How could there possibly be such a young Martial God in this world...
Hong Ying suppressed the impossible thought in her heart and stopped trying to decipher the indistinct sparring, beginning to ponder another matter.
Although Song Zhong betrayed His Highness, such a strong figure has joined His Highness's side, I wonder what arrangents His Highness will make.
Would he gather all the experts under his command for a decapitation strike?
No, the defense in the capital is tight, with an army of a million. Before His Highness ascends the throne, he will only be seen as a rebel and cannot expect support.
Moreover, the Divine Temple and the State Preceptor are in Shengjing.
But there is still another opportunity.
Hong Ying's eyes flickered as she thought of the Spring Hunting. If they took action during the Spring Hunting, it could be a good opportunity.
But with His Majesty's illness, will the Crown Prince attend the Spring Hunting?
Hong Ying pondered and decided to include this plan in the lineup, in case His Highness finds it useful.
Bang——
Amidst her thoughts, a deafening thud ca from the rooftop. Hong Ying instinctively looked up to see His Highness and the mysterious visitor exchanging blows, each punch landing solidly.
The Vigorous Force was like overwhelming waves, causing the entire Qin Prince Mansion to tremble.
'His Highness truly isn't a match...'
Hong Ying thought silently, as the masked young man even leisurely spared energy to protect the buildings of the Qin Prince Mansion.
The gap among the Eighteen Martial Saints shouldn't be this vast, so could this mysterious person really be a Martial God?
"Master, Zhiyu is hungry!"
In the courtyard, Zhiyu's voice interrupted Lu Jin'an's offense. He withdrew his attack slowly, "Your Highness, let's call it a day."
Dongfang Xinglan, with beads of sweat on her forehead, nodded and jumped into the courtyard to say to Ming Lan, "Go prepare breakfast."
"As you command." Ming Lan quickly went to arrange it after handing Dongfang Xinglan a handkerchief.
Dongfang Xinglan looked at Lu Jin'an and handed over the handkerchief, speaking softly, "Want to wash up first?"
"Hmm..." Lu Jin'an nodded, looking at Hong Ying, "Since you sealed the city gates when you entered, take the opportunity to check who might leak the movents of the Qin Prince Mansion."
Hong Ying was taken aback; could this person see all of Jiangde City?
At this ti, Dongfang Xinglan said, "It's too late now, there must have been carrier pigeon ssages."
"No." Lu Jin'an placed his hands on Zhiyu's shoulders, stating calmly, "Not even a mouse will leave Jiangde City."
That's why he had Zhiyu shout just now.
Although Zhiyu is silly, so instincts of a demon beast are inborn, like different roars representing different anings.
After Zhiyu's shout, no animal dared to act rashly.
After all, the animals that can be called 'demons' in the Eastern Dynasty are few and far between.
"Huh?" Dongfang Xinglan looked at Lu Jin'an thoughtfully and recalled the scene of chickens crouching on the ground she saw earlier.
She looked at Zhiyu, realizing that this adorable, beautiful girl was a high-bloodline Great Demon.
"Why?" Hong Ying asked curiously.
"Nothing." Dongfang Xinglan raised her hand, "Go gather so people to arrest them."
"As you command."
Hong Ying quickly saluted with a clenched fist and retreated to gather people. Lu Jin'an looked at Zhiyu again, instructed her a few words, after which Zhiyu shouted again, then turned to hug Lu Jin'an, seemingly shy.
Lu Jin'an smiled; the little girl was understanding the aning of 'like' more and more, quite nice.
Following Zhiyu's shout, countless birds flew up over Jiangde City, initially heading outside the city, then cautiously flew back after circling for a while.
So everyone in the Qin Prince Mansion, including Dongfang Xinglan, witnessed an incredible scene.
Birds and beasts, as if worshipping a god, piously prostrated themselves in the courtyard of the Qin Prince Mansion. If there wasn't enough room in the courtyard, they stood on the walls, and if the walls weren't enough, they prostrated on the street outside...
The grandeur even attracted the citizens of the city.
"Your Highness." Lu Jin'an looked at Dongfang Xinglan, "Isn't it ti to create so montum? For instance, see that fox, it could cry out 'Southwest rises, Qin Prince triumphs,' or sothing like that, you get it?"
Dongfang Xinglan looked at him thoughtfully, while the female official Xu Wan spoke up, "Young master, even if you create montum this way, it won't matter, not to ntion there aren't speaking animals, and besides, the Observatory has too many ans to deal with these little tricks."
The Eastern Dynasty has a history of 4,449 years, in which countless rebellions have occurred. So-called slogans for uprising are abundant in the history books.
Lu Jin'an calmly raised his hand, and a white fox lying on the ground was drawn into his hand.
"Who said a fox can't speak?"
While speaking, Lu Jin'an pried open the mouth of the white fox and fed it an elixir, gently stroking its head, with a strand of undetectable Spiritual Power wrapped within the Vigorous Force of his palm.
In the gradually widening eyes of the female official and guards of the Prince Mansion, the white fox's body began to emit a white radiance, Lu Jin'an pulled a bed sheet from his storage space, and the Transforming white fox beca a girl with fox ears and a fox tail, kneeling on the ground.
"This... how can it be!?"
Xu Wan stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the fox that had turned into a girl, listening in disbelief to the human words jumping from her mouth.
"Little Monster thanks the Immortal for the gift of fate."
Xu Wan gaped at the fox-eared girl kneeling on the ground, unconsciously taking a few steps back.
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