After Ali finished his meal, Yan Sikong called him aside and told him his plan.

When Ali heard that Yan Sikong was going to send him away, he was shocked. He shook his head repeatedly and gestured anxiously, showing that he was unwilling to leave.

Yan Sikong advised: "Ali, it's too dangerous for you to follow me. I can't protect you."

Ali still shook his head vigorously: I want to serve the master, I am not afraid of death, and I will not go anywhere.

"Ali, you are not young anymore. I will prepare enough money for you to spend for the rest of your life. I will let Shejun find a good girl for you and you can start a family..."

Ali knelt on the ground, waving his hands wildly: Please don't chase me away, sir. I don't want to get married. I just want to serve you all my life.

Yan Sikong sighed secretly. He wanted to help Ali up, but Ali knelt down and refused to get up. He had no choice but to squat down, stare into Ali's eyes, and said softly: "Ali, you owe me a favor. You have gone through life and death for me all these years, and you have already repaid me. All good things must come to an end. You should live for yourself."

Ali held back tears and kowtowed repeatedly, making sobbing sounds from his mouth.

Yan Sikong hurriedly supported him, feeling sad. He knew that Ali was reluctant to leave him, not only because of the master-servant relationship, but also because he was a person who had difficulty integrating into the crowd and was afraid of change. Ali had found his place and his own usefulness by his side, and he was afraid that he would lose these once they were separated.

It was like a child who had never left his parents and was suddenly forced to travel far away from home. He saw Ali's panic and knew how much fear he had in his heart.

Yan Sikong had no choice but to change his words: "Ali, I'm running for my life now. You're so conspicuous, it's easy for me to be discovered if I take you with me."

Ali looked at Yan Sikong sadly.

"I'll let She Jun hide you first. Once I've settled you down, if you're still willing to follow me, I'll take you to my side. How about that?"

Ali's lips trembled, and his eyes were unusually bright and clear.

"Really? When the storm has passed and I am safe, I will let She Jun pick you up. Otherwise, if we continue like this, we will both be caught."

Ali was silent for a moment, then nodded with tears in his eyes.

Yan Sikong patted Ali's shoulder. He knew in his heart that this time, it might be a farewell forever.

——

After Yan Sikong and She Jun discussed it, the three of them left Pingliang at dawn.

A few days later, they finally walked out of Feng Ye's sphere of influence, and it was time for them to go their separate ways.

She Jun wanted to take Ali to a secret, secluded, and far enough away place to ensure that his strange appearance would not be heard by Feng Ye. At the same time, he also wanted to reveal Yan Sikong's whereabouts, as Chen Yi's army was not far away from them.

The two agreed that after settling Ali, She Jun would come back to find Yan Sikong, no matter where he was.

Ali knelt down and cried as he bid farewell to Yan Sikong. Yan Sikong watched them leave, feeling extremely sad. He couldn't help but want to push away all those who were kind to him, fearing that they would be a burden to others and that he would not be able to repay them. For someone like him, being alone was actually a sign of kindness.

On the way, Yan Sikong found out that Chen Yi's army had already reached Huai'an, only three or four hundred miles away from Qingyang. The cities nearby still belonged to the imperial court, and Feng's army did not dare to cross the border, but Chen Yi could travel freely.

So, with She Jun deliberately revealing his whereabouts and Yan Sikong deliberately exposing his identity, he met the Chu army that came to capture him in an unknown village between Qingyang and Huaian.

He tried to escape, but was eventually captured and tied up and sent to Huai'an.

He would soon meet Chen Yu and Shen Hexuan, the student whom he had brought up but who turned against him, and the enemy whom he had repeatedly let go due to his mercy. It was his own fault that he allowed these two people the opportunity to frame him, but he would not just give up like this.

——

After arriving at Huai'an, Yan Sikong was immediately taken to the mansion where Chen Yi was temporarily staying. Chen Yi did not come to greet him from afar as before. He walked through the long corridor, stepped through the snow-covered courtyard, and finally arrived in front of the main house.

When he stepped over the door, he saw a handsome young man with extraordinary bearing, dignity and dignified sitting on the main seat. His deep eyes and brows were filled with a calmness and sternness that transcended his age.

The moment he saw Yan Sikong, Chen Yi unconsciously tightened the armrests of the chair. Flames seemed to light up in his eyes, but he still resisted the urge to get up.

The guard knelt on one knee and saluted him, calling him "King of Chu" in a loud voice.

Chen Yu was furious: "You idiots, who told you to tie up the master? Why don't you loosen him up!"

The guards quickly untied the ropes on Yan Sikong. Yan Sikong said nothing and stared at Chen Yi coldly.

