"Bang!"

A single tear fell heavily onto the back of Wu Zhong's hand.

Wuying and Wuhen could no longer hold back their tears, which streamed down their faces. They stepped forward and choked with sobs, pleading, "Your Highness, please don't do this. Wuzhong made this choice to fulfill his duty and to seek peace of mind. If he knew this in the afterlife, he would be saddened by your actions."

Shang Xiye shook his head and remained silent.

Wu Zhong will never know this in the afterlife.

The young wife once said that self-destruction means the destruction of one's soul along with the body, and that such a person will cease to exist in the world, with no chance of even being reincarnated.

When a mortal dies, he awaits the next life;

The path of cultivation fades, returning to nothingness forever; this is the cruel world of cultivators.

The Nanri Prince's Palace is located on the west side of Kyoto, five streets away from the main street;

The mansion occupied an area no smaller than that of the Minister's residence, and among the prisoners of war from the various border countries, this was considered the best.

Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao stayed at the inn closest to the Nanli Prince's Mansion.

The two were already close to the seventh level of the Spirit Gathering stage. When they were tired, they could relieve their fatigue by meditating. Not sleeping for a few days would not have a big impact.

So from the moment they moved in, the two of them sat lazily by the window. Now they were even lying on the soft couch opposite each other, enjoying the scenery outside the window and keeping an eye on the activities in the Nanli Prince's Mansion.

"I have a feeling of unease, and I wonder if Brother Wuzhong is safe and sound," Ji Fengming said casually while drinking with peanuts.

Black Owl rested his elbow on his half-bent right knee, silently looking out the window without saying a word.

Kyoto is a land of tigers and wolves.

There has never been a precedent of any secret guard or bodyguard who went missing and returned alive.

It was only because Wu Zhong was someone they knew well, someone they considered like a brother, that they especially longed for this exception.

It wasn't that he was cold-blooded and heartless to have such a thought, but rather that the rules of the game in this world would not change because of the preferences and expectations of certain people.

He only hoped that Wu Zhong could suffer less pain and torment before he left.

Seeing that he ignored her, Ji Fengming swung her long leg and hooked it around Hei Xiao's wrist: "Hey, what are you thinking about? I said ten sentences to you all night, and you didn't say a word to me."

"Do you really think I don't mind your smelly feet?" Black Owl said irritably and with disgust, knocking his foot to the ground with an elbow.

"Do my feet smell?" Ji Fengming sat up, spread his toes apart and smelled them, then stretched them out high and said, "No, they don't smell. You can smell them if you don't believe me."

Black Owl: "..."

I'll chop it up and stew it with pig's trotters for you, okay?

"Stop fooling around!"

"It doesn't smell bad at all, smell it."

"Ji Fengming!"

"Who told you to say my feet smell? Today you have to smell them. Only after you've smelled them will you have the right to vindicate me!"

"I fought back!"

Come on, let's have some fun!

Faced with Ji Fengming's outburst, Hei Xiao could no longer tolerate it.

He swept the small teacup on the soft couch to the ground and reached out to press Ji Fengming's pressure point to make him quiet down.

Ji Fengming was not about to let him succeed, so the two of them started playfully fighting back and forth.

Originally, Ji Fengming's cultivation level was not as high as Hei Xiao's, but because he needed to transfer spiritual power to Hei Xiao to help him stabilize the seal in his body, he converted and absorbed all the Moon White Stone he had recently found and the spiritual stones that Ji Fengyao had given him, and his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds.

The two are now evenly matched in terms of cultivation level.

Neither of them wanted to really hurt the other, so they didn't use any special techniques. They just relied on brute force to pinch and twist each other, wrestling like two children.

Not long after.

Ji Fengming had the upper hand for a moment, and, in a playful mood, reached out to grab Hei Xiao's ear.

Black Owl instinctively tilted his head to dodge.

Ji Fengming then accidentally tore off the crown that bound his hair.