At this, Ye Lin waved his hand. He had long since discovered those two little rats—two Tribulation Transcendence experts, semi-divine powerhouses.
Perhaps they had come from the people behind the plot to assassinate the Third Prince, intending to see whether they had died. Unfortunately, he could not let them have their wish.
As for the mastermind, Ye Lin did not need to think about it. Did he even need to? It was definitely one of the other princes. As for which one, he did not have that kind of ability yet.
Once the time came and he helped Chu Yang take that seat, none of those so-called princes would be left alive.
Not one of them had a good relationship with Chu Yang, so what was the point of keeping them? He had heard of people raising pets, but never of anyone raising enemies.
When they arrived at the Third Prince's residence, Ye Lin glanced at Old Garden behind him, then opened the gates and walked inside. Old Garden looked at the wooden gates, his brows imperceptibly furrowing before he followed behind Ye Lin.
From within those gates, he sensed an aura that was both exceedingly familiar and deeply repulsive to him.
"I wonder how Sir is doing. Has he finished his business? Oh, right—have we found out who was behind this attack?"
Old Garden sat beside the lake, propping his chin up with both hands as he stared at the fishing rod before him and spoke to the elderly eunuch in purple robes beside him.
Under the protection of Blood Sword Manor's experts, he had successfully reached the imperial capital. He encountered several more assassination attempts along the way, but before Blood Sword Manor's experts, none could withstand even a single sword strike.
After all, Blood Sword Manor attached