“That’s right, I met a young master at the Prince’s mansion…” Zhang Zitong described the situation, her face unconsciously getting a little hot.
“There are quite a few distinguished guests attending the banquet at the Prince’s Mansion tonight, but the only one who matches your description so young and handsome is probably Lord Zu of the Crown Prince,” Xiao Jianren analyzed.
Zhang Zitong blushed. I don't think I used any words like "young and handsome" just now. Did I make it that obvious?
"Lord Zu? Why would he save me?" As a silver-ranked embroidered-clothes officer, he naturally knew Zu An, who had brought the Imperial Guards to Yi County on an imperial mission, but he hadn't recognized him before. "I suppose it's because of us..." Xiao Jianren had originally puffed out his chest proudly, but realizing that the Eleventh Lord was still there, he immediately changed his words, "It's because of our Eleventh Lord's reputation. We went to Yunzhong County together to handle a case and cooperated for a while. I suppose he's thinking of our past relationship."
"I see." Zhang Zitong was still a little confused. She wasn't wearing a uniform, so how did Lord Zu know that she was an Embroidered-Robed Envoy?
However, this doubt was quickly dispelled by joy, after all, they finally learned the identity of their savior.
"Did you find anything on your trip?" Zu An asked.
“That Mr. Huo is indeed very skilled in mental attacks. The pattern on his forehead forms something like a vertical eye, which is usually closed, but when it opens, it has immense power. Anyone who makes eye contact with it will fall into a dream from which they cannot escape. I suspect that the Seventh Master was affected by his illusion and then fell into a coma and drowned,” Zhang Zitong said in a deep voice.
Zuan frowned, pondered for a moment, and then shook his head: "Even you managed to escape from him, I don't think the seventh-ranked gold medalist will fall for his illusion magic."
Zhang Zitong's cultivation level is not weak, otherwise she would not have been able to become a silver medalist at such a young age. However, she is only a silver medalist, and there is still a considerable gap between her and the seventh-ranked gold medalist.
Zhang Zitong hurriedly explained, "Of course, I couldn't do it on my own. I made preparations before I went in to investigate. I applied for a magic artifact that could protect against mental attacks in the embroidery building. In addition, I also obtained a similar treasure by chance in my early years, which helped me regain my senses at the critical moment and successfully escape."
"Even so, the magical artifact in the building shattered almost instantly when the opponent attacked, and my protective magic item also developed cracks. If it happened again, I probably wouldn't be able to escape."
"Oh?" Zu'an asked, "Then what level do you think his cultivation has reached?"
Although we've met before, it's difficult to make a clear judgment unless we actually fight.
"That pressure was at least at the Grandmaster level," Zhang Zitong said decisively, still feeling lingering fear as she recalled the pressure she had just experienced.
Zuan nodded secretly. The Embroidered-Robed Envoy might not have high cultivation, but his eyesight must be sharp.
The group discussed for a while the information about Mr. Huo was much more detailed than the previous description.
However, no further details were available. Seeing the troubled expressions on their faces, Zu An said, "You don't need to worry about Mr. Huo's matter. Leave it to me to investigate."
He worried that these people might do something reckless again, and next time he wouldn't be so lucky to be able to save them.
The group breathed a sigh of relief, as a master-level wizard was far too powerful for them to match.
At this moment, Xiao Jianren suddenly slapped his forehead: "That's right, boss, we've made some progress on the women that the seven great men had contact with before their deaths, which you asked us to investigate last time."
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