Li Musheng did not care in the slightest whether Sun Changyu believed him.
As for debts of gratitude for saving one's life and such, it was enough to hear about them. Taking them seriously would be rather meaningless.
One day, if Sun Changyu's master ordered him to kill Li Musheng, he would probably still have to do it. At most, he would say a few extra words before making his move:
"His master's orders cannot be defied. Your great kindness can only be repaid in the next life!"
Seeing Li Musheng give such instructions, Chief Eunuch Sun Changyu sat down awkwardly and began fiddling with the tea set. He asked no more questions and truly focused only on boiling water and making tea for him.
Before becoming a true prince, Li Musheng had thus gotten to enjoy the treatment a prince ought to receive ahead of time.
Meanwhile, not long after the carriage carrying Li Musheng departed, Song Shanyue, dressed in black and masked, arrived at the long street from before.
His figure flashed through the curtain of rain, leaving only an afterimage flickering amid the watery mist.
But he soon came to an abrupt stop, lifting his head to look at the street ahead, which had already collapsed into an unrecognizable ruin, as well as the five corpses that could not have been any deader.
"Too late?"
Song Shanyue's heart sank. He cautiously approached and examined the five corpses.
After inspecting them, his face instantly filled with shock.
He did not recognize two of the black-clad men, but he was no stranger to the two blue-robed swordsmen and the Skull-Knocking Bamboo Staff Elder.
All three were wanted criminals of the imperial court, having committed countless atrocities and murders in the martial world. Moreover, all three were genuine Martial