At these words, Xue Beng's panic eased slightly, but the unease deep in his heart still lingered. He asked quietly, "But this is wild forest, not the forbidden grounds of the imperial city. Are we truly completely safe?"
Xue Xing narrowed his eyes, his deep, piercing gaze sweeping across the silent woods around them. His presence was as steady as a mountain. "Nothing can go wrong. The Empire's Three Titled Douluo Worshippers and thirteen Soul Douluo experts are all concealed among our entourage. Their auras are suppressed without a trace. No one can detect them."
"Over the past few days, I secretly summoned the troops stationed along all four borders. Together with Heaven Dou City's garrison, a full two hundred thousand elite soldiers are already lying in ambush throughout the Soul Hunting Forest."
Xue Xing raised a hand and gestured toward the sky, his tone proud. "Once I send the signal, two hundred thousand troops will close in, trapping her in an iron barrel and killing her. Even if her abilities reach the heavens, she won't escape today even with wings. She has absolutely no chance of getting away."
His taut nerves finally relaxed completely. A blazing light instantly flared in Xue Beng's eyes as he looked straight at Xue Xing, every word solemn. "Good! Imperial Uncle, if this succeeds in one stroke, capturing our great enemy and securing the imperial family, your line shall hold the title of prince in perpetuity. Your descendants will inherit it generation after generation, enjoying endless wealth and a hundred generations of glory."
A hereditary princely title!
Those words struck Xue Xing's heart like a priceless treasure, shaking him to his core. Intense joy instantly blossomed across his face, and he immediately bowed low in formal homage. "Your old servant thanks Your Majesty for