Seeing that Xiao Jianzi nodded slightly, they rushed forward with him.
Shang Xiye, Ji Fengyao, and Hei Xiao's pupils shrank almost simultaneously, and they whispered a warning to those around them: "Be careful, they are all cultivators!"
"All of them?" Ji Fengming was slightly surprised: "Isn't it said that the path of cultivation is the way to heaven, and it is more difficult than ascending to the heavens? When did cultivators become so worthless?"
Ji Chenhai said urgently, "What time is it? Stop talking nonsense! Let's fight and retreat, our people will meet us on the mountainside."
Upon hearing this, Shang Xiye glanced in the direction of Ji Chenhai:
The mountainside? Our people?
It seems he instructed Wu Zhong to arrange for people to be at the foot of the mountain.
Looking back at Wu Zhong, he was equally bewildered.
That's right, the people he arranged to meet him were at the foot of the mountain!
In an instant, a touch of emotion flashed in Shang Xiye's eyes, and he understood:
He had long known that the Ji family was no ordinary family, and that there must be a well-hidden force behind them, one that even he couldn't uncover. The Ji family's decision to come to the capital to accept the imperial pardon wasn't for fame or fortune, but simply to protect the young female bandit.
That force is the Ji family's escape route.
Now, in order to protect him, the Ji family has actually used their trump card; which means that they have decided to get involved in the murky waters of the imperial court and stand with him through thick and thin!
The masked man in black came on menacingly, and his movements were strange and ruthless.
Leng Jun and his men were the first to engage in combat with them.
Once they clashed, everyone realized that today's outcome was likely dire.
"Friends, no matter who we were loyal to before, if we don't join forces now, we may have no chance of survival. Let's all gather around the Ninth Prince and fight our way out together!" Leng Jun shouted through gritted teeth, his face covered in blood.
"Everyone, move closer to the Ninth Prince!"
"Fight your way out!"
Among the other factions, some also loudly echoed the sentiment.
Ji Fengming, being dragged along by Hei Xiao, ran down the mountain while shouting back at Leng Jun and the others who were chasing after them, "How can you people be so shameless? You wanted to kill us before, and now that you see we outnumber you, you're trying to take advantage of us!"
Chen Shiyu thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of being in control, like a cat toying with a mouse. He strolled along the back of the crowd and said leisurely, "Ignorant mortals, you probably don't understand who you're facing. You can't escape!"
Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye exchanged glances:
It seems that this Chen Shiyu is quite problematic.
"Find an opportunity to capture Chen Shiyu and take him away," Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye whispered to each other in unison, exchanging a knowing smile.
Then the two of them sent telepathic messages to Ji Chenhai, Ji Fengming, Hei Xiao, Wu Ying, Wu Hen, Wu Zhong, and Xi Que, respectively.
Shang Beiyu also raised his hand to brush a strand of hair from his forehead, and sneered contemptuously, "Utterly foolish. It seems this little pet is no longer suitable."
Immediately, he flicked his right index finger, and a black dot, imperceptible and invisible to others, disappeared into Chen Shiyu's body from behind his head.
Chen Shiyu felt a chill run down his spine and shivered.
Apart from that, he felt no discomfort.
Chen Shiyu thought it was just the cold wind in the high mountains and didn't pay much attention. He continued to smile and slowly followed behind the crowd, watching the masked man in black fight to the death with the people in front of him.
Xiao Jianzi knew that Shang Beiyu's target was Shang Xiye. He led two subordinates with the cultivation level of the third stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm, forming a triangle, like a human meat grinder, and went straight to kill Shang Xiye.
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