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After Dolandor approached Kalan Prince, due to his exceptional martial prowess and mastery of Qigong, he was highly regarded by Kalan Prince. Not only was he entrusted with important tasks, but he also remained by Kalan Prince's side as a shadow, specifically to protect his safety.
In special circumstances, Dolandor would also be responsible for conveying superstitions. For instance, right now, Kalan Prince must be facing an urgent situation to have dispatched Dolandor to the General's Camp deep in the mountains.
However, Dolandor had already come here more than once. In previous visits, he would quietly sneak in during the night. But now his audacity had grown; he dared to openly barge in and even assault the soldiers of the War Minister, truly becoming increasingly brazen.
Most of these exiled death row inmates were like this—lacking any sense of shame and completely ignorant of military discipline. If it weren't for Kalan Prince's influence, the War Minister would have long since executed someone like Dolandor.
Upon hearing the War Minister's words, Dolandor chuckled and said, "War Minister, I am here on a secret order from Kalan Prince to conduct an investigation. Even if this General's Camp is a forbidden area of Yushan Kingdom's harem, I can still enter."
Dolandor was dressed in a luxurious Brocade Robe, with dark skin and scars on his face from attempts to erase his death row tattoo. His aura was fierce, clearly indicating he was a Qi Gong Master. Coupled with his imposing stature, few would dare to provoke him even on the street.
Having survived life-and-death trials and gained Kalan Prince's favor that spared him from execution, he was confident and unafraid. His thick skin allowed him to not only intrude into the General's Camp but also dare to enter the royal harem of Yushan Kingdom.
It should be noted that the royal harem housed all the female relatives—concubines and palace maids of the emperor. This man surely intended to assault palace maids or flirt with those forgotten concubines.
He relied on Kalan Prince as his protective shield, believing that after causing trouble, Kalan Prince would naturally help him settle matters, suppress public opinion, and clear his record.
"You have some nerve! Hmph! Dolandor, I won't concern myself with your behavior elsewhere, but don't forget this is the General's Camp where hundreds of thousands of troops are stationed. If there’s a next time, your fate will be death."
The War Minister was furious and immediately pointed at Dolandor, shouting threats. Such a person needed strict discipline; otherwise, he would only become more audacious and eventually overstep boundaries.
"Dolandor," he said mockingly, "please don't get angry. I'm here on urgent business; it's a direct order from Kalan Prince that I must convey personally to you." Dolandor spoke arrogantly, displaying a dismissive attitude.
Fortunately for him, the War Minister had great composure and did not show his emotions outwardly. He suppressed his anger and straightened his attire before asking, "What is it?"
Upon hearing Kalan Prince’s name, the War Minister had to take it seriously. Especially in this situation where Dolandor was Kalan Prince's shadow, there was fear that this man might go to Kalan Prince to slander him and undermine his authority.
With such a reckless individual around, what kind of trouble could he not cause? If it came to that point, even if the War Minister was justified in his actions, it would be too late to clarify things.
Dolandor turned his eyes and began to pace in the General's Tent, then slowly spoke, "According to the intelligence received by Kalan Prince, a large number of unidentified individuals have recently infiltrated the Underground City, including Princess Zhulan, who has been missing for several years."
The War Minister sat in front of his Black Iron Table, staring intently at Dolandor, unmoving like a mountain.
"And then? Dolandor, what exactly do you want?" The War Minister's tone was stern as he coldly addressed Dolandor.
Dolandor's intentions were clear; having received a secret order from Kalan Prince, he personally came to the General's Camp to deliver the message, which clearly indicated a lack of trust in the War Minister, almost directly accusing him of harboring hidden agendas.
The actions of Dolandor and Kalan Prince infuriated the War Minister, as they were now casting suspicion upon him. It should be noted that the War Minister had lived a life of integrity and uprightness, with no one, not even the Former Emperor, ever doubting him. It seemed Kalan Prince had gone too far.
Whether the Former Emperor was forced to death in a palace coup was something the War Minister was not very clear about; he did not wish to inquire into such matters. What he knew were principles and ethics, and he acted according to orders from above.
In the eyes of the War Minister, there were only principles and ethics. He was a typical scholar of Confucianism who would not actively question right or wrong because it was inherently difficult to distinguish between them; only stubborn faith remained.
Dolandor chuckled and said, "Hehehe, War Minister, don't misunderstand. Kalan Prince means no harm; he just wants you to be cautious and not let those rebellious thieves take advantage of any opportunity. If something goes wrong, neither you nor I can bear the consequences."
