I Have Luan Feng

Ninety li north of the Imperial Capital, Yan Cong swiftly traversed the heavy snow, his black figure standing out prominently against the white backdrop.

Ten miles behind him, Ma Feifei and Yun Qingyang followed at a leisurely pace.

"I must find a way to learn some light-body skills when I get back, otherwise my running posture is just too ugly." Ma Feifei sighed as he looked at his unladylike running.

Yun Qingyang, dressed in flowing black robes, moved with a graceful gait, almost as if she were walking, which was quite beautiful.

"Someone is there."

Yun Qingyang frowned and said.

Ma Feifei noticed this too, looking ahead and saying, "It seems like someone is blocking him from ahead?"

Twenty miles ahead, and ten miles from Yan Cong, three people were concealing their presence, quietly lying in ambush; and the direction Yan Cong was heading was where they were hiding.

"They've met!" Ma Feifei activated his Power of Faith, increasing his speed, and in the blink of an eye, Yan Cong's figure appeared in his sight.

At this moment, Yan Cong was being Beat Up the three men. In just a few breaths, Yan Cong had been hit four or five times, and blood was flowing out continuously.

"Yan Cong, come back with us," said the shortest of the three.

Yan Cong was no longer the relaxed person he had been with Ma Feifei. His face was gloomy, and he remained silent.

"Pfft~" The spirit sword pierced Yan Cong's shoulder, and the powerful Spiritual Power sent Yan Cong flying, crashing into a snowdrift.

"Let's go back." The three men surrounded Yan Cong, and the short man in the lead sighed and said.

Yan Cong clutched his shoulder, lowered his head, and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, General."

The short man in black shook his head and said, "Can an 'sorry' solve the problem? You've really put the general in a bad position this time."

Yan Cong raised his head, looked at the short man in black, and said, "Now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, Crown Prince Yan should no longer be delusional about reclaiming the throne, much less put the general in a dilemma. I only wanted to get rid of Crown Prince Yan for the general, and never intended to harm the general."

"And then you secretly contacted the new emperor and told Crown Prince Yan that he was hiding in the Luanfeng Army?" the short man in black sneered.

After the Luanfeng Army's great victory over the Northern Liang nomads, everyone in Yan State believed that the new emperor had recalled the Luanfeng Army to reward them. However, only a few people knew that the new emperor was actually planning to take action against the Luanfeng Army.

To be precise, it was an attack on General Luanfeng.

The reason is simple: there was a traitor within the Luanfeng Army who informed the new emperor that Crown Prince Yan had infiltrated the Luanfeng Army. Under such circumstances, which new emperor would dare to leave the Luanfeng Army out in the open? If the Luanfeng Army were to defect to Crown Prince Yan, with the strength of 50,000 Luanfeng Army and the prestige of Crown Prince Yan, they might be able to gain a foothold in the Yan State and challenge the new emperor.

Thus, the new emperor recalled the Luanfeng Army.

"The new emperor only wants to get rid of Crown Prince Yan; it won't affect the general at all," Yan Cong said in a deep voice.

"Heh!" The short man in black suddenly chuckled and said, "Yan Cong, you still don't understand the new emperor, much less the general. Your actions will only increase the new emperor's suspicion of the general. Once the general's military power is taken back by the new emperor, the Northern Liang nomads will inevitably return, and Qin State will have no more reservations about attacking Yan State. At that time, Yan State will be plunged into dire straits, and you, Yan Cong, will become the sinner of the entire Yan State."

"At that time, the new emperor will inevitably reappoint the general," Yan Cong said sternly.

"The general has lost faith in the new emperor," the short man in black said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Yan Cong was shocked and asked incredulously, "Are you saying that the general has completely sided with Crown Prince Yan?"

"How could we, as subordinates, possibly fathom the general's thoughts?" the short man in black said, shaking his head.

"Let's go. The general's horse has returned to the capital. Go and beg for forgiveness from the general yourself. If you're going to die, die in front of him."

