Chu Xuanzhi had been on guard against Shen Yangge all along. Before he could be flung away, he swiftly twisted his body and planted himself firmly in front of Shen Yangge again.
"I nearly forgot. You're not an easy one to deal with."
Sarcasm laced every word, his voice low and husky.
Shen Yangge immediately took a defensive stance, a dagger appearing in his hand. Its blade was sharp and smooth; one glance was enough to imagine what would happen if it plunged into someone's body.
The sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard. Only when the Second Prince's Imperial Guard stationed nearby closed in did the Fourth Prince's men finally react.
"Chu Xuanzhi, you knew Chu Tianyin wasn't your fourth brother or the late emperor's son, yet you still helped him commit all those atrocities. Why didn't you just take the throne yourself?"
Chu Tianyin frowned at those words. Ever since learning that he was not the late emperor's biological son, his state of mind had changed only slightly.
He therefore believed that even without royal blood flowing through his veins, the throne still belonged to him. After all, wasn't Chu Xuanzhen also not the late emperor's son?
Had Shen Yangge known what he was thinking, he would surely have sneered, "Chu Xuanzhen is Prince Anping's eldest legitimate son, and royal blood flows through his veins. His father was the one who yielded the throne to the late emperor back then. Otherwise, would you even have had the chance to rebel?"
Unfortunately, some words were destined never to be heard.
"Seize him!"
Unwilling to have too much about himself exposed, Chu Xuanzhi swept his sleeve and issued the order. The Imperial Guard who had long been eyeing Shen Yangge hungrily immediately lunged at him.
With his rudimentary fighting