Chen Yu waved his hand and said, "Everyone go down."

Everyone retreated until there were only two people left in the room. Chen Yu then stood up, took a few steps in front of Yan Sikong, and shouted excitedly: "Sir..."

Yan Sikong slapped Chen Yi hard on the face.

Chen Yu was caught off guard by the beating, and his expression was full of surprise, anger, sadness, and finally, helplessness. He used the tip of his tongue to touch his cheek, which was burning from the beating, and said calmly, "Now, only the master dares to do this to me."

Yan Sikong said coldly: "Do you still remember that I am your 'sir'? I'm afraid you have long forgotten who you are."

"You will be my 'sir' for the rest of my life, and I will never forget who I am." The youthful look on Chen Yi's face was no longer to be found. Now, he is just the "King of Chu". He twitched his lips and said, "I am the eldest prince of Dasheng, the crown prince, and the future emperor."

"You can be your prince, crown prince, or emperor, but don't forget that I was the one who planned for you to be where you are today, but you turned evil into evil and framed me. Now you've captured me, do you think you haven't harmed me enough?"

Chen Yu sighed softly, looking ashamed: "Sir, I'm sorry."

"Stop talking nonsense and let me go, or kill me."

"Sir." Chen Yu's chest rose and fell vigorously. "I was so happy to see you again that I didn't sleep all night. In the past year or so since we last met, I have been thinking about you all the time... I know you blame me, and I know I am sorry for you, but... but that was all Mr. Shen's plan. When I found out, it was too late for me to stop it."

Yan Sikong narrowed his eyes: "Do you think I will believe these nonsense?"

"It's true. Although I want you to be with me, I can't bear to harm you." Chen Yu shook his head. "Besides, if Feng Ye believes you, how can we succeed?"

These words stung Yan Sikong's heart and he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to hear any more of this. Whether it's Feng Ye or you, I don't want to look at them again. I would rather die and live in seclusion, and never get involved in these troubles again."

"Sir..." Chen Yu said sadly, "I didn't mean to harm you. If you can't get rid of your anger, you can beat me and scold me. But I've been looking forward to you coming to me day and night. I, I will never let you go."

"Why should I stay?" Yan Sikong took two steps back, turned around and wanted to run.

Chen Yi hugged Yan Sikong into his arms. He wanted to do this from the moment he saw Yan Sikong, so he hugged her extra tightly, as if he wanted to merge Yan Sikong into his body so that no one could separate them.

Yan Sikong lifted his chin with his hand, and pushed him away from himself while striking his chest with his palm.

Chen Yi was greatly surprised and stretched out his hand to block. The two exchanged three moves in close combat. Although Chen Yi completely suppressed Yan Sikong's moves, he was still taken advantage of by Yan Sikong to slap him because he was too surprised.

Chen Yu took a few steps back, steadied himself, and his face darkened. "Back when you saved me from being killed, I suspected that you knew Kung Fu. Now that I know your true identity, I no longer hide it. But I wonder if there is anything else you know that I don't know?"

Yan Sikong said coldly: "Why should I tell you?"

Chen Yu said sadly, "Sir, you entered the court to serve as an official for revenge. After years of painstaking planning, you finally defeated the enemy who wrongfully killed my adoptive father. This kind of friendship, wisdom, and perseverance make me admire you even more. Sir, you are the person I respect and love the most in my life. What do you want to do to forgive me?"

Yan Sikong said coldly: "How did you know my background? Did Yuan Shaoxu tell me?"

"No." Chen Yi shook his head. "General Zhao Fuyi wrote to Mr. Shen earlier."

"General..." Yan Sikong looked gloomy. He had always been in awe of Zhao Fuyi, and even felt grateful to Zhao Fuyi for his bravery in the Yuanmao incident. But Zhao Fuyi could not tolerate him after he knew that he betrayed the court and helped Feng Ye to rebel. He did not blame Zhao Fuyi, but everyone had their own aspirations.

"After Mr. Shen learned about your background, he immediately sent people to Guangning to investigate, and learned that Yuan Shaoxu was also under Feng Ye's command. In fact, we had heard from our spies that you and Yuan Shaoxu were not on good terms, but we had never known that you two had such a relationship. So, Mr. Shen secretly communicated with Yuan Shaoxu, and it was Yuan Shaoxu who told him about the dagger, and he spent a lot of money to have someone find it back."

Yan Sikong said coldly, "So you teamed up with that gangster and set a trap to alienate Feng Ye and me."

Chen Yi seemed to feel guilty and said, "Even though I knew it, I couldn't bear to put Mr. Shen in danger. By the time I found out what Mr. Shen had done, it was already too late..."

