When Zhen Mi saw her father and brother leading men to Liu Wei's room, it was clear they were going to attack Liu Wei. She was extremely anxious but helpless.

The two widowed sisters-in-law were also stunned.

Thinking that this young hero would take them away to distant lands, they never expected that the Zhen family would come to attack them.

They clasped their hands together and prayed silently for Liu Wei.

At this moment, Liu Wei was already sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking down at his nose, his mouth, and his heart.

For the past six months, he has developed a habit of meditating and circulating his breath every morning, practicing the methods in the secret manual.

Although my mind was completely blank, my senses, like an octopus, stretched their tentacles to every corner.

When Zhen Yao and Zhen Yi arrived with their group, he already knew everything.

A mocking smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He was curious to see what kind of expression Zhen Yi would have when he saw him.

Bang!

The door was kicked open by Zhen Yao, and the servants flooded into the room.

Liu Wei closed his eyes to rest, sitting motionless on the bed.

"Surround him!"

Zhen Yao shouted, and the servants surrounded the bed in layers, making it impossible to move.

Liu Wei remained silent, seemingly lost in a state of complete absorption.

Seeing that Liu Wei was wearing a bathrobe and had his sword lying to one side, Zhen Yao grew bolder and shouted at Liu Wei:

"I advise you to surrender obediently to avoid suffering physical pain."

Liu Wei remained motionless, only a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

Zhen Yao felt severely slighted: "Why are you pretending to be so profound if you're not going to say anything!"

As soon as Zhen Yi entered the room, he noticed a familiar-looking horizontal knife on the table.

Because the swords used by Liu Wei's side were somewhat different from those used by the Imperial Guards and the Xuanjia Cavalry.

The blades are similar, but the handle and scabbard are more refined.

In Zhenjiazhuang, only Zhen Yi had seen Liu Wei before, and he paid close attention to the sword at Liu Wei's waist.

Zhen Yi's heart skipped a beat, a sense of foreboding washing over him. He pushed through the crowd, saying, "Wait, let me see what's going on."

When he walked into the crowd and saw the person on the bed, his mind went blank, and he froze as if struck by lightning, muttering, "It's...it's all over!"

"Haha, kid, did you hear that? You're finished!"

Zhen Yao, who had been listening attentively, immediately shouted.

Snap!

Unexpectedly, Zhen Yao received a hard slap from Zhen Yi.

Zhen Yao covered his face: "Father, why...why did you hit me?"

Just as he was completely bewildered, Zhen Yi suddenly knelt down on the ground:

"Your Highness, we deserve to die."

What!

Zhen Yao was stunned, his face turning deathly pale.

This...this person is actually a prince!