"Everyone be careful, don't trust anyone other than our own people. The Ninth Prince is most likely up there. We'll go up and kill him when we get the chance!"
Ji Fengming grabbed Chen Xiaoyi, who was in a hurry to go to the toilet, and loudly reminded him, seemingly out of kindness, "Yes, Ninth Prince is too cunning. Who knows how many people around here are his men? Everyone must be careful!"
Chen Xiaoyi: "!!!"
Don't pull me, I have to go to the bathroom!
At this moment, the men Zhuo Cong had ambushed below had rushed to the edge of the crowd. They only knew that the Ninth Prince was wearing dark blue clothes, but they didn't know which one it was.
Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free.
They'll just chop down anyone wearing navy blue clothes!
Zhuo Cong was also captivated by Xi Que's beauty and gentleness. When he suddenly "discovered" the whereabouts of the Ninth Prince, he was extremely excited.
He seemed to have already seen the Ninth Prince being killed, and he had performed a great service;
With the Crown Prince's gracious permission to marry, he celebrated his marriage in grand style and with great fanfare with his beautiful, generous, gentle, and understanding bride, Xique.
But he overlooked the fact that assassins and江湖人士 (jianghu figures) usually wear blue or gray clothes when they go out, and almost every group of people present today had someone wearing dark blue clothes.
In this way, the people he had ambushed could deal with everyone!
By the time Zhuo Cong realized the problem, the area below was already in complete chaos, with swords flashing and people fighting back and forth – it was utterly chaotic.
Chen Xiaoyi was absolutely furious!
He...he...he...he's about to lose it!
What made him even more devastated was that he managed to run away a little distance amidst the chaos, only to be "kindly" pulled back by Ji Fengming. After running a few steps, he was dragged back by Hei Xiao, Jiao Da, Dao Ba, and others in turn.
When everyone dragged him back, they all kindly warned him, "Be careful, Young Master Chen."
Chen Xiao was on the verge of tears:
Watch out, you son of a bitch!
I fucking can't hold it in anymore!
Seeing that his men were fighting back and forth but couldn't hit the main target, Zhuo Cong couldn't hold back any longer. He turned to Xi Que, who was watching the show with great interest, and said, "Miss Xi Que, you should stay here and not run around. I'll take some men down to kill the Ninth Prince and then bring your young lady back up, so that things don't get complicated."
"Okay, go ahead," Xi Que waved to Zhuo Cong with a grin, gently reminding him, "Brother Zhuo, be careful."
Zhuo Cong and the others then realized that Xi Que had loosened the ropes binding her at some point, and a strange feeling swept through their hearts.
However, Zhuo Cong didn't think much of it.
Since the fighting has already broken out below and the Ninth Prince's position has been exposed, there's no point in pretending to tie up the Sparrow anymore.
Zhuo Cong, accompanied by two sworn brothers and seven or eight highly skilled henchmen, leaped down from the cliff.
Only when they jumped did they realize that their internal energy was insufficient!
"ah--!"
Two of the weaker henchmen, whose martial arts skills were slightly weaker, kicked off the stone wall, only to find that their internal energy was not enough to fly up, and they screamed in pain on the spot.
Like a kite with broken wings, it plummeted straight to the bottom of the cliff.
"Bang! Bang!"
With two muffled thuds, the two men fell to their deaths.
The people fighting nearby were bewildered: "???"
What are the Ninth Prince's men up to? Is the old man hanging himself? Is he tired of living?
Looking up again, I was immediately dumbfounded.
Damn, there's more!
Of the eight underlings, six of them failed to "fly" off the stone wall due to insufficient internal energy and instead fell to their deaths.
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