Zuan then got a clear look at the newcomer: an old man with white hair, sharp eyebrows, and a tall, upright figure. He exuded an air of untamed spirit, and one could imagine how many women must have liked him when he was young.
"Hey, this old man looks a bit like Hibi-kun," Zuan said with some curiosity.
At this moment, the Crown Princess's words answered his doubts: "Thank you for your help, Grand Marshal."
Zu An immediately realized that he was Shi Kun's father, one of the Eight Dukes of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Grand Marshal Shi Miao, a top master of the Grandmaster level.
This father and son are really something else; their names are all radicals for "sun" or "grass." The whole family are lecherous thieves.
However, since Hibi-nii just indirectly died at the hands of the Crown Princess, doesn't Shi Miao feel uncomfortable about going to save her?
Shi Miao was not only disgusted, but also so depressed that she felt like vomiting blood.
He had heard earlier that his beloved son had had an accident, so he rushed to the palace to check on the situation. However, halfway there, he received new news that Shi Kun had died from his serious injuries, bleeding profusely.
He questioned the people at the Imperial Hospital in detail and learned that his son was playing with a knife behind the door when the Crown Princess suddenly burst open the door and stabbed him in a vital spot.
He was truly furious and anxious. If it were anyone else, he would have killed them with a single blow to avenge his son, but since the other party was the Crown Princess, he really had no way to get revenge.
However, given his high status and the fact that the Shi family was a first-rate clan, he naturally did not want to swallow his anger. So, he stormed towards the East Palace, seeking justice from the Crown Princess, demanding at least that Zu An, the one who had competed with his son, be handed over.
But when they rushed over, they found that assassins were attacking the Eastern Palace.
He instinctively reached out to stop them, but immediately regretted it. Why was my hand so clumsy? Wouldn't it have been better to wait until these assassins killed the Crown Princess to avenge my son? Now I had no choice but to save the murderer who killed my son. The pain in my heart made me want to vomit blood.
"Your Highness, you flatter me. This is what I should do," Shi Miao said expressionlessly, then looked up at the woman standing on the willow branch. "All the grandmasters in the world are well-known figures. Who are you, sir, daring to openly assassinate the Crown Prince? Do you know that this is a crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of your family?"
He appeared calm on the surface, but his mind was in turmoil. In that brief exchange, he had actually been at a disadvantage. This person's cultivation was actually above his own, and she was a woman. Who was she?
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