It was for no other reason than that he had remembered how the Tang Kingdom's Empress Dowager had tried to seduce his master aboard the boat during the day.
And so, he had followed them here!
Sure enough, The Return of the Condor Heroes had been right. For a disciple to be with his master was truly far too difficult; he had to overcome hurdle after hurdle.
Not only did he have to scheme against his senior sisters, he also had to guard against outside enemies.
But he did not care at all. As a swordsman, difficulties were what he feared least, and he feared waiting least of all. He would stay beside his master, waiting for the day his master had a change of heart. He believed that day would come very soon.
Besides, he had been following his master all night not because he feared his master would dally with other women. Although the Empress Dowager was indeed very alluring, he knew perfectly well that his master was not so casual by nature. Not just any woman could win his master over.
He had simply remembered his second junior sister's warning: Kyoto had been unsettled lately, and all manner of dangers might very well lurk there.
Although his master was powerful, some petty scoundrels were bound to covet him. What he had to do was cut every last one of them down.
If things truly reached a point beyond saving, he was willing to sacrifice everything for his master.
Ye Qinghong pressed his lips together, gazing at the ancient, magnificent Imperial Palace before him.
The Tang Kingdom Palace had stood for several hundred years, a legacy of the previous dynasty.
Weathered by wind and rain, it bore the mottled traces of time everywhere.
All around, members of the