Yan Sikong smiled coldly.

"Now that things have come to this, you blame me and I accept it, but didn't you also take this opportunity to see Feng Ye for who he really is?" Chen Yu suddenly said excitedly, "You and him grew up together, and you promised each other that you were together when you were young. Now you serve him at his service and plot against him. After all these years of friendship, he fell for such a plot to separate you. What else is there for you to miss about such a heartless person?!"

Yan Sikong's figure swayed, his pupils covered with a layer of gray, and he laughed mockingly: "What you said is not without reason."

"Feng Ye took the daughter of Nada Khan as his concubine, and then married the daughter of King Yong. Where does he put you? Do you think I don't know that you two are already in a state of disharmony?"

Yan Sikong said indifferently: "You are wrong, we are not just in appearance but in spirit. We are 'separated' from the inside out."

Chen Yu's expression was filled with unconcealed heartache. He slowly walked towards Yan Sikong again, "I treat you like a treasure, but Feng Ye treated you badly. Do you know how much pain, hatred, and unwillingness I feel thousands of miles away? If you stay with me, I will trust you completely, respect you, and love you. When I ascend the throne in the future, I will make you second only to me and above all others." He took the opportunity to grab Yan Sikong's hand, his eyes sincere, "Whatever you want, I'm willing to give it to you!"

Yan Sikong sneered in his heart. It was true that Feng Ye was heartless and ungrateful, but how could he dare to talk about respect and love with a person who set up a trap to frame him and plotted against him?

But he did not show his contempt on his face, he just shook off Chen Yu's hand coldly: "Since you won't let me go, then let me see Shen Hexuan, he won't want me to stay."

Chen Yu hesitated for a moment: "Well, even if I don't want you to see him, he will come to you. However, although Mr. Shen was once my teacher, he is different from you. He can't control me. I am also very angry that he framed you, but I still need his help."

Yan Sikong glanced at Chen Yu: "You haven't forgotten that Shen Hexuan is a rare genius who has won three first prizes in the imperial examinations. Do you think he can't control you? Maybe you have already been played around by him."

Chen Yu pursed his lips and said, "I need you more because of this concern." He grabbed Yan Sikong's hand again, "Sir, Yu'er only trusts you."

Yan Sikong also shook off his hand again and said coldly: "Take me to see him."

——

Midnight, in a large courtyard.

In a stately house, a silent man sat on an armchair, motionless like a sculpture. The room was dark and there was no lamp.

Suddenly, the door was knocked open, and a guard walked in, kneeling down to salute neatly. His legs were shaking slightly, and his pupils were flickering. I'm afraid it wasn't because of the cold weather, but... fear.

"I have come to see the Wolf King and have received news about Lord Yan."

In the darkness, Feng Ye secretly clenched his fists, his heart suddenly tightened: "Speak."

"Lord Yan... was abducted by the King of Chu."

The room fell into an eerie silence.

Suddenly, Feng Ye slapped the tea table at hand. With a loud bang, the precious and thick wooden table was split into two halves by the powerful internal force!

The guards were so frightened that they kowtowed repeatedly: "I am incompetent, please forgive me, Wolf King! Please forgive me, Wolf King!"

"Get out." Feng Ye made a hoarse sound from his throat.

The guard ran away trembling.

In the darkness, a dangerous green light flashed in Feng Ye's eyes, and the muscles on his face twitched, full of cruelty.

Yan Sikong was taken away by Chen Yi, and he was with Chen Yi.

With She Zhun's ability, he was able to evade his pursuit for half a month. There was no reason why he could not escape Chen Yi's search for a few days. The only possibility was that Yan Sikong went to find Chen Yi voluntarily.

His people escaped from him and went to find Chen and Wu.

Feng Ye felt that the pain in his heart was beyond his bearing. The wolf king, who had never bowed his head in his life, now had to bend down to barely relieve the fear that seemed to be about to kill himself, and breathe with difficulty.

"Yan Sikong..." Feng Ye turned the name over and over between his lips and teeth, as if he wanted to chew it into pieces and swallow it into his stomach before he could trap it firmly by his side.

In the dark void, Feng Ye used eyes filled with hatred and pain to depict the appearance of the person he had been thinking about day and night, and then tore him apart ruthlessly.

That bloody heart, as if it had been stabbed countless times, now had only one wish left, which was to cut Chen Yi into pieces and grind his bones into ashes.

Chen Yi, Jiang Shan, or Yan Sikong, they are all mine. I want you to watch them fall into my hands!

Another volume has ended~ A new volume will be opened tomorrow. The following plots are more exciting than the previous ones. Can you handle it~~

Volume 9: Fighting for the Central Plains (Part 2)