"Chirp!!!"
Zeng Anmin leaped fiercely out of the tent, a short azure blade in hand.
The Martial Arts Aura within him began to circulate.
An exceedingly sharp light flashed in his eyes.
Once outside the tent,
he finally saw clearly.
Several dozen men in black had already charged into the envoy delegation.
The weapons in the hands of these black-clad men varied widely, yet every one of them exuded an exceptionally fierce presence.
With just one glance, Zeng Anmin saw an Imperial City Department Investigator cleaved in two by the leading man in black.
The rank stench of blood spread through the air.
Clang!
Besides these black-clad men, hidden in the darkness farther away,
there was no telling how many archers lay in wait.
In any case, concealed arrows came from time to time like a politician's schemes, catching people utterly off guard.
In only a moment,
two or three people had already fallen beneath arrows speeding out of the darkness.
A grave look showed between Zeng Anmin's brows.
He held his azure short blade before him, watching the approaching men in black with utmost vigilance.
The several dozen men in black were highly disciplined.
Their movements carried not the slightest hint of dragging or hesitation.
They moved as one.
Like a machine steadily advancing forward, they gradually made their way toward... Prince Nan's carriage!!
"Their target is Prince Nan!!"
Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes.
In an instant, a thought surfaced in his mind.
They had come... to rescue Prince Nan?!
Most likely, they were troublemakers from the Jiang Kingdom!
No matter what, as long as Prince Nan left here alive and hid somewhere in the Jiang Kingdom,
he could raise a mighty force with a single call and make trouble for the Empress.
"Form up!"
Bai Ziqing's voice rang