A Yu's Younger Brother / Your Highness, Crown Prince, How About Becoming a Demon Too?

As he spoke, the Scribe took a badge out of his pocket.

It is the emblem of Tsukishiki Pharmaceuticals.

The man's eyes widened immediately after he saw the badge.

"You, you're from Tsukishiki Pharmaceuticals?!"

Pointing at the Scribe, the man's mind raced as he pondered the identity of the man before him.

In the end, he thought of only one possibility.

The person in front of me is the protagonist of the recent sensational news, the Scribe.

"Didn't Ayu want to see me? Well, here I am."

Chapter 533 Ayu's Brother

"Crown Prince Ayu wants to see you?"

The man's body jolted as he thought of Zhuang Mu and his gang, who had been sent out earlier.

If things had gone smoothly, they should have already captured the Scribe and brought him back.

But now, Zhuang Mu and his men were nowhere to be seen; instead, Scribe appeared before him.

"Could it be that...!"

A bead of cold sweat slid down his forehead, the man's pupils contracted slightly, and he swallowed hard.

"What did you do to Zhuang Mu and the others?!"

The Scribe did not answer directly, but instead asked a question in return.

Are you very familiar with them?

"Them..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man suddenly realized that his relationship with Zhuang Mu wasn't actually that good.

As fellow subordinates of Ah Yu, I was assigned to guard the gate, while Ah Yu was enjoying a life of luxury with his men.

The reason he yelled at the Scribe was simply because he was afraid of him and wanted to embolden himself in this way.

"I sent them to a really nice place, where there is no aging or disease. Would you like to go there too?"

As soon as the Scribe finished speaking, the man felt an inexplicable pressure emanating from him.

It felt as if a pair of invisible hands had penetrated his chest and were squeezing his heart.

His breathing seemed to stop; the man's lips trembled incessantly, but he couldn't utter a single word.

The other guards also felt this pressure, and under their intimidation, none of them dared to step forward and say anything.

Since you're not saying anything, I'll assume for now that you don't want to go.

The Scribe placed his hand on the man's shoulder, brought his head close to his ear, and spoke.

"Next, I'll ask a question, and you'll answer. Do you understand?"

Amidst the clashing of his upper and lower teeth, a barely audible "hmm" was squeezed out.

"Is Ayu inside?"

"He's not inside; he's gone out."

"When did you leave?"

"Yesterday afternoon."

"Where did you go? When will you be back?"

"No, we don't know. We're just gatekeepers."

Knowing nothing about the situation, the Scribe shifted his gaze slightly to the other guards.

Only after seeing the same blank expressions on the faces of the guards did he withdraw his aura.

"Knock knock knock knock".

In an instant, all the guards collapsed to the ground as if exhausted, panting heavily.

Everyone looked like they had just been pulled out of the water; their clothes were soaked.

"If he comes back, tell Ayu that the Scribe will come looking for him again."

The guards didn't speak, but the Scribe knew they would never forget those words.

Turning around and walking back, Scribe pondered where Ayu would go.

"Back to the palace? No, if they liked living there, they wouldn't have moved out in the first place."

Unbeknownst to them, the Scribe had already left A-Yu's residence and arrived on a bustling street.

Looking at the bustling crowd around him, he felt a little more relaxed.

But after taking only a couple of steps, Scribe frowned, sensing something.

Someone is following me!

"It shouldn't be A-Yu's men; they wouldn't react that quickly."

As he pondered the various possibilities, he gradually veered away from the crowd and headed towards a secluded corner.

A pair of eyes in the crowd watched the Scribe move and hurriedly followed.

Passing through the crowded streets and noisy shops, the Scribe's figure disappeared around a corner.

As the target disappeared from his sight, the stalker couldn't help but feel anxious.

He quickened his pace, wanting to catch up with Scribe.

Just as he turned the corner, a fist appeared in his field of vision.

"Bang!"

Before he could react, the stalker was hit directly in the face.

