"Summoning me back now, so impatient to see me dead. It seems my existence still offends him."
Xie Huizhou turned the imperial edict over and read it through, more or less understanding what Xie Wangqiu was plotting. It looked like an imperial edict, but it was really a death warrant.
"The moment I get back, a bunch of burly men will probably drop out of nowhere and hack me to death."
The Fourth Prince, Xie Wangqiu, had murdered his father and brothers and had no legitimate claim to the throne. With Xie Huizhou still alive, he was bound to see him as a thorn in his side and try every means to trick him into returning.
There were still friends and family in the Capital City whom he could not abandon. Xie Huizhou could not remain indifferent and hide in the Borderlands.
As Mu Jiu fed grass to the little donkey, he urged him, "Your Highness, I advise you not to go back. The Capital City is a place full of trouble. Brother Zhou and Brother Fang wrote to us, asking us to persuade you to stay here."
Within the Nine Dragons Stronghold's territory, protecting Xie Huizhou for a while would be no problem, and they would not let Fang Yuanke down.
Xie Huizhou shook his head, declining their kindness. He tightly hugged the sword he had brought out of Qingfeng Temple. "Someone very important is waiting for me in the Capital City. I can't let him down."
If you stand by me, I will stand by you.
"The Imperial Preceptor?"
"How did you know?"
Xie Huizhou was utterly shocked. Had word of his romantic affair with Zhang Lanhe already spread to the Borderlands?
"Brother Fang said in his letter that you should stop thinking about the Imperial Preceptor and