[Not finished yet, brothers. The author is working hard. Two hours.]
On the official road in Great Feng's Eastern Border stood a lone tavern.
A yellow banner hung high overhead, bearing the four words "Walker Inn." It danced in the wind with a swishing sound.
Jin Xian, dressed in white, walked past calmly, showing no interest in the inn. He still had to travel and had no time to waste here.
But in an instant, as if he had sensed something, Jin Xian halted. He glanced at the inn, then turned and headed inside.
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"Imperial Father!"
He was merely a chess piece as well, but what exactly was this piece meant to do?
The Imperial Clan wanted You Province to fall. What did they want to achieve?
The Corpse Immortal Sect was stirring up trouble. Since they came from the Imperial Clan, they must have been ordered to disrupt You Province, conveniently conspiring with the Blood Lotus Sect to cause chaos.
Imperial Father had enfeoffed him as Prince of Qin only to send him to You Province to die. What use would his death serve?
What role did he himself play in all this?
"Ha ha!"
After pondering for a long time, Chu Xuanao shook his head and laughed.
At that moment, the confusion vanished from Chu Xuanao's eyes, replaced by sharpness and dominance. His edge was fully revealed as he looked at the bright moon overhead and said fiercely to himself.
"Imperial Clan, Imperial Father, I have been enfeoffed as king for less than two months. There is no hurry. This game has only just begun. While the mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole waits behind. Who is the mantis, and who is the oriole? That remains to be seen."
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