"Fourth brother, why are you talking to him?" Rong Yan said impatiently. It was not that he couldn't hold back his anger, but that time didn't wait for others. If they didn't take the people back before the matter was even out, when Rong Jin knew about it, Rong Hao would definitely be dead. If this were the case, it would be a serious blow to Rong Yan's reputation and the morale of the Duan Prince's Mansion. As long as the person was in their hands, there would be less constraints when negotiating conditions with Rong Jin.

Rong Yan stared at Bu Yutang in a steady state and said, "Master Bu, you have considered touching me lightly. Hao'er is the emperor's grandson. If you hurt him, it will be of no benefit to you. To put it bluntly, I don't know that he has a son, but... you only have one life."

Bu Yutang smiled uncommonly and said, "Thank you for your advice, but... I have also recovered this life. Even if I lose it, it is worthy of it."

"If you don't want toast, you will be punished!" Rong Rong said coldly: "Come here, I will take back the second young master for me! If there is any obstacle, kill me, don't worry!"

"Yes, Prince!" The guards who followed Rong Yan and Rong Yan responded in unison.

Bu Yutang grabbed Rong Hao, who was tied tightly with one hand, and held the knife with the other hand, staring vigilantly at the people in front of him. Suddenly, a cold voice came from outside the door, "Rong Yan, who do you want to kill?"

A black shadow flashed, and Rong Jin had already appeared at the door of the lobby. He stood with his hands behind his back, and his black brocade dress seemed to blend into his long ink hair. He could only see his cold and fair face as cold jade, and the Shura Sword that looked like an ominous colored light flashed between his fingers.

Everyone didn't even know when he walked into the yard, but when they turned around, they saw him standing at the door with a cold expression. Rong Yan and Rong Yan couldn't help but feel nervous. How high is Rong Jin's martial arts...?

"My name Bu Yutang bowed to Your Majesty." When he saw Rong Jin, Bu Yutang was relieved, and without hesitation, he put down his knife and leaned over and knelt down to worship.

The others came to their senses and said, "Keep to Your Majesty."

Rong Jin snorted lightly and stepped into the hall. When he walked to Rong Hao, he heard it. He looked up and down carefully at Rong Hao who was trapped like a zongzi in front of him, and asked softly: "Who asked you to assassinate Ziqing?"

Rong Hao glared at Rong Jin angrily, unable to struggle with the rope that Xia Xiuzhu tied up with his own hands. Rong Jin didn't care, so he raised the Shura knife and picked the rope. The rope that was originally trapped in Rong Hao could not move immediately fell to the ground. Rong Hao opened his eyes wide and watched the sharp blade slowly moving on his body in horror. Such a thick rope was even broken without any force, which shows that this seemingly flashy and short crimson knife is definitely a sharp blade that can blow the hair.

"Back to me, who asked you to assassinate Qingqing?" Rong Jin asked again patiently. Rong Hao opened his mouth and said with some difficulty: "No... no one..."

It was not that he had tried to disperse, but for some reason he couldn't even lift the strength to move.

"So, you just want to kill Ziqing alone?" Rong Jin asked Youyouyou: "Very good, how do you think I should deal with you? How about chopping you and feeding you to the dog? No... Ziqing raises a little fox, how about cutting you a piece of meat to feed the fox a day?"

"You...you..."

"Your Majesty!" Rong Yan changed his color next to him and said, "Your Majesty, this is because the son of the dog is reckless. Please forgive him for his crime. I will definitely let him go and think about Gu Xiang's apologies."

"Apologize?" Rong Jin sneered, "If he succeeded today, if Ziqing was injured or even... do you think it is useful to apologize?"

Rong Yan sneered: "I am just a slander. Even if Hao'er dies, he is still a slander for the West Yue Dynasty. What's the big deal? Could it be that Gu Liuyun's little face is not as good as Hao'er's orthodox royal bloodline, your nephew?"

Rong Jin sneered sarcastically, "Bi? Why should I compare these trash with Ziqing? I said, whoever dares to move Ziqing, I will kill him! Now... Rong Hao, are you ready to die? Don't worry, I won't let you die so quickly..."

Rong Hao looked at the knife in Rong Jin's hand slowly gently slashing on him, and there was a cold pain almost immediately on his body. Then Rong Hao watched the blood seep out of his body, and the black clothes wet on his body also made the knife in Rong Jin's hand look more vivid and eye-catching.

Rong Hao even felt a bone-broken chill quickly invade his bones from the wound under the blade, and he suddenly felt like he fell into the cold cave.

"No...no! It's not me...not me alone!" Rong Hao shouted tremblingly.

A hint of coldness flashed in Rong Jin's eyes, "Who else?"

Under the demon red blade, Rong Hao had to tremble and spit out his names one by one. They were the names of the royal grandsons of each family's royal palace and some children of aristocratic families with good relationship with Rong Hao.

Rong Jin smiled coldly, took back the Shura Sword and ordered Bu Yutang, "Go and bring all these people here,"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Bu Yutang said carefully. Although Rong Jin was not furious, Bu Yutang instinctively felt a dangerous aura. He couldn't help but shudder in his heart. His Majesty is about to ascend the throne, isn't he going to start a big killing? Should he notify Mr. Gu?

"There are also princes from various prefectures, lords above the marquis, and ministers above the first rank, come here." Rong Jin continued.

"It's Your Majesty." Knowing that things might not end well, Bu Yutang responded quickly and ran out without stopping. The calm Your Majesty is so terrible!

The lobby was silent for a moment. Rong Jin sat in the lobby with a lazy look staring at the people below. Below, Rong Yan and Rong Yan's faces were a little ugly. Since Rong Jin entered the door, he had never said a word to them, and obviously he didn't take them seriously at all. If it were normal, Rong Yan would have been furious, but now, when they didn't know Rong Jin's strength, they had to endure it.

Rong Hao, who had been holding on with a arrogant face before, was at this moment, and the wound on his body slowly bleeded out of blood, as if he could not heal at all, and his face gradually became pale.

Tonight should have been an ordinary night, but with the emperor's edict, almost all the important officials in the capital came to Fengtian Prefecture to meet. For a moment, no one except a few people knew what happened, and they were a little nervous for a while. They did not forget that there are still many important officials in Fengtian Prefecture.
Chapter completed!