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"A Da, go outside and see who has the audacity to surround the residence of His Highness the Crown Prince." Xia Ji frowned and instructed.
"Yes." A Da nodded in response, sporting dark circles under his eyes as he strapped on his battle knife and went out.
Last night, A Da had been investigating at the City God Temple all night but found no clues, returning to the Fragrant Pavilion only as dawn approached.
"Mu Master, are there any major forces near Hanjian City?" Xia Ji casually asked.
Knowing that he Xia Ji was staying here and still daring to surround the place shows quite a boldness!
"Your Highness the Crown Prince, have you forgotten? This is Wei County," Mu Master quietly reminded him.
Oh.
Xia Ji recalled that Wei County has a force listed in the ballad of the great powers of the Xuanhuang world, the Canglan Sword Sect.
However, this sect has always been quite low-key; why are they so assertive now?
"The Canglan Sword Sect was the guardian sect of Wei Kingdom a thousand years ago," Su Xiaosan said, still not taking his gaze off the little kitten.
The Canglan Sword Sect was the guardian sect of Wei Kingdom a thousand years ago, and Wei Kingdom was destroyed by the Great Yan Dynasty; one can imagine what attitude the Canglan Sword Sect holds towards the Great Yan Dynasty.
"Why didn't they just eliminate the Canglan Sword Sect back then?" Xiu'er gently stroked the little kitten's fur, comforting it as it began to tremble since being noticed by Su Xiaosan.
"It's not that simple."
Mu Master held a wine jug in one hand and a chicken leg in the other. He took a sip of wine and bit into the chicken meat: "At that time, when we in Northern Yan were at war with Western Chu, we needed to break through Wei Kingdom to secure our supply lines. The frontline troops were already stretched thin, and with a great cultivator from the Cang Lan Sword Sect still alive at that time, if they fought to the death, Northern Yan would also be in a tough spot. Northern Yan promised the Canglan Sword Sect that we would break through Wei Kingdom without touching them, offering them some benefits..."
Xia Ji understood that as long as Wei Kingdom existed, the Canglan Sword Sect would still have the qualifications to negotiate with Northern Yan. However, once Wei Kingdom became Wei County under the rule of Northern Yan Dynasty, the once arrogant Cang Lan Sword Sect would no longer be so bold! This huge psychological gap was not something everyone could bear.
However, in Xia Ji's view, his Uncle Huang kept the Canglan Sword Sect around merely for face. After all, they had initially promised not to touch the Canglan Sword Sect. Once they decided to turn against them and no longer cared about appearances, it was likely that the Cang Lan Sword Sect would be slaughtered in an instant.
"Knock knock knock..."
Xia Ji tapped his fingers on the table several times and looked up to ask, "Is the person in charge of the Canglan Sword Sect really this unreasonable?"
"It's not entirely the fault of the person in charge," Mu Master hesitated for a moment before cautiously saying, "The Cang Song Zhenren of the Canglan Sword Sect has been in seclusion for five hundred years. There are rumors that he turned gray overnight after hearing about the fall of Wei Kingdom, his heart turned to ashes."
Since he entered seclusion, the Canglan Sword Sect has become a place of turmoil. It is rumored that some reckless young disciples are always clamoring to restore the Wei Kingdom.
"Bold!"
Xia Ji slammed his palm on the table, and the entire table along with everything on it was instantly reduced to dust.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince, please calm your anger. The Canglan Sword Sect may speak fiercely, but they have always been quite obedient to our Great Yan," Master Mu said hurriedly, startled.
Although there are many young nobles in the Northern Yan Dynasty who are related to the royal family, spending their days either playing with cats or walking dogs, when it comes to their ancestral heritage, these young lords will don armor and fight on the battlefield!
Since the day Northern Yan established itself as a nation, countless royal family members have died in battle, but not a single one has ever surrendered out of fear!
"Hmm?"
Xia Ji raised an eyebrow. "Are you saying that they harbor animosity towards Northern Yan for work reasons, while complying with Northern Yan for survival?"
"Uh, yes, exactly," Master Mu wiped the large beads of sweat from his forehead and quickly replied.
Xia Ji clenched his fist, making cracking sounds, and said in a deep voice, "Then we must teach the Canglan Sword Sect a lesson!"
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