At this moment, Ye Tian and Ying Ziyi had arrived near Qingyang County, the wind carrying a chill that rustled their garments. Ying Ziyi's delicate face was as cold as ice as she spoke icily, "Those two scoundrels, Ku Si Yuan and Zhao De, actually dare to plot to seize Qingyang County. We cannot let them succeed."
Hearing this, Ye Tian nodded gravely and replied, "Indeed, the family's stance is truly perplexing. They have only dispatched troops to the borders of the two counties but have yet to take action, which is quite puzzling."
Meanwhile, Ku Si Yuan wore a radiant expression, exuding confidence as he stood in stark contrast to the wary Zhao De beside him.
"Look, Chancellor," Ku Si Yuan said with a smug smile, "Zhong Tianhao is quite sincere. The city gates are wide open along our route, allowing our army to advance without obstruction. Once we reach Qingyang Prefecture, I shall reward him handsomely."
Zhao De frowned deeply at these words and cautioned in a low voice, "General Ku, we must remain vigilant. Everything is proceeding too smoothly; there may be a hidden trap."
However, Ku Si Yuan waved his hand dismissively and replied, "Oh, Chancellor, you are mistaken. The situation is already settled; we need only charge ahead without worry." With that, he strode confidently toward the front of the army.
Watching Ku Si Yuan's retreating figure grow distant, Zhao De felt ripples of unease stirring within him. He pondered his thoughts in silence, but his sharp eyes flickered with vigilance and contemplation.
At this moment, the fate of Qingyang County seemed shrouded in a mysterious fog. In this game of power, everyone was cautiously feeling their way forward for their own interests.
Within the deep halls of Qingyang Prefecture, Zhong Tianhao sat at the main seat when he suddenly heard an announcement that two distinguished guests had arrived. He quickly rose with urgency in his steps and made his way down the dim corridor leading to the Ton Chamber, his respectful demeanor evident.
Inside the Ton Chamber, candlelight flickered and illuminated two unfamiliar faces. One man stood tall and composed; his aura exuded a sense of cultivation that made Zhong Tianhao secretly estimate that this person's strength was likely slightly above his own.
Beside him stood a woman who seemed like a ghost; her presence was so subtle that it felt as if she did not exist in this space at all. This eerie quality sent a shiver down Zhong Tianhao's spine.
The two were Dugu Yue and Ye Gucheng, sent by the Ye Family Ancestor. Cautiously, Zhong Tianhao began to speak about Ku Si Yuan and others within the King's faction.
He mentioned that there were about ten strong individuals among the King's forces and seemed to probe whether it was too presumptuous for the Ye Family Ancestor to send only two people.
Dugu Yue smirked coldly at his words; her gaze held a disdainful glint that felt like icy daggers piercing through him. She shot Zhong Tianhao a sidelong glance.
That single glance plunged Zhong Tianhao into an abyss of darkness; everything around him blurred as if his consciousness was ensnared by an invisible force from which he could not escape.
Startled, Zhong Tianhao let out a cold snort and attempted to break free from this oppressive sensation. He knew well that he had reached Wang Liuzhongjing's level of cultivation and was considered strong in this region.
Yet this woman had rendered him powerless with just a look; her strength was evidently above that of kings—perhaps even at the legendary Imperial Realm.
Realizing this sent waves of shock through Zhong Tianhao's mind. The Ye Family Ancestor could casually dispatch an imperial figure as an envoy; what terrifying realm must Ancestor Ye possess?
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