"You only need to keep your composure and avoid bringing up Zhou Bo'an yourself. His Majesty may not pursue the matter or refuse to let it go."
Despite saying that, Zhang Xiucheng himself knew the truth.
The winds had been unfavorable lately, and the situation was somewhat against them.
Zhou Bo'an's arrest, the capture of the bodyguard Li Shengtian, and the failed ambush at Blackstone Ridge-all these events weighed on them.
He could only pray silently that Su Fei had not yet submitted the ledger and Li Shengtian's confession to His Majesty.
Crown Prince Zhao Yan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, and had the attendants waiting nearby help him change into formal attire.
The face in the bronze mirror was somewhat pale, with faint dark circles beneath his eyes.
Ever since learning that the Blackstone Ridge ambush had failed, he had gone several consecutive days without a restful night's sleep.
"I hope I'm merely worrying too much."
Crown Prince Zhao Yan muttered to himself, reaching out to smooth the creases in his hem and adjusting his clothes slightly.
Inside the imperial palace of Great Xuan.
The eunuch leading the way walked briskly. Crown Prince Zhao Yan followed behind, pondering as he walked.
He recalled the reports he had received over the past few days. They had all been bad news: the ninja force sent by the Kuroda Domain had been wiped out, and not only had Su Fei emerged unscathed, but he had also broken through to the Martial Saint Realm.
"A Martial Saint Realm warrior. He's no longer some insignificant Imperial Guard who can be manipulated at will. That brat is truly lucky."
An Imperial Guard in the Martial Saint Realm who also held Zhou Bo'an's ledger-if he was determined to investigate the