At Zhu Shuang's command, several thousand soldiers behind him sprang into action. Their faces were full of ferocity as they charged directly at Mu Sheng.
Caught completely off guard by this sudden change, Mu Sheng's eyes widened in shock and disbelief, yet he could not speak for a moment. He had never imagined that Zhu Shuang would be so bold as to truly order an attack.
How could he be so outrageously audacious?
For a moment, Mu Sheng's heart pounded wildly, and sweat beaded on his forehead. If a battle truly broke out and there were casualties, it would be impossible to explain.
It was not only Mu Sheng. The several thousand Huizhou Guard soldiers escorting the prisoners behind him also panicked, not knowing what to do.
It was at this very moment, with violence about to erupt.
A cold shout came from behind them. "Stop at once, by this Marquis's order."
The voice carried unquestionable authority, like a thunderclap exploding beside everyone's ears.
Amid dense, urgent hoofbeats, Zhu Ying rode at the forefront, followed by a thousand personal guard cavalrymen.
They swept toward the scene like a black torrent. Their hooves kicked up clouds of dust, leaving a long trail of haze behind them.
"Hm?"
Zhu Shuang frowned deeply, displeasure flashing across his face as he looked ahead.
The soldiers under his command also halted at that cold shout. The weapons they had raised gradually lowered, and hesitation appeared on their faces.
The next moment!
Zhu Ying rode over to Mu Sheng's side, while the thousand personal guards quickly spread out and surrounded the area.
A terrifying killing intent radiated from the guards, sending chills down everyone's spine.
Each guard's gaze was as sharp as a blade as they stared fixedly at Zhu Shuang's soldiers, their eyes full of