With a 'whoosh,' two men in black grabbed Yan Cong's shoulders from either side, and the three of them quickly ran towards the capital.

Ma Feifei and Yun Qingyang stood not far away, watching the direction the three had left, but did not continue to chase after them.

"Why didn't you chase after them?" Yun Qingyang asked, puzzled.

"No rush," Ma Feifei said, frowning.

Ma Feifei noticed something important from what they just said: they actually mentioned Crown Prince Yan!

In the Main Quest, Crown Prince Yan is the quest character known as the "usurper." Based on the interpretation of the phrase "usurper," does this mean that the Divine Bookstore will also be involved in the power struggle between Crown Prince Yan and the new Emperor Yan Xun?

"Why aren't you in a hurry? My one million Spirit Crystal are still in his hands." Yun Qingyang looked unhappy.

"That's right!" Upon hearing this, Ma Feifei slapped his forehead and ran towards the capital, shouting, "Hurry, hurry, we haven't brought back that million Spirit Crystal yet!"

Two days later, the 50,000-strong Luanfeng Army successfully arrived at a point 50 miles outside the capital and set up camp.

A long cry echoed through the Imperial Capital, and a Hong Luan flew in from outside the city and into the palace.

From the ground, one can vaguely see a woman standing on the back of Hong Luan, her figure upright and her red robe swaying.

North Chang Street was the area where high-ranking officials and nobles of the Yan State resided.

Ma Feifei and Yun Qingyang arrived at the gate of a mansion on North Chang Street.

"This is General Luanfeng's residence," Ma Feifei said to Yun Qingyang, looking at the three characters "Luanfeng Manor" on the plaque.

"I can read," Yun Qingyang said calmly.

"I..." Ma Feifei was speechless.

"I can sense his presence," Yun Qingyang said, looking at the Luanfeng Manor.

The "he" that Yun Qingyang mentioned was naturally Yan Cong. They hadn't gotten back the one million Spirit Crystal yet, so how could Yun Qingyang let Yan Cong go? That's why the two of them secretly came to the Luanfeng Manor, intending to get back the one million Spirit Crystal that Yan Cong had tricked out of Yun Qingyang.

"Then we need to hurry. I think I just heard that General Luanfeng went to the palace. Maybe she'll be back soon," Ma Feifei said.

Yun Qingyang nodded, and shot a beam of light from his index finger onto Ma Feifei.

This fluorescent light can conceal Ma Feifei's presence; only cultivators at the Spirit Saint level or above can detect Ma Feifei existence.

'Brush'

'Brush'

The two transformed into a Phantom Organization and vanished from their spot in an instant.

The Luanfeng Manor Prison.

Yan Cong was locked in a cell, and opposite him was a man of similar age, but the man exuded a much stronger aura than Yan Cong.

"I never expected you to dare return to the capital with the Luanfeng Army. You've got some nerve, Crown Prince Yan!" Yan Cong mocked.

Crown Prince Yan stood there, smiling as he looked at Yan Cong, and said, "Even you are so surprised, it seems my choice was right."

Yan Cong chuckled and said, "What's the point? Whether Yan Xun can catch you or not, you have no chance to turn the tables. Really, I'm begging you, don't put General Luanfeng Yan Cong a difficult position, and don't let the Yan State fall into dire straits."

Crown Prince Yan shook his head and said, "Whether or not you can turn the tide is not up to you. It depends on human effort. Even Yan Xun didn't expect to become the king of Yan State ten years ago, did he? So, how will you know if you don't try?"

Yan Cong's face darkened. He leaned lazily against the wall, the weariness from two days of imprisonment already showing on his young face. Looking at the light streaming in through the small window, he said with a touch of melancholy, "It's different. He has already ascended the throne, with the Sage Yan on his left and the Prime Minister on his right; while you, you have nothing."

Crown Prince Yan smiled, looked at Yan Cong, and said, "No, I have Luan Feng."