Chapter 103 His Majesty the Vermilion Bird (19)
The changes happened so fast that almost no one could react in time.
They guessed that the two men were assassins, and that something bad was going to happen to someone today.
But they thought the unlucky one was the young emperor, since the female assassin's eyes were being sent to Gu Yanjing's face like they were free.
As expected, a woman's heart is unfathomable. When the two rushed to Gu Yanjing's desk, they turned their swords and stabbed Murong Hua in an instant.
The sword energy surged, piercing through Murong Hua's brow; one more step and it would shatter Murong Hua's spiritual consciousness.
However, Murong Yu's movements were extremely fast. After all, he was the male protagonist, so his strength was definitely top-notch. He killed the female assassin with a single palm strike, while the male assassin grabbed his junior sister's sword.
It was so close.
However, it was too late.
Murong Hua had already realized what was happening, and with her spiritual energy protecting her, she was about to be able to protect herself.
Gu Yanjing, however, remained seated and casually tossed aside the wine glass in his hand.
In an instant, the spiritual energy that Murong Hua had just gathered dissipated as if it had encountered something.
The male assassin's sword finally pierced the Tianming Sect Master's spiritual core, shattering it to pieces, even if it meant Murong Yu piercing his heart with a single strike.
Before Murong Hua died, she looked at the assassin, and she also looked at her son, but she stared intently at Gu Yanjing.
Gu Yanjing gave him a slight smile, which had a touch of the gentlemanly air about him.
The two assassins died, lying on the ground, their bodies turning into a cloud of black mist the instant they breathed their last, and dissipating in a matter of minutes.
He is an assassin from the demon race.
Murong Yu stepped forward and embraced Murong Hua's body, the burly man weeping, "Father, Father, wake up."
The banquet hall erupted into chaos, with people noisily crowding around Murong Yu and his son, leaving them no room to move.
Murong Yu looked up and met Gu Yanjing's gaze.
Gu Yanjing stood up, dressed in a gorgeous and noble red robe.
These are some of the few people who haven't panicked yet.
However, this is not how a puppet emperor who cannot cultivate should behave.
"Let's go." Gu Yanjing yawned after watching the show and led the three of them away.
Murong Yu called out to the man, "Your Majesty, please wait."
He had a gut feeling that Gu Yanjing was involved in his father's death.
However, he couldn't figure out what methods Gu Yanjing had used.
"Is something the matter?" Gu Yan stopped in surprise.
Murong Yu questioned, "Why does Your Majesty show no sign of sadness?"
Gu Yan raised an eyebrow in surprise: "This is your father, not my father. Why should I be sad?"
Murong Yu: "My Tianming Sect is the state religion of Tianhuang Continent. My father was appointed as the national preceptor by His Majesty. Even if he is not His Majesty's father, he is still His Majesty's subject."
Gu Yan was surprised: "So what? I, the Emperor, will never grieve for a subject."
After saying that, he turned to leave again.
He's just trash, why would I want to hurt him?
All he wants to do right now is laugh.
Murong Yu: "Then may I ask Your Majesty, why did Your Majesty throw a wine cup at my father just now?"
Gu Yan was surprised: "I originally meant well, wanting to stop the assassin for the sect leader, but I didn't expect it to backfire." I'm really sorry.
Murong Yu asked unwillingly, "Is this matter really unrelated to His Majesty?"
Gu Yan tilted his head in surprise, then smiled and said, "Everyone knows that I cannot cultivate and have no spiritual energy. What, does the young sect leader suspect that I killed the sect leader? Don't be ridiculous. I am just an ordinary person who can't even kill a chicken. The young sect leader is probably overestimating me."
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