With the departure of the two Imperial Guards and Zhou Ling, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
“Alas—” Prince Song shook his head.
No matter what, Great Meng had lost face this time.
Two members of the evil sect had actually infiltrated the Imperial Guards.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Your Highness need not blame yourself. These evil sect demons are becoming more and more powerful, with new secret techniques emerging endlessly, making them difficult to guard against."
“This is a new secret technique?”
“It should be a new secret technique. If such techniques had existed earlier, I fear the imperial court's various departments would have been infiltrated like sieves. Now that it has just emerged, we can still stop it in time.”
“Truly a terrifying secret technique,” Prince Song said in a deep voice.
This was a secret technique that could deceive even Grandmasters.
The Imperial Guards were responsible for guarding the palace, even if only the outer perimeter.
Once they were assassinated by demons, or even devoured by demons, it would be a shocking scandal.
The prestige of the entire Great Meng would be completely lost.
Great Zhen and Great Jing, which were weaker in national strength, had not had such scandals occur.
For the strongest Great Meng to have such a thing happen, people would inevitably ask, is Great Meng a paper tiger?
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Your Highness, my coming to Tianjing has caused trouble for Great Meng."
“What do you mean by that?”
“I have slaughtered too many evil sect demons, and they all wish they could drink my blood and eat my flesh.”
“I have heard a little about it.”
Chu Zhiyuan said, "The demons of Great Jing have already been frightened by my killings. They hate me but dare not assassinate me. The demons of Great Meng only know my name, only have hatred, but no fear, and will definitely assassinate me like madmen."
“Your Grace, the evil sect demons of Great Jing dare not kill you?”
“They dare not now,” Chu Zhiyuan said. “They only fear that I will kill them.”
“This is truly admirable,” Prince Song said with emotion. “Only Your Grace could do such a thing.”
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "It's just a temporary slaughter. After a while, when they recover, they may continue to assassinate me."
“Your Grace's courage is rarely seen in the world,” Prince Song said with emotion.
He had read Chu Zhiyuan's information and was amazed.
The evil sect demons acted strangely and audaciously, and assassinating princes and heirs was not difficult for them.
What Chu Zhiyuan was doing was not leaving himself a way out, but to deal with the endless assassinations of the evil sect.
No one would dare to do this, not even the Emperor.
But Chu Zhiyuan did it.
Was it because he was highly skilled and bold, or was he reckless and impulsive?
This made him very confused.
The feeling Chu Zhiyuan gave him was contradictory.
His temperament was calm and gentle, and one could tell at a glance that he was a man of wisdom, but his actions were reckless and impulsive.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Your Highness, it's not that I'm brave, it's that I can't get over that mental hurdle. Only by destroying these demons can I feel more comfortable."
“I see… ” Prince Song suddenly understood.
He had seen some people like this, who had to personally arrange things neatly when they saw them out of order.
Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand.
The members of the mission behind him began to move.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Your Highness, let's enter the city."
“Please!”
The two walked side by side, Zou Fang followed behind, and the others followed as well.
Chu Zhiyuan walked forward, and upon seeing the officials of Great Meng who had come to welcome them, he cupped his fist and smiled, saying, "You've worked hard."
The crowd was polite but distant, with a hint of arrogance.
As officials of Great Meng, they naturally had a condescending sense of superiority over the officials of Great Jing.
After all, Great Jing's strength was inferior to Great Meng's, and they could only defend against Great Meng's Iron Cavalry of Trampling Clouds, unable to counterattack.
This concept had been cultivated for thousands of years and could not be reversed, not to mention that they did not understand the current changes in Great Jing.
Because of what had happened before, their impression of Chu Zhiyuan was even worse, and maintaining politeness was already the greatest cultivation.
Chu Zhiyuan did not care about their attitude and walked into the city with Prince Song, talking and laughing along the way.
No matter what, this Prince Song was a wonderful person, most suitable for this position.
The two entered the city gate side by side.
The wide city gate even had a bit of sound gathering, and the sound of hooves was particularly loud.
Chu Zhiyuan glanced at the Imperial Guards in the city, and then glanced at the crowd watching the excitement on the surrounding streets, shaking his head and said, "Your Highness, there will be another assassination later."
“Still have?” Prince Song said in surprise, “One wave after another?”
“Yes,” Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, “They regard this opportunity as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could they let it go?”
Although Great Meng would be on guard, they would not be too heavily guarded, after all, they were protecting the heir and mission of Great Jing, not their own heir.
This kind of tight yet loose guard was most suitable for assassination.
Each and every member of the evil sect hated him to the bone, and could not tolerate him living another day.
He was quite surprised that there had been no assassinations by the evil sect along the way.
Now they were finally here.
He nodded to himself, this was the evil sect.
Prince Song smiled and said, "As long as they are not mixed in with the Imperial Guards, then there is nothing to fear."
“Let's still be careful,” Chu Zhiyuan said. “They are the type to go down in flames at the drop of a hat. I wouldn't want to see the Imperial Guards suffer losses.”
Prince Song said, "Your Grace underestimates my Imperial Guards too much."
“Alright, then let's see,” Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile.
The two walked forward, talking and laughing, with the honor guard leading the way.
Prince Song beckoned Hu Ping'an to come over and whispered a few words.
Hu Ping'an nodded lightly, then retreated and found the leader of the Imperial Army to come forward.
He repeated Prince Song's reminder and told them to cheer up and be prepared for an assassination.
There would definitely be an assassination.
The leader of the Imperial Guards nodded solemnly, retracted the defense, and added two more layers of guards to the Great Jing mission.
Especially the defense of Chu Zhiyuan and Prince Song, which was further strengthened by two layers on the original basis.
In this way, it would be almost impossible for the assassins to rush over.
Unless a Grandmaster personally took action and forcibly bombarded them.
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head with a smile.
These Imperial Guards were still too proud and looked down on the evil sect demons.
His reminder was not for them to carefully defend themselves, but to carefully defend his safety.
The mission and the officials of the Ministry of Rites of Great Meng walked forward, along the central avenue, and the crowd on both sides became more and more lively.
They gradually moved towards the prosperous area.
The Imperial Guards were on high alert, ready to prevent anyone from rushing out.
“Bang, bang, bang, bang…”
Suddenly, muffled sounds rang out from a street not far away, followed by noise and screams.
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.
His insight had already discovered that horses had gone mad on the street over there, knocking several people away, and then crashing into a restaurant.
The crowd suddenly surged.
Even though there were city guards in the crowd trying to stop them, it still caused a stampede.
The surging crowd spread outwards, creating a surge that squeezed towards the Imperial Guards.
When these Imperial Guards saw so many people rushing over, they drew their swords one after another, raised them high, and the cold light shot out, forming a powerful shock with the golden armor.
But the crowd was surging, and the people in front wanted to stop, but the people behind squeezed over, unable to stop even if they wanted to.
In the end, the Imperial Guards did not have the heart to kill, but only tried to push forward.
A dozen Imperial Guards stood shoulder to shoulder, leaning forward, using their full strength of Gang Qi to form a dam, firmly blocking the crowd.
A dozen Imperial Guards actually blocked the impact of dozens of people.
They had already tried their best, and then they saw a dozen experts flying over their heads and landing in front of Chu Zhiyuan and Prince Song, rushing towards the two of them.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Your Highness, how is it?"
Prince Song shook his head and sighed, "I'm making a fool of myself."
He seemed not to see the dozen or so assassins rushing over.
