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Arriving at Prince Xin's Mansion, Gu Qiaoqiao circled around to the side wall of the estate. With a leap, she jumped over the wall and, taking advantage of the guards passing by, stealthily made her way to the room where Scarface was located. She quietly lifted a tile and listened to the conversation between Scarface and Prince Xin.
Under normal circumstances, such a task could be accomplished with a simple invisibility technique, but for some reason, the Primordial Celestial Demon’s fragmented memories did not include it. Keke found it useless and decided to discard it altogether.
"Your Highness!" Scarface rushed back without turning his head, still unable to process the bizarre killing technique he had just witnessed from Gu Na. He stammered as he spoke.
"What happened? Did you complete the task?" Prince Xin fiddled with his wolf hair brush at his desk, appearing somewhat reluctant to part with it.
"Y-yes, Your Highness. That guy... he... I don't deny it. He just extended his leg, and all of his men... they were gone."
"Useless!"
Hearing Scarface's words, Prince Xin shouted angrily but was also afraid of damaging his brush. He carefully set it down and randomly picked up a book from his desk to throw at Scarface.
"Then how am I supposed to live?"
Scarface relayed that message, and Keke was awakened by Prince Xin's outburst, no longer stammering.
Prince Xin approached Scarface, picked up a nearby stool, and swung it toward him while Gu Yi on the roof shook his head at the scene below.
He said, "Some things are beyond your qualification to know."
"Beyond my qualification to know?" Prince Xin muttered that phrase as he set down the chair beneath him. He then looked at Scarface and asked how he managed to eliminate those people.
Looking at Prince Xin's face, Scarface recalled the terrifying scene from earlier, his body starting to tremble involuntarily. The sight made Prince Xin frown; what kind of situation could frighten a person who danced on the edge of death like that?
"He just bent over, then extended his left leg, revealing a patch of red. Yes, it was something pale pink, flickering like flames. When he turned around, he found that all his brothers were dead. He was like a devil, a true devil."
Prince Xin gestured for Yi Dong to step back, his mind racing with Scarface's words about the pale pink flames that killed without a trace. Some things were beyond his understanding; they were not meant for someone like him, and he wondered what they were truly after.
He approached the desk and picked up the interpretation of a poem sent by Consort Jin Mingyue from the palace. The Watchtower and Wuyue referred to light, which clearly indicated that he was aware of his identity. Could it be that someone from No Sect was involved?
Prince Xin felt uneasy and quickly donned an outer robe before heading towards the palace gates.
Gu quietly followed behind Prince Xin, curious about where he would go. If Prince Xin was indeed fixated on imperial power, there must be someone in the Lu State palace. If not in the palace but somewhere else, that would be even more interesting.
Bu Luo never expected that Prince Xin would head to the academy.
Watching Prince Xin enter the academy, Gu Zhi realized that this time, the stakes were high. Perhaps he was hiding from pursuers and had no choice but to seek a new identity. He had no idea how one could conceal their identity or if there were any enlightened individuals in the Outer Court.
At this point, Gu felt it was inappropriate to follow Prince Xin into the academy. As a representative of Mok Ming Academy, there were likely few cultivators guarding the Outer Court; it wouldn't be Coco's style. Gu also didn't know his true strength level yet, so he decided to retreat for now. Sooner or later, someone enlightened would come into contact with him.
Quietly returning to the courtyard of Jingzhao Mansion, as soon as Gu pushed open the door, he heard a voice that startled him. He hadn't realized there was someone in the room, and it was quite dimly lit—he had been careless.
"Where have you been?" In the room stood Zhang Chenyu, seemingly waiting specifically for Gu's return.
"I guessed you would."
"Tch, who cares," he said. "If he tells me not to let his people harm anyone, then if something happens, he'll have to take responsibility."
Gu Dian Deng saw Zhang Chenyu looking eastward, biting back laughter at himself. Suddenly, he found it quite amusing; tomorrow night, he probably would scare that Young Lady half to death.
"Don't worry, the people who die tomorrow will likely be in a mess themselves. The Government won't investigate; they'll act as if nothing happened. For those involved, the consequences of such matters are as trivial as eating or drinking. In Ying City, incidents like this probably happen every day. I should have gotten used to it by now."
"Who’s like me? A devil," Zhang Chenyu scoffed, then settled down to sleep.
It was already quite late.
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