The Cloud Sword Pavilion Master was equally ambitious. He nodded, but his personality was more cautious: "But if we lose, then... our legend will be gone from the martial world."
"You should know that His Majesty of the Southern Kingdom is indeed capable of doing this."
For a moment, the three people in the room remained silent.
The assassin sat in the sedan chair.
Expressionless.
He was devoid of emotion to begin with.
For him, sitting in the imperial sedan chair was nothing more than carrying out his master's orders.
but……
Suddenly, a startled horse galloped rapidly toward the sedan chair in which the assassin was sitting.
In addition, a fluttering red cloth was tied to the back of the startled horse's rump, making it look like the startled horse's battle robe.
Behind the startled horse followed a large herd of cattle.
It seems the startled horse has stirred up trouble with the bulls.
It's easy to dodge a single horse, but it's not so easy to dodge when there are dozens of adult cattle following behind it, all acting like they've gone mad.
In a short time,
The road was in complete chaos.
The fishmonger on the street had his fish basin kicked away by Ma. The fish thrashed about, its tail slapping hard against the fishmonger's face before crashing to the ground.
The chicken coop that was originally for selling chickens on the street was kicked away and rolled on the ground a few times, causing the chickens inside to cluck in fright.
...
The crowds on the street, in particular, all pushed to the sides, creating complete chaos.
"Protect the Emperor! Protect the Emperor!"
The accompanying guards shouted loudly.
But in this situation, the more people there are, the more chaotic it becomes.
Moreover, nobody listens to them at all.
The frightened horse and herd of cattle were getting closer and closer to the suicide sedan chair.
At that very moment,
The assassins flew out of the sedan chair.
All they could see were the assassins dressed in dragon robes, their faces clearly those of the Southern Kingdom's Emperor.
After the assassin flew out, he sat on the frightened horse, tightened the reins, and soon the horse stopped.
The assassin cut the red cloth off the frightened horse's rump, lit it with a tinderbox, and stood it in front of him.
The heat from the fire kept the herd of cattle at bay for a moment.
Once the fire had burned out and the red cloth that had attracted them had disappeared, they finally returned to normal.
At this time,
The assassin flew upwards, his feet twitching a few times in mid-air before he flew back into the sedan chair.
The entire set of movements was fluid and seamless, coupled with the assassin's expressionless and calm gaze.
Most importantly, there's Gu Mu's devastatingly handsome face.
In an instant, it captured the hearts of countless young girls in northern Xinjiang.
Girls in the northern frontier are not as gentle and graceful as those in the south.
They tend to be more enthusiastic and outgoing.
So they looked intently at the carriage where the assassins were, and exclaimed excitedly, "This is my dream! I must marry this man!"
"Innocent!"
The old woman next to her tapped the girl on the head: "His Majesty is the supreme ruler, and you are just a peasant girl. Even if you are pretty, there are many pretty girls around His Majesty, why would he look at you?"
"I can make bitter melon stir-fried with eggs. Those girls may be pretty, but they've never lifted a finger in the kitchen. How could they possibly make bitter melon stir-fried with eggs? Perhaps His Majesty is used to delicacies and prefers simple meals like mine?"
The girl covered her head, her eyes sparkling as she watched the sedan chair depart.
"You're dreaming." The old woman didn't give the young girl any face at all: "His Majesty doesn't even look at you, yet he would look at your bitter melon stir-fried with eggs. If you're pretty, that's one of your advantages, but your cooking skills are not even comparable to the chefs in the capital. You still dream of being able to compare with the imperial chefs in the palace. I think you're just a country bumpkin who thinks His Majesty digs dirt with a golden hoe."
"Pah, pah, pah... Mom, don't jinx it. What if? Everyone needs dreams in life. What's the difference between a life without dreams and a salted fish?"
The girl muttered to herself, head down.
And in the blink of an eye, dozens of girls like these appeared in the capital city of the northern frontier.
If Gu Mu knew that so many girls secretly admired him...
He must be hiding far away.
After all, the romance in female-oriented novels isn't called romance, it's called a "debt of romance"!
...
The leader of the martial arts alliance looked towards the door and said, "They've arrived."
Sure enough, a servant was rushing over.
"Well, has it been verified? Is the person sitting in the sedan chair His Majesty himself?"
The leader of the martial arts alliance asked anxiously.
"It is indeed the Emperor!" the servant immediately exclaimed. "I used the startled horse to force His Majesty out of the sedan chair. His martial arts skills are truly superb, and he remained calm under pressure. Furthermore, I saw his face clearly, and it is indeed His Majesty of the Southern Kingdom without a doubt!"
"This is getting interesting." For some reason, the leader of the martial arts alliance still felt his heart pounding. He turned to ask, "Old Yun, you know, since His Majesty is sitting in the sedan chair and he did indeed go to the place we agreed on, why do I still feel uneasy?"
"I have a feeling that we've overlooked something," the Cloud Sword Pavilion Master said softly.
"You're all cunning and calculating, but your cleverness backfired, and you've overcomplicated things," the money shop owner said nonchalantly. "You think His Majesty doesn't need to kill people personally, but what if his purpose isn't to kill, but to seek peace with us?"
"Seeking peace?" The Cloud Sword Pavilion Master pondered these two words: "Alliance Leader, I have also thought of this. If we are to explain His Majesty's actions, it can only be that he seeks peace. The reason why I came in person is probably to show his sincerity. He thinks he can offer better treatment than the Hidden City Lord."
“But my only concern is this,” the Cloud Sword Pavilion Master frowned, “why is His Majesty of the Southern Kingdom showing weakness to us?”
His martial arts skills were unparalleled.
And they also hold the highest level of power.
It could even threaten the Lord of the Hidden City.
Such a person doesn't seem like someone who would bow down, so why would he beg for peace? But right now, the Southern King's actions are something they can't explain except for seeking peace.
This is also why the Pavilion Master of Cloud Sword Pavilion had thought of this but hadn't said it aloud.
"No, Lao Yun, I have a very uneasy feeling. His Majesty of the Southern Kingdom is definitely not seeking peace. I have a feeling that something big will happen today. His Majesty of the Southern Kingdom is not so easy to deal with. Last night, we sent out so many experts, and they all went down at his hands without returning. We must not let our guard down." The leader of the Jianghu Alliance clutched his chest and frowned as he spoke.
This was his intuition, gained from years of experience and cunning in the underworld.
Although he hadn't figured out exactly what was wrong with the matter, subconsciously, based on his past experience dealing with people, he had a premonition that something was amiss.
The leader of the martial arts alliance sighed and ordered, "Go check on Xiao Su's side. Make sure nothing goes wrong. I want to see what His Majesty of the Southern Kingdom is really up to this time!"
...
Gu Mu had already arrived at the residence of the leader of the martial arts alliance.
At this moment, more than a dozen martial arts masters have gathered at this mansion.
Even Xiao Su was among them.
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