Jiafei murmured repeatedly as if possessed, her voice trembling with excitement, and quickened her pace.

"Your Highness, be careful to stay hidden, or you might be discovered by the Prince's men," Tinglan couldn't help but step forward to remind her.

"What are you afraid of? Do you think the people of Donglongmen are so easy to deal with? The prince's men must be tied up right now. Even if they discover us, they may not have time to deal with us." Consort Jia had great trust in Donglongmen's prestige in the martial arts world.

Tinglan recalled her previous encounter with that person from Donglongmen, opened her mouth, but then decided against it.

The Empress has been depressed for so long, and it's rare for her to be happy like this. She should probably keep quiet.

If they are discovered, we can simply say that the Empress was worried about and missed the Prince, so she came in disguise.

Tinglan sighed inwardly: I hope the people from Donglongmen are really reliable.

"Young Master, the main character has arrived," a masked man in black, responsible for monitoring Consort Jia's whereabouts, reported.

The young man in the blue robe loosened his arms and said lazily, "Brothers, let's go, it's our turn to perform."

"Yes, young master!" The masked assassins in black responded in unison, rubbing their fists in anticipation.

Seeing their high fighting spirit, the young man in the blue robe frowned slightly and lazily reminded them, "Do you still remember what I told you?"

"I remember, young master." This time, the assassins' morale was clearly low, and the black masks on their faces successfully concealed their helplessness.

"Okay, let's go!" The young man in the green robe followed Chen Shiyu's example, raised his arm and shouted, and took the lead in jumping down from the tree branch and heading straight for the battlefield where they were about to rest.

Just as Chen Shiyu's men were about to run away, a group of men in black suddenly appeared, and each of them seemed to be highly skilled. Shang Xiye and Wuhen were both taken aback: Where did this group of people come from?

While the two were still wondering, the silver-armored soldiers below and some of the men in black had already started fighting.

However, the art style is a bit...

"Brother, give me a break?" A man in black whispered as his sword clashed with the blade of a silver-armored soldier.

The silver-armored soldier: "!"

He discovered that the other party hadn't used much force to parry his sword; it was merely creating the illusion that they were clashing weapons and engaging in a fierce battle of strength.

This scene played out with almost every black-clad man and silver-armored soldier in the confrontation.

The silver-armored soldiers collectively: "..."

Wuhen: "..."

What's going on?!

What kind of weirdos are these? Where did they come from?!

Upon seeing the young man in the blue robe, Shang Xiye felt a surge of anger. He still hadn't settled the score for this guy barging into his wife's room and watching her take a bath last time. Now he had finally met this guy again.

"Ghost Face!"

With a tug on the reins, Ghost Face, who had fought alongside him for many years and had a tacit understanding with him, immediately pinpointed the location of the new enemy.

The demon-faced creature lunged forward, its claws striking the back of the young man's head twice.

Shang Xiye's blazing sword followed closely behind, bringing him deadly advantage.

The young man in the green robe felt a sudden alarm bell ring in his heart. He spun around with all his might to dodge the attack, and when he saw that it was Shang Xiye who had personally ridden over to make the move, he was speechless for a long time.

This is fucking amazing...!

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? You're really serious? I already said I'd let you win!" The young man in the blue robe hurriedly tried to deal with the situation, while simultaneously sending a secret telepathic message to Shang Xiye.

"I'll let you have your way. Then you'd better stand still and I'll just gouge out your dog eyes, I won't take your dog's life," Shang Xiye replied with a cold snort.

"Holy crap, how can you act like this...? You're about to gouge someone out of their eyes and then claim you're letting them win. Do you even know what kind of person I am...? Hey!"