"Please cooperate. This matter is deeply involved, and I cannot reveal it. I hope Your Highness will forgive me. If you do not believe me, you may return and ask His Majesty yourself. Once you have clarified it, you will surely understand my painstaking intentions!"
Zhuge Ling's expression was grave as he continued, "Also, Your Highness, this way please. This subordinate has one more question to ask!"
"Hmm?"
Seeing how solemn the other party was, Prince Fu Jiang felt puzzled, but he still followed him over.
Whoosh!
Zhuge Ling casually set up a restriction, preventing outsiders from hearing or seeing anything, before bowing. "His Majesty already knows that Your Highness lost Fu Xu Carries Mountain and wishes to ask who snatched this treasure from your hands?"
"Father Emperor told you to ask that?"
Fu Jiang's eyebrows twitched.
Having one's weapon snatched away was the greatest of humiliations. Asking about it so directly was equivalent to tearing open a scar—it would be strange if it did not hurt.
"Yes!"
Zhuge Ling nodded.
"It was..." Prince Fu Jiang hesitated for a moment, then raised his head. "I do not know exactly who they were. It was done jointly by people from the Three Great Sects—Ten Thousand Peaks Mountain, Ten Autumn Ridge, and Sky-Severing Cliff. I only remember that the two strongest were called Su Lin and Mo Yao. I do not know the others! It was precisely because they snatched my Fu Xu Carries Mountain and ruined the mission Father Emperor entrusted to me that I slaughtered the people of the Three Great Sects, so they would understand the might of my Qianxue Dynasty!"
"So that was it!"
Upon hearing this, Zhuge Ling believed him somewhat more.
Before he had even arrived, he had heard people saying that the prince had been