Then the guards patrolling the palace saw a figure in a black robe flying into the air, then falling down, then flying into the air again, and falling down again.
Once, in order to take a shortcut, the black figure actually fell directly into the patrolling team of the Royal Guards. Everyone quickly made way, and the black figure ended up falling to the ground.
When everyone saw that this person was actually King Cheng, no one dared to stop him. After all, the emperor only ordered him to be caned, not to restrict his personal freedom.
But His Royal Highness Prince Cheng was truly miserable. No one knew who had provoked him, but his entire body exuded a tragic and heroic feeling.
And look at the ground...tsk tsk tsk! There's a large bloodstain where he fell. He must be in a lot of pain, right?
The guards watched His Royal Highness King Cheng go away with a kind heart. Every time he fell to the ground from the sky, the guards' hearts would tremble.
Sigh... I don't understand these princes. They have such a good life, but they choose to torture themselves. Really... Is there any way?!
He had thought Qian Yeming would stop him. He had even decided that if Qian Yeming tried to stop him, he would leave the palace even if it meant his death. Now he had no power, no money, no palace, and even the throne had been suddenly taken away by someone else. If he had lost his freedom, what was the point of living in this world?
Fortunately, Qian Yeming was sensible and did not confine him.
Qian Yechen stumbled all the way, with horrible injuries all over his body, and finally arrived at the door of Anye's house, which was definitely not very eye-catching in the capital.
This house is no different from all the other houses. The only difference is that after entering, there are killers who specialize in taking jobs, and their business is booming.
When I arrived at the door, I was surprised to see a crowd of people gathered outside. This was because it was the time for the dark night jobs. Those who wanted to hire someone to kill someone could only come at this time of day.
Everyone looked at Qian Yechen, who was surrounded by murderous aura, and automatically chose to move aside. Most of those who came to hire a killer were shady people, and most of them were servants sent by their masters. Qian Yechen was obviously the kind of person who was a master. With the mentality of being enslaved for a long time, everyone wisely chose to avoid his sharp edge.
"Jifeng, get out here! Open the door! I want to see Jifeng!"
The gate in the dark night seemed inconspicuous, yet it was incredibly thick. In a rage, Qian Yechen kicked the door, but the shock of his body instantly caused him to feel a surge of heat from behind his buttocks. Then, a sharp pain hit him.
This kick actually tore the sticky wound apart again.
Fortunately, Qian Yechen's voice was loud enough for the people inside to hear it.
The person who opened the door was an old man. He was the shopkeeper of An Ye in the capital. On weekdays, he was the one who took on the jobs and then passed them on to An Ye's killers.
"So it's His Royal Highness Prince Cheng! I wonder what important matter has brought His Royal Highness Prince Cheng to my humble abode?"
"Find Ji Feng for me. I'm going to settle accounts with him! If I don't see him today, you'll all be wiped out!"
Despite Qian Yechen's fury, the old man wasn't intimidated. He chuckled and said, "Your Highness, Prince Cheng, there's no need to scare an old man like me. If Chief Jifeng wasn't here, even if you burned this courtyard down, I'd just watch and at most go to the palace to ask the Emperor for justice."
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