He originally wanted to threaten the other party to cut off his own arms, but he was worried that he would push the other party too far and turn against him. After all, according to intelligence, he had many female confidantes, and Bi Linglong was just one of them.

At this point, he no longer harbored any ambition for imperial power, and any aspirations he had been harboring had been extinguished by the successive blows he had just suffered.

At this point, all he wanted was to save his life and find a place to live in seclusion and spend the rest of his days in peace.

What does it matter if I'm the king of assassins or a king or emperor?

Of course, even if they reach a safe place, Bi Linglong must never be left behind. He never believed the enemy's promises; only by keeping her by his side at all times could she be his lifelong protector.

Consort Bai looked apologetically at the man beside her. Although the matter had nothing to do with her, the Regent would not have been distracted if she hadn't just appeared.

She secretly reminded Zu An: "Brother Zu, Zhao Yuan never trusts anyone. He might not let Sister Linglong go after he leaves. It would be really dangerous if we let him take Linglong away."

However, she couldn't think of any way to save him for the time being.

Zuan's face remained calm as he walked towards that direction, stepping through the air.

"Don't come any closer, or don't blame me for being merciless." Zhao Yuan was getting anxious, tightening his grip on the sword. A faint bloodstain appeared on Bi Linglong's fair neck.

"Regent, don't worry about me! This man is the source of chaos in the world. Only by killing him can there be peace!" Despite the goosebumps on her skin from the cold air from the sword, Bi Linglong calmly shouted to Zu An.

"I didn't expect you, a woman, to be so brave. But he's a romantic, and I'm afraid he won't be willing to part with such a beauty like you." Zhao Yuan laughed, but he was actually a little uneasy, fearing that Zu An might disregard the safety of a woman and really make a move against him.

Bi Linglong wanted to say more, but Zu An stopped her with a gentle look in his eyes, and then looked at Zhao Yuan calmly: "It seems that you really don't understand the power of the gods."

Zhao Yuan felt a sense of foreboding and could only tighten his grip on the knife, using Bi Linglong to shield his body.

Suddenly he realized something was wrong. He looked down and saw that Bi Linglong was no longer in front of him, but instead he was holding a broken pillar.

But Bi Linglong was standing next to Zu An!