Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The shadow guard who entered belonged to Ming Fucheng. Ming Fucheng would only mobilize his shadow guards for his private, personal matters.
“Gather 10 people imdiately and accompany to the west tower tonight,” Ming Fucheng instructed.
‘What?!” The shadow guard was alard.
The west tower was along the border of Zhanling Empire. They would be headed for their graves if they went there.
They would never send people there when there was no war, let alone now. Zhan Beiye’s army was based there. But Ming Fucheng wanted to go with only 10 people?
He looked up at Ming Fucheng and suggested, “Your Highness, that’s… that’s not a good idea. If you have anything you’d like to do, please instruct to do it. As for you… I don’t think you should go, right?”
“I told you to make the arrangents, so do it. Why are you nagging ?”
Ming Fucheng did not want to hear the shadow guard’s nonsense. He only wanted to confirm if that person was Qian Jiyun as soon as possible.
“Do I need to listen to you when I want to do sothing? Gather the people. If you’re afraid, you don’t have to co.” His expression was stern as he glanced at the shadow guard.
“Your Highness, that’s not what I ant.”
The shadow guard did not dare to say that. It was his duty to protect him. He could die, but nothing should happen to Ming Fucheng. This was his responsibility as a shadow guard.
“I’ll make the arrangents now.”
In the end, he agreed and turned around to leave.
“A bunch of trash!” Ming Fucheng cursed at the shadow guard’s back, as if doing so would release his anger.
He wondered why things hadn’t been going well since he t Qian Jiyun. He couldn’t help but wonder if Qian Jiyun had faked his dislike for Yue Qingcheng when he actually liked her.
That was why Qian Jiyun kept targeting and restricting him at every turn, and now, he even wanted to interfere with his dealing with Zhan Beiye!
“Yue Qingcheng, you should die at Huayan Peak and never co back!” He cursed and exhaled heavily.
That night, at the border between Zhanling Empire and Yueming Empire, two groups of people were rushing forward from different directions. Soon, they bumped into each other.
“Qian Jiyun, it’s really you!”
Even without the moonlight, Ming Fucheng could see Qian Jiyun’s face clearly.
He was very excited. If he could obtain an artifact that could allow him to travel freely between planes, he could go to other planes instead of staying in this useless plane.
Although he was born and raised here, he had seen people of higher standing. If he had the chance to leave, why would he stay trapped in this plane for the rest of his life?
“Tsk. What a coincidence!”
Qian Jiyun did not appear pleased when he saw Ming Fucheng and the others around him. Instead, he stepped back, shielding An Jiuyue behind him.
“Hehe! What a coincidence indeed.’
Ming Fucheng looked at An Jiuyue, whom Qian Jiyun was protecting.
He recalled Qian Jiyun leading a woman away from the city wall. She must be the wife he had been looking for for years.
Ming Fucheng never expected Qian Jiyun to bring another person into a plane where he did not belong.
It was a pleasant surprise! Could he also take the people most loyal to him to other planes?
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