"Yes." Fu Zheng nodded lightly. "Your Highness, should I make the first move and clear some of them out?"
Chu Zhiyuan glanced at her.
Fu Zheng giggled. "I think I can kill a few of them."
Her attainment in the Moon Soul Sword Scripture had grown increasingly profound, and its power had become even more astonishing.
Especially when it came to concealing her aura—at night, once she merged with the moon's shadow, she was almost impossible to detect.
When the time came, she could hide within the moon's shadow and strike without warning, killing with a single blow.
Even if those experts possessed protective treasure garments, they might not be of any use.
Her sword point did not target the torso, but vital spots such as the space between the brows or the back of the head.
Moreover, her sword was incomparably swift, nearly impossible to evade. Only those with peerless movement techniques or precise forewarning would have any hope of dodging it.
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head. "Don't create more trouble."
Fu Zheng snorted. "Your Highness, I simply can't stomach it. That Yuan Zhen is far too hateful—he actually dared to try to kill Your Highness."
Chu Zhiyuan said slowly, "Scheme after scheme, linked ring within ring. It truly is troublesome."
He had underestimated Yuan Zhen and his counterpart before. Clearly, this double's purpose was not merely to be crippled; there was another plot accompanying it.
His initial estimate was that this double would very likely drag him down to perish together.
If it were only this double alone, he could not possibly get his wish. Chu Zhiyuan's movement technique was too fast.
But what if he joined forces with the experts of the Tianya Sword Sect and Miaoyin Sword Sect?
Yet this was only his speculation, with no