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No, the entire Prince Jing's mansion is under heightened security tonight. He has even arranged for people to patrol within a five-mile radius, and to report any unusual activity immediately.

Why are there so many men in black here, but there's been no word from his people?

Just then, the people below stumbled over.

Covered in blood, he collapsed in front of him: "Lord Zhuang, we spotted them five miles away, and they came charging straight at us without giving us any time to report!"

So they were chased all the way.

Not far away, the sounds of Dong Bai and Qiu Shen leading their men in a fierce battle against the men in black could be heard.

Zhuang Xincai pulled the hand off the ground.

Not far away, the leader of the men in black had already broken through an opening and was fighting his way into the main hall, shouting sharply, "Yun Zhuo is drunk, take this opportunity to kill him!"

Zhuang Xin quickly led his men back to defend.

However, a dozen or so men in black had already rushed into the main hall.

Red candles burned throughout the main hall, filling the room with a red glow and a joyous atmosphere.

The drunk Yun Zhuo sat in the main chair, his chin resting on his hand, his eyes closed, his breathing even, as if he were asleep.

The leader of the men in black, wielding a long sword, lunged at him.

The sword energy was extremely sharp, and all the candlelight flickered violently.

Suddenly, a loud "bang" was heard, and the black-clad man's longsword stopped abruptly, the tip of the sword now only inches away from Yun Zhuo's heart.

If they had gone just a little further, Yun Zhuo would have been dead without a doubt.

However, the loud noise was so sudden that it startled all the men in black, and their longswords could no longer move forward.

They turned around and saw that the main hall gate—no, all the gates—were completely closed.

The man in black turned around in surprise and saw Yun Zhuo suddenly open his eyes. His eyes were clear and his eyebrows were sharp. There was no sign of him being drunk.

The men in black were terrified. Before they could react, a dense barrage of arrows came from all directions.

In no time, only three or five of the dozen or so men in black remained!

This is probably what they mean by "closing the door to beat the dog" or "catching a turtle in a jar."

After capturing the leader of the men in black, Yun Zhuo looked down at him and sneered, "Why don't you use your stupid brains to think about it? If I were really drunk, I wouldn't be sent here to drink hangover soup, but would be sent straight to the bridal chamber."

Without giving the other person a chance to breathe, he snapped the man's neck.

The ground was littered with dead bodies and arrows, and warm blood flowed from the wounds of the dead, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

Yun Zhuo was very careful not to let any blood splatter onto his wedding robe.

Although it is said that killing someone on one's wedding night is very unlucky.

But there's really nothing we can do about it.

If he doesn't kill these people, they will kill him.

Yun Zhuo used the tip of his sword to remove the cloth covering the man in black's face, revealing a completely unfamiliar face.

So it seems that tonight's assassins all come from the martial arts world.

This makes it difficult to determine who arranged for these assassins to be sent.

Those outside could not know what was happening inside the hall; the sounds of fighting continued, and it was very intense.

Yun Zhuo weaved through the arrows and corpses strewn across the ground, reached the doorway, quietly opened it a crack, changed his tone, and urgently spoke to the outside:

"If more people come in, Yun Zhuo will be very drunk, but he's also struggling a lot. Come and help him quickly!"

It's likely that not all of these assassins are familiar with each other's voices; he just needs to make sure they don't recognize his voice.

After saying that, he slammed the door shut again.

The assassins outside once again "torn" a hole in the layers of defenses and broke in; this time, there were as many as twenty of them.

Moreover, judging from the commotion, Yun Zhuo guessed that the person who came this time was probably the one who organized this assassination, thinking that he could just come in and reap the rewards.

Who could it be?

The door was kicked open, and twenty people rushed in instantly. They were all dressed in black and their faces were covered with black veils, with only their eyes showing.

Upon seeing the corpses and arrows on the ground, they were terrified, their eyes wide with astonishment. When they saw Yun Zhuo standing amidst the corpses, their eyes were filled with fear.

Damn it, we've been tricked!

Yun Zhuo was not drunk at all, nor was he almost "taken down"!

Knowing that the assassins who had just rushed in were the most skilled among this group, and now that Yun Zhuo had taken care of them all, a sense of fear arose in their hearts!

In particular, those who are now at the forefront, wanting to reap the rewards, are still young masters from aristocratic families.

He valued his life highly and didn't want to die here, so he immediately stepped back and pushed the assassins beside him forward: "Capture Yun Zhuo, and you'll be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver!"

A cold glint flashed in Yun Zhuo's eyes. His head, that of the dignified Prince Jing, was only worth a thousand taels of silver?

The group of men charged forward wielding longswords, and arrows rained down upon them once more.

...In order to ensure the smooth progress of their wedding night, he had installed traps and hidden weapons throughout the palace well in advance.

Upon seeing this, the young master from the noble family began to back away.

It's better to leave such dangerous tasks to professional assassins. He likes to reap the rewards last—it's a big win and safe.

Yun Zhuo noticed his movements.

He left the assassins to the traps and hidden weapons, and chased after the young master from the noble family. The young master quickly retreated, trying to hide among the assassins.

He didn't believe that with so many assassins tonight, they wouldn't be able to take down Yun Zhuo.

His elder sister had analyzed the situation with him. Tonight was Yun Zhuo's wedding night. This marriage was something he and Ye Qingxue had personally requested from the emperor. As newlyweds, they would surely be very happy and thus forget their guard.

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