391 Somewhat Famous II

The eldest prince changed the subject, gently turning to support Uncle Qian and asking, "Uncle Qian, may I ask what cultivation level this old son-in-law, Yun, possesses?"

Qian remained silent, thinking to himself, 'I can't exactly say that I wasted a little time earlier just to see this old son-in-law, Yun.'

It's not that I couldn't see it at all; I could only tell that this person's physical strength was extremely formidable, and I had absolutely no confidence in breaking through his physical defenses.

He whispered words of comfort, "This man is no slouch. His formidable martial prowess is not something easily dealt with; he's no less powerful than I am. Moreover, he's young and vigorous, far superior to us old bones."

His Highness's mind raced, and he naturally understood that Uncle Qian was also not confident in capturing this person, who possessed the same cultivation level as the Red King, or even higher.

Suddenly, his thoughts were stirred, and he thought of his second brother, who was guarding the south and being tempered by demonic beasts. He wondered if his brother had broken through to a higher level.

He nodded softly and said, "Thank you for your explanation, Uncle Qian."

He then quietly ordered the man in black, "The Red King has attacked, the royal city has fallen, loyal and patriotic soldiers have died in battle, even my third brother died on the battlefield. The battle is of utmost importance now, so the funeral arrangements should be kept simple."

'yes. '

The eldest prince looked at the man in black, a slight smile on his face, and asked, "What a pity, I haven't seen her. This Lady Lian is rumored to be incredibly powerful!"

The man in black replied loudly, "We are grateful for your outstanding appearance; as for anything else, we have not heard of it ourselves."

His eyes remained fixed, but inwardly he felt utterly helpless. 'With this killer around, everyone can only serve him well, daring not to pry too much. Seeing something they shouldn't could truly be fatal.'

Outside the main hall, in the office, a group of people stayed up all night, too afraid to go back, unsure if there would be another attack that night. After all, their lives were at stake.

Although he possessed a noble spirit that made even ghosts and gods afraid to approach, humans are not. Moreover, this spirit has been consumed by wine and women, and who knows how much of it he has left.

Of course, there were also those who were not afraid. Dressed in court robes, with a cold and thin face, Grand Scholar Lin Yuanhong moved slightly, and with a single finger, as if drawing ink, a giant sword appeared in mid-air. He stepped on it and it quickly disappeared.

The others whispered among themselves, glanced at each other, and didn't dare say much.

Seeing how freely Lin, the student, came and went, seemingly unconcerned about the stares and the attitudes of others, Lin, the Vice Minister, felt a pang of envy and longing. He realized that he himself was about to become familiar with everyone.

Vice Minister Lin, along with Zhang and Censor Li, the three newly promoted officials, naturally shared the same sentiment. At this moment, they could only exchange information in hushed tones and listen quietly to their reports. Naturally, they dared not let them leave alone at this time.

Having just taken their seats, and without any instructions from His Highness, it is best to wait patiently.

He listened intently to the discussions around him, only hearing, "These veteran generals, their achievements overshadowing their lord, they've gone mad! They've actually surrounded him, claiming to be capturing the murderer. Is this capturing him? This is protecting him!"

The Grand Tutor's voice rang out, "This fellow is truly audacious, daring to kill a prince, which is tantamount to rebellion. They have gone too far this time. Even if the prince is at fault, it should be the royal family's responsibility to punish him."

Then I heard, "My lord, Lord He has slaughtered a hundred guards of the Wei family, including Elder Wei and the eldest son of the Wei family. They are all dead, all killed with a single stroke."

'They're all dead.' Hiss. Someone gasped, feeling a chill run down their spine and a cold draft rising from their head.

In the vast royal city, the news of the Red King and He Chen spread throughout the various mansions overnight. The prince was beheaded for treason, and his route of advance became clear.

They came to kill openly and left openly, leaving behind only a legend.

Then there's the Red King, the former general who died and was resurrected. The current Red King holds many secrets, including immortality and resurrection, both of which are all highly desirable supernatural powers.

The enormous lion-horse carried several people and flew for half a day without showing any signs of fatigue, quickly heading towards the border. The beauty in his arms was already asleep, a charming smile on her lips, probably dreaming many sweet dreams.

As the eastern dawn slowly approached, illuminating countless rays of light, day broke. He activated his cultivation technique, and, carrying the swift lion-horse and the beautiful woman, they vanished into the void in a flash.

With the border in sight, a sense of relief washed over me.

After glancing at the lion-horse, I noticed it was a bit too large to bring into the courtyard. So I slowly flew through the air, approaching the city gate.

As the light shone in, the beautiful woman slowly awoke, a hint of embarrassment in her eyes. Peach also woke up, stretched, and whispered, "There's someone down there, and they look so small."

"Miss, look! There are so many people down there, and horse-drawn carriages too. They're harvesting the crops over there. So many fields!"

Lian Xiuxiu gently pulled the lively Tao'er along, smiled softly, and looked down at the scene below. In the early morning, the area was already full of farmers and workers getting up to work.

Below, the beautifully squared barley and rice fields, along with the lush green crops, instantly brightened my mood.

It gently flew down, and the ground became clearer and clearer. The farmers, workers, and merchants below were all looking at the flying Pegasus, which looked terrifying.

As they drew closer, upon seeing the person on horseback, they cheered, "It's Lord He!" "Good morning, Lord He!"

Greetings drifted in from all directions. Smiles filled the faces of the people; seeing the returning travelers brought a strange sense of peace.

Lian Xiuxiu blushed slightly, then whispered sweetly in his ear, "Chen Lang is very popular. It seems I made the right choice."

He Chen chuckled softly, "It's too late to back out now."

A whisper, barely audible, sounded in my ear: 'I won't go back on my word.'

Lion Horse, Weiss, Jin Luo, and Yun Baiyi waited quietly. "Greetings, Your Excellency." "Greetings, Son-in-law."

The lion-horse landed, slowly retracting its fleshy wings. He Chen gently patted the lion-horse and said softly, "Everyone has worked hard. Take the lion-horse away; this is its food."

After saying this, he took out the bag containing the lion-horse. He gently stroked the lion-horse and said softly, 'You go and rest with them first.'

Lion Horse nodded with great foresight, as if he could understand what He Chen was saying.

"Yes, sir, we have excellent provisions here. We will take good care of the lion and horse," Jinluo stepped forward and said.

Nodding gently, she introduced Lian Xiuxiu softly, "This is the city garrison commander, this is Director Jin Luo, and this is General Yun Baiyi."

Lian Xiuxiu nodded slightly, preparing to say hello.

The three men bowed respectfully in unison, saying, "Greetings, Madam."

Lian Xiuxiu's face flushed slightly, and she said softly, "This humble girl, Lian Xiuxiu, greets you all."

He Chen explained briefly to Lian Xiuxiu in a low voice, then said softly, "Come back to the manor with me first."

Lian Xiuxiu nodded.

The carriage was already waiting nearby. Upon hearing this, Jinluo quickly brought the carriage over, and after the master and lady boarded, they drove smoothly towards the mansion.