This moment could be a devastating blow to the young emperor.
After all, he was once high above others, but now he has nothing and is about to lose his life.
Besides, he's still just a child. How can he possibly handle all this?
"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! If it weren't for having a father like you, how could I have lost all of this!" Gu Liu saw Liu Ping's face, which was exactly like his own, and the evidence. Although he didn't admit it, he was completely convinced in his heart.
Liu Ping glanced at the young emperor, who was still struggling and kicking his legs as he was dragged away by the guards, and said in a kind and loving tone, "Silly child, how could you have come into this world without a father like me?"
"You should think of it this way: all those years you spent as a prince and emperor were gains. What you lost were simply things that never truly belonged to you."
Having experienced torture before, Liu Ping already knew he was going to die.
The reason he wisely revealed all this was simply because he wanted a quick and painless death.
Soon, the two were dragged away.
Fearing unforeseen circumstances, Gu Mu immediately left the court session and followed in a sedan chair.
On the execution ground, both Gu Liu and Liu Ping were shackled, their hands and necks bound, making them completely unable to move.
Even though he was prepared, Liu Ping was still afraid when he actually faced death.
But he knew... fear was useless. After the truth came out, he only had two options: death, or an even more painful death.
He should be relieved that he was able to choose the first option.
With one slash,
Liu Ping's head fell off his neck, hit the ground, and rolled once.
Blood flowed from the wound, staining the soil red.
All of Liu Ping's worries vanished just now.
Gu Liu screamed when he saw the scene.
But his voice stopped abruptly halfway through.
His head also slammed into the ground, rolling in the same direction as Liu Ping's head.
It happened to be a depression in the ground where the two heads collided.
The father and son had little interaction in life, but after their deaths, their heads were placed side by side, which is quite poignant.
Only after seeing the two men's heads fall to the ground did Gu Mu breathe a sigh of relief.
These two are completely dead and can no longer cause any trouble.
It's just unknown what methods the big fish in the capital will use to deal with him next.
He was actually quite looking forward to it.
On his way back to the Prince's mansion, Gu Mu finally remembered...
Lu Xiaoyao, who robbed him on the road and then casually locked him up in the Hidden City.
Fortunately, there was a sheepskin scroll in the hidden city who took care of Lu Xiaoyao and would bring her some food from time to time, keeping her from starving to death.
There are plenty of houses in Yincheng, so Lu Xiaoyao won't end up sleeping on the streets with nowhere to stay.
But to Gu Mu's surprise, even after keeping Lu Xiaoyao locked up in the capital for so long, her unreliable mentor didn't even think of coming to rescue her...
And at this moment...
A small town far from the capital.
The young man in the blue robe leisurely ordered a bowl of mutton noodles, which also included an egg, a pig's trotter, and a duck leg...
He slurped up a mouthful of noodles and thought how pleasant it was to be away from the money-devouring beast.
He was engrossed in enjoying his meal when suddenly, several more people sat down at the table next to the noodle shop.
They were all carrying knives, and their martial arts skills were clearly quite good.
As soon as they sat down, they began to discuss: "Our master told us to inquire about the whereabouts of Zhang Banxian, but wasn't Zhang Banxian taken back by Master Cheng...?"
"I heard they were taken back, but they haven't been released from the capital yet."
"The news has spread throughout the money shop. But for some reason, the money shop owner is even more calm and collected, even though the person was taken away from his shop."
"He was not only more composed, he was practically a man of composure. He kept saying that he was waiting, that he believed Zhang Banxian would come back. But he had been taken to the capital and no news had come back. I think it's unlikely that Zhang Banxian will come back alive from the capital."
The group chatted and ate, completely unaware of the unremarkable young man in a blue robe standing nearby.
At this moment, the young man in the blue robe was no longer wearing his signature blue clothes, but instead wearing a blue bamboo hat.
Because of his identity as a person dressed in blue, he had made too many enemies. Wearing it out would attract a lot of attention, and countless enemies would immediately come to hunt him down.
So it can't be used anymore.
He has taken on a new identity.
This time, he changed from light blue to dark blue.
She was dressed smartly with her waist cinched.
He replaced the blue bamboo hat on his face with a new high-end item he had acquired—a human skin mask.
A slightly rough-looking human skin mask with a beard was pasted on the face of the young man in the blue robe.
He walked among the crowd, deliberately hunching his back—being hunted for years, disguising his appearance had become an essential skill for young men in blue robes.
Even so, judging from his back view, he must be a very good-looking young man.
Occasionally, a girl, suppressing her shyness, would boldly approach the young man in the blue robe.
Then he sighed in disappointment: "She's just a pretty face from behind."
Therefore, with this unremarkable human skin mask, the young man in the blue robe did not attract much attention in the noodle shop.
He slurped up another mouthful of noodles.
When I heard the words "Zhang the Fortune Teller," I was suddenly stunned.
For a moment, I forgot to chew the noodles in my mouth.
A rare glimmer of something else appeared in his eyes.
He glanced inconspicuously at the people around the table.
Those men had taut muscles all over their bodies, clearly indicating that they had been practicing martial arts since childhood and were highly skilled.
Moreover, those people's actions were not crude at all; every move they made was in accordance with regulations.
The well-traveled young man in blue robes immediately recognized the identities of those people... they were from the palace.
The one in the palace sent people to look for Zhang Banxian... for what reason?
The young man in the blue robe stirred the bowl of noodles with his chopsticks, brushed aside the pig's trotters and duck legs, and slurped up another mouthful of noodles.
Pretend nothing is wrong and continue listening to their discussion.
Those guys were quite carefree. After all, they were new to the martial arts world and naturally had to inquire about Zhang Banxian everywhere they went.
Ordinary people, unlike the young men in blue robes, wouldn't be able to tell that they came from the palace.
They continued, "If you ask me, since Master Cheng has already sent Master Zhang back to the capital, why is he keeping us here?"
"It's strange, logically speaking, since our master has already achieved his goal, there's no point in keeping us here."
"Does this mean our mission is not yet complete?"
Upon hearing this, the young man in the blue robe's eyes suddenly turned sharp.
"The money shop owner... that important figure in the palace..." The young man in the blue robe silently murmured to himself, "No matter who it is... I will not let you hurt him."
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