An Old Man in Green sat quietly by a small stream.
His Spiritual Sense had already detected the failure of the first wave of assassins.
The auras of the second wave of assassins—his two disciples, two Sword Masters—had vanished as well.
Sure enough, someone stood behind the other side.
The Old Man in Green's lips curled faintly. Everything was under his control.
His spiritual awareness had already located the person hiding in the shadows.
The Old Man in Green picked up a cup of tea and took a light sip.
After cultivating the Dao for so many years, all he sought was the single word: "steady."
Still too young.
Within the bushes, a figure silently approached from behind.
The Old Man in Green noticed nothing and continued muttering to himself.
What the hell are you babbling about? Take this!
"..."
The group from Shu Mountain had just suffered an encirclement by several ferocious beasts and was now resting where they stood.
Ling Xuanxiao sat at the edge, muttering inwardly.
Impersonating people from Great Sui to assassinate Zhao Lu?
What were they trying to do?
I seem to smell the stench of a conspiracy.
Let's sort out the chain of events.
First came the Old Emperor's absurd maneuver—arranging an engagement, then breaking it off, demanding that Zhao Lu return to the imperial palace to attend this Monster Extermination Assembly. And now, another group of mysterious people was pretending to be a force from Great Sui to assassinate Zhao Lu.
Ling Xuanxiao could not help knitting his brows tightly.
This was clearly a deliberate attempt to provoke a war between Great Sui and Great Xia.
The Great Sui prince suffered the humiliation of having his engagement broken off, then sent people to retaliate. Perfectly reasonable.
The Great Xia Emperor avenged his beloved