Those almost tangible gazes fell upon the golden Dragon Horns on Shen Yangge's head.
No one questioned or suspected that the Dragon Horns were fake. They looked far too real.
Shen Yangge's little face stiffened. He had thought a hat would be enough to hide his Dragon Horns, so... he had not used his ability to retract them.
After all, he could only do that twice a day.
No one had been prepared for this sudden exposure, himself included.
Su Shang swept up his sleeve to cover the Dragon Horns, then immediately rushed outside with the child in his arms while the assassins were still stunned.
He moved so fast that by the time the assassins came to their senses, he had already escaped the palace hall.
Someone cried out excitedly, "After him!"
"We must catch that child!"
The assassins split into two groups. One continued attacking the emperor, while the other pursued Su Shang's retreating figure.
Hidden behind the Red Pillar, Chu Xuanzhen silently observed the situation.
The emperor was still being protected by a group of guards with little martial prowess.
Several oil lamps in the hall had been smashed, making the already chaotic scene even harder to see.
Chu Xuanzhen's wide sleeve fluttered, and a concealed weapon flew silently toward the emperor, who was hiding behind the seat of honor.
Clang-
Something knocked the concealed weapon down.
"Protect our lord!"
Four cold voices rang out distinctly in the hall, their arrival all too timely. The assassins had not expected the damned emperor to have another trick up his sleeve. They had clearly inspected the hall thoroughly when they entered.
Where had these men come from?
If their companions stationed outside had noticed anything amiss, they would have come in to relay the news long ago. They could