Just when the ministers thought His Majesty was going to rectify the atmosphere in the capital, the Three Dukes and Three Masters were suddenly summoned to the palace by a secret edict. There they saw Lin Gonggong, a young eunuch who had just been promoted to Grand Eunuch, standing there anxiously waiting for them.

These high-ranking officials were completely bewildered. Before they even got close, Eunuch Lin rushed over and stuffed a secret letter into their hands.

The thirteen-year-old boy emperor actually left a letter and ran away!

Nobody noticed!

The letter, written in a bold and magnificent style, revealed a restrained and peaceful demeanor that was completely at odds with that of the tyrannical monarch. It contained only a few words: "I am on a tour, and the three dukes and three teachers will jointly manage the affairs of state."

The only signature is the emperor's private seal.

The eldest Grand Tutor, holding the letter, trembled with anger and nearly fainted. The others quickly caught him.

Fortunately, the Grand Tutor was still able to hold on. After clutching his chest and calming himself for a while, he gritted his teeth and told his colleagues that this was the emperor's trust, and they should devote themselves to the cause until their dying breath.

The elderly people, trembling with anger, could only nod in frustration.

How annoying, His Majesty is such a brat.

But they couldn't beat him _(:3」∠)_.

As for Long Xun… he did indeed run away, taking only Yin Er with him, leaving the other guards behind at Li Feisha's lightning speed. However, in his own peculiar way of thinking, he believed he had eloped with Yin Er.

In Yin Er's eyes... it was his duty to follow the emperor when he left the palace; the others couldn't keep up because they were too weak. As a loyal bodyguard who thought of nothing but absolute devotion, he naturally wouldn't consider something as romantic as eloping.

No, it should be said that Inuji's mind was filled with loyalty, and he firmly believed that he only needed to be a weapon and shield without emotion, serving as his master's last line of defense. He had never been taught anything else.

After using his light-footed skills to chase the emperor out of the palace gates, Yin Er rode his horse directly from the secret guards' stronghold and followed the main road outside the city. Then, halfway there, following a strange intuition, he abandoned his horse and leaped into the mountains.

He and Long Xun remained at a distance that was neither too close nor too far. At this distance, if the emperor were an ordinary person, he would naturally not notice. Even a martial artist with heightened senses, whose talent for concealing his aura was so great that even the previous ruler was envious, would not be detected.

However, Long Xun could sense his presence.

In his clouded consciousness, the aura he sensed was unfamiliar and insignificant, no different from that of other living beings. Most of the time, Long Xun no longer felt the subtle emotions that would arise involuntarily in his heart when he encountered A Chen in the small world.

However, a vague intuition, sometimes present and sometimes absent, made the assassins who were quietly following behind him seem different.

"Hiss—!"

With a long neigh, Li Feisha crossed a grove of tall trees and stopped on the mountain path on the other side of the mountain.

The pure white horse was clad in silver armor, looking majestic and extraordinary. The boy on its back was also covered in the Heavenly Strategy Armor, with a scarlet cloak tied diagonally at his waist. He looked cold, desolate, and weary, like a general who had just returned from battle.

Long Xun gently pulled on the reins, and the intelligent Li Feisha shook his head, turned his head slightly, looked at him with his dark and docile eyes, and then lowered his head to eat the grass by the roadside.

Long Xun remained mounted on his horse and waited patiently for a moment. Then, he heard a sound like the wind rustling through the leaves coming from the forest behind him, and he spoke up: "Yin Er."

Having caught up with his master, Yin Er concealed his presence and aura, silently appearing before Long Xun and kneeling on one knee before the horse's head, fulfilling his duty as a secret guard and assassin.

Long Xun: "..." He jumped off his horse, reached out to help Yin Er up, stared at him and tried to soften his tone, saying, "Don't kneel before me when we're out and about."

Yin Er replied in a calm, steady, and reliable voice, "Yes, Master."

Long Xun frowned almost imperceptibly, then said, "Call me by my name."

"Yes, Master."

Long Xun waited for a long time, but only the mountain wind slowly blew through the forest, bringing a series of rustling and quiet sounds.

Long Xun spoke coldly: "Why aren't you calling?"

Yin Er wore a white mask on his face. The face of the mask was expressionless, and his beautiful, pure black eyes could be seen through the holes in the eyes.

Upon hearing Long Xun's words, Yin Er showed a rare additional reaction. He tilted his head slightly to one side, a fleeting look of confusion crossing his eyes, before finally saying, "Master."

Long Xun stared at him for a long time, then suddenly asked, "Do you know my name?"

Yin Er finally realized he had misunderstood something, which greatly displeased his master. As assassins, their will was their master's; as swords, they only needed to do what their master said.

A bodyguard who would displease his master is unqualified.

Yin Er's back tensed slightly as he looked down cautiously at the boy in front of him.

Because the boy was more than half a head shorter than him, he was looking up at him, his dark golden vertical pupils slightly narrowed. He was handsome and cold, but surprisingly, he didn't have the gloomy look he had when facing others.

Even the way he raised his face, coupled with his dark golden vertical pupils, and his appearance as a boy, inexplicably reminded Yin Er of a cat he had once seen that didn't like to talk to people.

It tilts its head back and squints its eyes, looking very cold. Anyone who gets close will be scratched all over. But... it will lose its life to protect the person who has always taken care of it.

Yin Er's thoughts were wandering, but he answered honestly, "Master is master."

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