A strong wave of dizziness washed over him, rendering his brain incapable of any effective thought.

His throat tightened, and then his body was lifted high and slammed against the wall.

After a while, his vision gradually cleared.

Looking at the indifferent man in front of him, the stalker knew that his actions had been noticed from the very beginning.

"Who sent you?"

Looking at the tall, thin man in front of him, the Scribe tightened his grip slightly.

"I am His Prince Axuan's man. He sent me."

"Axuan?"

"He is the younger brother of Crown Prince Ayu, born of the same mother."

"What do you want with me?"

"His Highness instructed that if you appear in front of the Crown Prince's residence, you must be invited to his home as a guest."

With a loosening of his grip, the Scribe let the man's body slam to the ground.

"Lead the way."

Coughing twice, the man disregarded his physical pain and stood up to speak.

"This way, please. His Prince Axuan has been waiting for you."

As he spoke, he began to lead the way.

As the Scribe followed the man on his journey, he pondered why Axuan had sought him out.

As Ayu's younger brother from the same mother, I know him to some extent.

Of all the Emperor's sons, apart from Crown Prince Ayu, the most powerful was Axuan.

Unlike most of his brothers, Axuan's vision extends beyond China to other countries and the world.

Even in his youth, the gifted young man dropped out of school to go into business, and later became one of the first merchants to import foreign goods.

Why would someone as shrewd as him invite me at this time?

He wanted to kill him before his own brother could, thus adding to his own achievements.

Or perhaps, there are other motives.

"Arrive."

At this moment, the man walking in front stopped and pointed to the mansion in front of him.

"This is His Prince Axuan's residence."

Unlike most noble residences, Axuan's residence, while luxurious, has a strong overseas style.

Even the guards at the gate were dressed differently from the other nobles.

The tall, thin man took out a token from his pocket, stepped forward, and said something to the guard.

After muttering a few words, the lead guard nodded and then opened the gate.

"Please come in, sir. His Prince Axuan is waiting for you."

With a slight nod, the Scribe followed the tall, thin man inside.

Finally, they arrived at a reception room.

The tall, thin man pushed open the door and gestured for the room to open.

Upon entering, the Scribe saw a young man sitting in the main seat.

Judging from his appearance, he and Ayu are about 50-60% similar, except that his eyes are a bit smaller.

Their attire was not typical royal wear; rather, it resembled clothing from overseas.

His skin was rather pale, making him look nothing like a merchant who frequently traveled to buy imported goods.

"Hello, Mister Scribe, I am Axuan, Ah Yu's younger brother."

Upon seeing the Scribe arrive, Axuan's eyes lit up, and he stood up from his seat, saying enthusiastically.

"Although this is our first meeting, I felt an instant connection with you the moment I saw you."

"Don't say such mushy things."

With a cold snort, the Scribe interrupted Axuan's incessant speech.

"You didn't come to me just to chat, did you?"

"It's convenient to talk to smart people."

After hearing what the Scribe said, Axuan was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said...

"I hope you can help me bring down Ah Yu. In return, I can handle the news issue."

Chapter 534 Your Crown Prince, how about you become a ghost too?

"Just as I thought."

Axuan's words did not cause any ripples on the Scribe's face; on the contrary, it was as if he had expected it, and he remained calm.

If there's anything about me that would make the other party care, it's probably my identities as the leader of Tsukishiki Pharmaceuticals and a murderer.

Considering the current situation, it's not hard to imagine why Axuan came to find him.

"We can discuss the terms further. As long as you agree to help me, everything is negotiable."

After speaking, Axuan interlaced his fingers, waiting for the Scribe's reply.

In his view, the Scribe had no choice.

If Ayu insists on targeting Scribe and Tsukishiki Pharmaceuticals, only he and his father can stop him on this land.

The Emperor generally doesn't intervene in such minor matters where only a dozen or so people have died.

Therefore, he became the best choice for the Scribe.