The next day, Prince Yue's Estate received an invitation for Ning Chen, personally written by Marquis Jiyu. Its strokes pressed through the paper, carrying a touch of domineering force amid their unyielding strength. At a glance, one could tell it was the handwriting of a supreme martial arts expert.
Ning Chen accepted the letter. This time, he did not bring A'man with him, but went to the appointment alone.
He had no idea what kind of person Marquis Jiyu truly was, so he could not risk bringing A'man along.
By all reason, a Martial Marquis of Great Xia should not have been an unreasonable man. But hearts were separated by bellies; he had no choice but to stay on guard.
Had the invitation not explicitly named him and been personally written by Marquis Jiyu, he would never have come. He had every habit in this life except the habit of seeking death.
And with Northern Martial Marquis as an example, his impression of Great Xia's Martial Marquises was truly nothing special.
He wondered what reaction the Xia Emperor would have after seeing that letter.
Marquis Jiyu's Estate was not far from Prince Yue's Estate. Within Tianfu City, the marquis's estate and the prince's estate were the two strongest powers. Beyond intimidating the barbarians, the marquis's estate existed to keep Prince Yue's Estate in check.
The Xia Emperor had indeed kept a tight watch over his brothers. Only Prince Yan, who had no interest in power, could make the Xia Emperor relax slightly.
When Ning Chen arrived at Marquis Jiyu's Estate, its gates stood wide open. A heavily armored general personally came out to receive him, making Ning Chen frown. What exactly was Marquis Jiyu plotting?
He did not believe Marquis Jiyu could be so magnanimous. His son had just been