For five or six days in a row, Ye Zhen used similar methods to fob off those young masters who came knocking with all manner of excuses, and it did not take much effort.
But on the seventh day, when Ye Zhen saw Marquis Tian Jiang appear again—especially with four Spirit-Connecting Realm guards radiating astonishing auras behind him—his expression turned somewhat grim.
After five or six days, with the same tactics used each time, those young masters who idled together chatting and shooting the breeze would surely have picked up on the clues and figured out what was going on.
Sure enough, as soon as Marquis Tian Jiang presented his calling card, he personally carried a food box and swaggered toward the Princess's Mansion with his guards in tow, saying as he walked, "Keep your eyes peeled, all of you! If anyone dares pull any tricks, beat them to death for this Marquis!"
"I'd like to see who dares trip this Marquis up again!"
Clearly, Marquis Tian Jiang had already understood what had happened last time. That eunuch had not been careless at all; someone had deliberately put a stumbling block in his path.
"Marquis, halt!"
Knowing that the matter absolutely had something to do with Ye Zhen, the commander, Marquis Tian Jiang showed him no courtesy whatsoever. Rolling his eyes, he snapped, "What do you want? Move aside!"
"Marquis, it is this general's duty to safeguard Her Highness the Princess. Therefore, this general must open this food box and inspect it!" Ye Zhen said sternly.
At those words, Marquis Tian Jiang immediately became like a rabbit whose tail had been stepped on, pointing at Ye Zhen's nose as he cursed, "Inspect it? What do you mean?"
"You mean the old matriarch of my Tian Family would tamper with the