Old Garden saw Ye Lin looking at him and gently shook his head.
There was nothing he could do.
If it had been during his peak, he would still have been far from a match for this Half-Emperor powerhouse, let alone now.
Even if he were given a Heavenly God powerhouse now, whether he could defeat them would still be unknown.
Seeing that even Old Garden had no confidence, Ye Lin was already preparing to run. As long as he stayed alive, there was still hope. At worst, he and Hong Batian could find another way out.
In any case, he could not leave his life here.
"Half-Emperor Wan Wusheng. What methods—what truly impressive methods."
At the gates of the imperial palace, the old eunuch's face turned livid when he saw that figure. The Third Prince had been just about to step into the palace, yet an obstacle had unexpectedly appeared halfway through.
And he knew this man as well: Half-Emperor Wan Wusheng, only one step away from becoming a Divine Emperor.
Wan Wusheng was the master of Dark Night Tower, a power outside the Eight Nations. Dark Night Tower was an organization focused solely on assassination.
If one wished to hire Wan Wusheng, even a powerhouse at the same Half-Emperor cultivation level could not necessarily afford to move him.
It seemed His Majesty's sons were none of them easy to deal with. To hire Wan Wusheng, had someone promised away half the Golden Crow Empire?
And before Wan Wusheng, he was no match at all. He could not help the Third Prince either.
"Third Prince, someone hired me to kill you. I had originally not intended to accept. Once one gets involved in an imperial struggle for succession like this, one ends up covered in trouble."
"But I have