After leaving the Moon-Viewing Tower, Jianghu Guest headed straight for a secluded alley and stopped before a small sedan chair covered in blue cloth.
His face brimming with anticipation, he bowed and cupped his fists. "Young master, the man has been dealt with. What you promised..."
A corner of the curtain lifted, revealing a young face.
Chen Ye nodded and said evenly, "You did well."
A flicker of joy had just appeared on Jianghu Guest's face when, before he could speak, a streak of Golden Light swept across his neck.
"You..." His smile froze on his face.
The next moment, his enormous head tumbled to the ground.
Sitting in the sedan chair, Chen Ye glanced at the corpse on the ground, lowered the curtain, and said calmly, "Let's go."
The bearers lifted the sedan chair and soon vanished into the depths of the alley.
The others swiftly dragged the corpse away and sank it into a dry well.
From beginning to end, Chen Ye had never shown himself, yet he had thoroughly eliminated the threat posed by Feng Zhao.
Several days passed in the blink of an eye.
Chen Ye enjoyed a rare stretch of leisurely days.
That day, he was practicing at his residence as usual when someone suddenly arrived from the palace.
Calculating the time, Chen Ye knew the Shenwu Emperor had sent someone to take him to the Royal Armory.
His spirits lifted. He changed into a clean, tidy robe and went outside.
A young eunuch bearing the imperial decree waited outside the door.
Chen Ye had a servant give the young eunuch some loose silver as travel money.
Overwhelmed with gratitude, the young eunuch promptly escorted Chen Ye into the imperial palace once again.
They passed through several palace gates and followed a quiet passage