When he said this, the servant woke up instantly, and with a single look, he was so frightened that he took several steps back.
"Isn't this that wanted fake prince? His portraits are pasted everywhere!"
Yet no one paid him any mind, as the armored soldiers all held long sabers and two carried shields—looking like an elite force at a glance—and instantly half-surrounded Xie Zhenqing.
Xie Zhenqing smiled faintly, yet he was completely unfazed as he flicked his lapel. "Your prince had you welcome me, just to flex your might at the doors?"
Even though night had fallen, few people ever came near the Prince's Residence, but it was still a public place.
The Hundred-Household Officer narrowed his eyes, a trace of murderous intent flashing across them. Seeing that Xie Zhenqing remained entirely unmoved, an even heavier wariness crept into his gaze as he said in a deep voice, "Since you've come to see our prince, please go this way! Our prince is willing to see you!"
The armored soldiers practically hustled Xie Zhenqing inward. Such a formation could be called murderously grim, surpassing even the treatment reserved for terrifying figures.
To prevent gossip, only ten men had come out, but once inside, a hundred armored soldiers gathered with hostile glares, and more than thirty others held bows and crossbows. This had already appeared back when the Apprehension Battalion was killing monsters, and its lethality against monsters was not insignificant.
Or rather, as long as it was flesh and blood, there was nothing it wasn't significant against.
The servant who had been staring at Xie Zhenqing earlier turned pale at the sight of this formation, retreating repeatedly with lingering fear.
Conversely, Xie Zhenqing himself merely smiled.
Swish!
The surrounding people grew even more tense. The Hundred-Household Officer who had spoken