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Huhai stopped at the edge of the pool, scanning the surroundings before his gaze finally landed on the pillar where we were hiding. A cold smile crept onto his lips as he said, "Come out, I already know you are here."
Old Zhang and I exchanged glances, realizing that hiding was futile. We steeled ourselves and stepped out from behind the pillar.
"Who are you? Dare to intrude upon my palace!" Huhai demanded sharply, his eyes glinting with menace.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Commoner is here on someone else's behalf to pay respects to Your Majesty," Old Zhang replied calmly, cupping his hands in a gesture of respect.
"On whose behalf?" Huhai's brows furrowed slightly.
"Well..." Old Zhang hesitated, his expression troubled.
"Speak!" Huhai slammed his hand on the stone table beside him, shouting angrily. The table shattered with a loud crack, demonstrating his immense strength.
I felt a chill run down my spine at this display. Although Huhai appeared weak, he was still a member of the imperial family, and his anger was indeed terrifying.
At that moment, countless torches suddenly lit up around the palace, illuminating it as brightly as day. Simultaneously, numerous soldiers clad in black armor surged in from all directions, surrounding us completely with their long spears pointed at us, their cold blades gleaming ominously.
I immediately understood; this was a trap!
"Old Zhang, what should we do?" I whispered anxiously.
Old Zhang's expression turned grave as he said quietly, "It seems we are in serious trouble this time. Don't panic; I'll try to buy us some time. You look for an opportunity to call for help."
"But..." I hesitated, glancing at the impenetrable circle surrounding us, filled with despair. "Can we even escape?"
Old Zhang didn't answer; he simply patted my shoulder, signaling me not to act recklessly.
Meanwhile, Huhai spoke again, a hint of mockery in his tone: "I give you a chance. Tell me who sent you here, and perhaps I will spare your lives."
Old Zhang took a deep breath and stepped forward, about to speak when I grabbed his arm.
"Old Zhang, don't say anything; it's useless," I shook my head decisively. "There's no way we're getting out of here today."
Old Zhang looked at me, opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing. He knew I was right; we were now fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.
"Since you won't speak, don't blame me for being rude!" Huhai snorted coldly and waved his hand sharply. "Seize them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, soldiers surged in like a tide...
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The soldiers rushed in like a tide, and I steeled myself, closing my eyes to prepare for the judgment of fate.
"Wait!"
A clear female voice suddenly rang out, causing the soldiers to stop in their tracks and exchange glances.
I opened my eyes to see a woman in palace attire stepping out from behind Huhai. She wore a phoenix crown, moved gracefully, and her brows held a hint of heroism while still retaining feminine beauty.
"Who are you to dare obstruct me?" Huhai frowned and asked displeased.
The woman smiled slightly and curtsied, "I am the new beauty favored by Your Majesty. I heard someone intruded into the palace and came to take a look."
As she spoke, she turned to me and Old Zhang, curiosity evident in her beautiful eyes. "May I ask who you two are..."
"Replying to Your Highness, Commoner is here to present treasures to Your Majesty!" I quickly interjected with a flash of inspiration.
"Oh?" A glimmer of interest passed through the woman's eyes. "What treasure? Quickly present it!"
I hurriedly pulled out my phone from my pocket and held it high. "This is a rare treasure that can communicate with immortals!"
"Communicate with immortals?" The woman covered her mouth and chuckled lightly. "You certainly have a way with stories."
Feigning mystery, I smiled and opened my phone's photo album, pulling up an edited image of an immortal from earlier. "Your Highness, please look; this is the immortal!"
In the image, a celestial being dressed in white is flying on a sword, exuding an aura of immortality.
The woman looks at her phone screen, her eyes filled with wonder.
"Is this... really an immortal?"
I pretended to be profound and nodded, "Absolutely! I, a commoner, have some knowledge of Strange Gate Techniques and can communicate with immortals."
As I spoke, I opened the Live Stream and pointed the camera at myself. "Dear viewers, as you can see, I'm trapped in the palace now and can only rely on you! If you want me to survive and escape, please send gifts. The more you send, the stronger my magical power will become, increasing my chances of breaking free!"
The viewers in the Live Stream were immediately stirred up, and the bullet screen messages flooded in like mushrooms after rain:
"Streamer is amazing! Who would have thought of this?!"
"For the safety of the streamer, let's go all out, brothers!"
"Rocket time!"
In an instant, gift effects filled the Live Stream, and my phone vibrated continuously.
"What is that sound?" the woman asked curiously.
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