speed than when he came.

Bang!

A muffled thud was heard, and He Feifan lay on the ground like a dead dog.

"He Feifan, the commander of Yunzhou under the Zhenwu Division, attempted to assassinate me."

Guards, seize him!

Awaiting review!

"Yes, sir!"

At Yan Mingshu's command, a man with a buzz cut descended from the sky.

The visitor was none other than Xu Yan, a disciple of Wen Ruyue, the sect leader of the Vajra Sect.

He walked up to He Feifan and brought down a inch-long steel nail from his hand.

"ah!"

Accompanied by He Feifan's shrill screams, the long nails precisely sealed his acupoints.

He Feifan, who was already injured, screamed and then immediately fainted.

This scene shocked many Yunzhou officials who attended the banquet.

Zhang Ziqiang frowned and asked, "Lord Yan, what is the meaning of this?"

In terms of official rank, a governor of a prefecture was higher than a military commander of a prefecture.

However, since the Commander of Zhenwu Division was not under the jurisdiction of the Governor of the Prefecture, the two often did not interfere with each other.

Furthermore, given the circumstances, Zhang Ziqiang had no choice but to suppress his anger.

If Tu Qianhu hadn't died, Zhang Ziqiang certainly wouldn't have been so polite.

After all, with the support of the military formation, Tu Qianhu has the strength to contend with the Dharma Image.

"There have been some rumors circulating in the martial arts world these past few days, saying that Li Fan, the governor of Yunzhou under the Zhenwu Division, has been killed!"

As the acting governor of Zhenwu Commandery in Nanzhou, it is only natural that I must come and take a look.

"Now, Lord Zhang, please tell me, is Li Fan dead or not?"

Yan Mingshu looked at Zhang Ziqiang, and the smile on his face vanished instantly.

A murderous aura surged from his body.

Everyone present felt a chill run down their spines.

Everyone knows that Yan Mingshu and Li Fan are close friends.

If he goes berserk, he really dares to kill.

"Lord Yan, we don't know whether Governor Li is dead or not!"

The rumors you've heard have absolutely nothing to do with us.

If you want to investigate, we can cooperate!

Zhang Ziqiang said.

Given the current situation, this is the only way he can delay.

The crisis will naturally be resolved once the people from the Misty Sect arrive.

Even with Dharma Image guards protecting Yan Mingshu, he could not possibly be a match for the Misty Sect.

After all, the entire Misty Sect still has three Dharma Image Martial Artists.

"good!

Since that's the case, please come with me!

Let's go to Nanzhou and clear up the rumors!

After Yan Mingshu finished speaking, the expressions of everyone present changed drastically.

Zhang Ziqiang's heart sank; he knew that things would not end well today.

He did not immediately refute, but remained silent in an attempt to buy time.

No matter what, he was still a governor of a state.

He didn't believe that Yan Mingshu would dare to be so unruly as to kidnap him and the officials present.

If Yan Mingshu really dared to do that, he would be breaking the rules of officialdom.

"Yan Mingshu, what are you?"

You want us to go with you? You think you're worthy?

"I am right here today. Try and take me away!"

Just as Zhang Ziqiang was stalling, another voice came.

A figure emerged from the heated tent behind Zhang Ziqiang.

The man looked to be under thirty and was wearing a white robe with gold trim and a python pattern.

His open clothes gave him a somewhat dissolute air, but his stern face exuded an extremely confident and authoritative aura.

Zhou Polu stepped forward in two quick strides.

He stared at Yan Mingshu, his eyes showing no fear whatsoever.

He felt very frustrated a few days ago.

But things are different now. Li Fan is dead, so he naturally has to become more active.

Winning over these Yunzhou officials was the most important step in regaining power.

With their support, he would be more confident in inheriting the title of Prince Zhenyun.

He must get this position.

He has already given up a lot of benefits for this.

Today's banquet was organized by Zhang Ziqiang using his name.

Yan Mingshu wanted to ruin his plans, so naturally he had to step in and stop him.

"Guards, please escort this young master out!"

Who knew that Yan Mingshu didn't tolerate Zhou Polu at all.

At his command, a second figure descended from the sky.

Bai Shao reached out and tried to capture Zhou Polu.

"You audacious scoundrel, how dare you lay a hand on His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Just as she reached out, a red-robed eunuch appeared in front of Zhou Polu like a ghost.

The red-robed eunuch struck out with both palms like butterflies flitting among flowers, his chilling true energy descending with an icy chill.

Bai Shao remained expressionless, only her outstretched hand was clenched into a fist.

Bang!

With a muffled thud, the red-robed eunuch's body flew out like a cannonball.

A furrow was plowed into the bluestone ground.

Before the red-robed eunuch could even stand still, Bai Shao reappeared in front of him.

The red-robed eunuch's expression changed drastically. Without thinking, he raised both palms and slammed them down.

Bai Shao raised her leg and swept it out like a long spear.

With a crisp "crack!", the red-robed eunuch's arm broke under the immense force.

Just as the red-robed eunuch attempted to deflect the force, Bai Shao lunged forward for close combat.

Soon, the red-robed eunuch was beaten unconscious.

Bai Shao carried the red-robed eunuch in one hand and walked towards Zhou Polu.

"What...what do you want to do?"

Looking at the fierce white peony, Zhou Polu's heart pounded.

Bai Shao stretched out her other hand, picked up Zhou Polu, and flew towards the horizon.

......

Outside the governor's mansion, an inconspicuous carriage was parked in a corner.

When the white peony fell, Zhou Polu was still in shock.

Just then, the carriage curtain was lifted, and Princess Zhenyun sat calmly inside.

"Mother, save me!"

Upon seeing Princess Zhenyun, a sliver of color returned to Zhou Polu's pale face.

Princess Zhenyun ignored Zhou Polu and looked at Bai Shao, saying, "Go back and tell Yan Mingshu that the Zhenyun Royal Palace will intervene!"

"good!"

Bai Shao let go, put Zhou Polu and the other person down, and then turned and left.

"Mother, I..."

"I originally wanted to take you away from this place of trouble, but now I don't have the chance."

Po Lu, remember this: from this moment on, we stand on the side of the Jixia Academy.

No matter what storms may come, we must stand firmly by their side.

Even now, Princess Zhenyun does not blame Zhou Polu.

"Mother, Yan Mingshu is so unruly; wouldn't cooperating with the Jixia Academy......"

"Rules are set by the strong for the weak. If you are like your third uncle, ranked third on the Heavenly Hero Ranking, then your words become the rules!"

Before Zhou Polu could finish speaking, Princess Zhenyun interrupted him.