"Are you done speaking?" The War Minister coldly stared at Dolandor across from him, his tone chilling enough to freeze.
"Heh heh, I'm done." Dolandor smiled slightly and then turned to look at a dirt pit on the ground with interest.
"Then hurry up and leave; don't make me lose my patience." The War Minister said coldly.
Dolandor snorted softly and glanced at the War Minister again. The dirt pit in front of him gave him an inexplicable feeling; how could there be a dirt pit in the General's Camp? But just based on a dirt pit alone, he couldn't deduce much.
The dirt pit was left behind after the Burrowing Shuttle departed. Originally, the Earth-Style Flying Shuttle could have repaired itself automatically, but it seemed that due to its hasty departure, this flaw occurred.
Just now when Dolandor turned to look at the War Minister, he wanted to observe his expression. Even if the dirt pit could not reveal much, just by watching the other person's facial expressions and demeanor, he could likely infer something significant.
This is a method used by the Captain and the Dali Temple to handle cases, often involving situations where concrete evidence is lacking. They capture the suspect, observe their demeanor, and carefully scrutinize them.
The approach is clever; it has proven effective time and again. No matter how thick-skinned or mentally resilient one might be, those who have not received professional training often break down at this stage, revealing their true intentions and emotions.
However, the outcome left Dolandor disappointed because the War Minister was exceptionally adept at concealing his thoughts and emotions, showing no signs on his face.
A minister is a minister; with superior intellect, not everyone can maintain a composed demeanor. The fact that he holds the position of War Minister indicates that he is certainly not an ordinary person; he possesses considerable skill.
Dolandor could not find any leverage against the War Minister and was left speechless. With a light snort, he departed without saying a word, leaving the General's Tent in frustration.
Once they were sure Dolandor had gone far away, Princess Zhulan and Melan Prince emerged from behind the rack where the War Minister had hung the Black Iron Armor. Both of them couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
The situation had been quite perilous because they were only ten steps away from Dolandor. If it weren't for their entry into the Unity of Man, which allowed them to conceal their presence, Dolandor, being such a skilled individual, would have eventually seen through them.
The Unity of Man means merging oneself with the surroundings, allowing one's aura to be undetectable without any flaws. No matter how one listens or smells, they cannot find anything amiss; however, they can still be seen.
The inability to become invisible is the only weakness of the Unity of Man. Nevertheless, Princess Zhulan and Melan Prince hid behind the Black Iron Armor without any visual flaws, successfully deceiving Dolandor.
"Prince, Princess, I apologize for startling you," said the War Minister with a bow, his tone softening.
Melan Prince waved his hand and said, "I cannot believe Prince Kaoran would dare to use such a person. This is truly shocking."
Princess Zhulan also slightly changed color. The crown prince actually released a death row inmate from the deepest part of the prison for his own use; such behavior is indeed unbelievable.
Upon hearing this, the War Minister was momentarily at a loss for words. This matter did not fall under his jurisdiction; it was something that should be addressed by the Cabinet Minister overseeing state affairs, whose position roughly corresponds to that of a minister in charge of criminal matters.
However, given how far things had escalated, the War Minister chose to turn a blind eye; this was indeed a dereliction of duty on his part.
Kalan Prince has not yet taken office, and the state affairs are already in such disarray; this is just the beginning. Who knows how bad it will get in the future?
In the following time, Princess Zhulan and Melan Prince did not discuss their positions with War Minister. The tone and attitude of both sides were very calm. War Minister even invited them to sit down, and the conversation was light-hearted, as if everyone was accustomed to chatting casually rather than discussing state matters.
As dusk approached, a sudden chill swept into War Minister's Red-Topped Pavilion. The wind was strange and very abrupt.
It should be noted that the curtains of the General's Tent are made from special hemp thread, weighing several dozen pounds, making it impossible for an ordinary person to lift. Yet, a gust of wind managed to blow it open.
War Minister stood up abruptly, his expression fluctuating between anger and confusion as he stared intently outside the tent. How dare any demons or monsters come to disturb the General's Tent? This unsettled him greatly.
Meanwhile, Princess Zhulan and Melan Prince exchanged glances but did not express much concern. They seemed to think that everything was still normal and were proceeding with their planned arrangements.
"Hahaha, War Minister, how are you?"
With a voice as light as a wisp of silk, a young figure entered the General's Tent along with the chilling wind.
He moved as if he had been there many times before, effortlessly appearing right in front of them.
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