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Chapter 532: Assassinating King Zhao

    

Chapter 549: Escorted Back to the CapitalChapter 532: Assassinate King Zhao

"Xiaowang knew."

Li Yinhu bowed deeply and said sincerely, "This time, Xiaowang will definitely not disappoint the elder again."

Zhao Xuanji said slowly, "Whether or not you are disappointed, it doesn't really matter. It's just that Your Highness has grand ambitions, but haste makes waste. The affairs of the court are not as simple as right and wrong. Your Highness should think carefully when you go back. Even an old man like me has his limits."

Faced with such a direct knock, Li Yinhǔ did not show any dissatisfaction. He nodded and said, "Then the elder statesman should rest early, I'll take my leave."

Leaving Zhao's mansion, Li Yinhu got into a carriage and returned to his own estate.

Just back, Li Yinhǔ planned to go see Long Huáiyù immediately who was settled in the mansion.

As soon as he stepped through the door, a frown creased his brow.

The smell of blood, thick and heavy.

The smell of blood instantly made Li Yinhu's heart uneasy.

As he turned to leave, he saw two men in black blocking his path.

"Where is the prince going"

A man in black revealed a row of white teeth, his long blood-stained blade held high, and said.

The elder who followed him was recently sent out on an errand. Although there were still dead soldiers left in the mansion, most of them had been taken away. Now was precisely when his personal defense force was at its weakest, but coincidentally, the White Lotus Sect came knocking at this time.

Just then, a hurried footstep sounded.

"Your Highness, flee! There are assassins trying to kill you!"

Li Yinhu immediately turned his head toward the direction the voice came from.

He only saw Xu Wei, who had been promoted to the position of Captain of the Guard, covered in blood with wounds all over his body. Two figures in black were chasing after him frantically as he ran towards himself.

At the sight of this, Li Yin's eyelids twitched wildly.

His first reaction was that Xu Wei was a loyal man, and he must be carefully cultivated afterwards.

Just then, the man in black behind Li Yinhu suddenly attacked, a long blade gleaming menacingly as he lunged for Li Yinhu's vital point.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Xu Wei let out a roar, and with an unknown surge of strength, he rushed forward like lightning, engulfing Li Yinhu in his embrace. In a single turn, he used his own back to shield against the blade.

A flash of blade, accompanied by a spray of blood blossoms. The blood splattered, making the already heavy scent of blood in the mansion even more pungent.

Li Yin's canine teeth were bared, his mouth almost splitting open as he roared at the man in black, "You White Lotus Sect are truly courting death! This prince is a royal highness, the eighth son of the Emperor! You dare to assassinate me!"

That man in black hesitated for a moment, seeming rather uncertain, then said with feigned bravado: "We are not the White Lotus sect."

This black-clad man's words, however, caused Li Yinhu to sneer, "I had some doubts before, but your denial only confirms that you are the White Lotus Sect!"

Another man in black spoke in a low voice: "Don't waste time talking to him, just get started. Time is running out."

As he spoke, four men in black clothes surrounded Li Yinhu from all four directions.

Li Yinhu, who was usually frail, actually grabbed the heavily injured and blood-soaked Xu Wei with one hand at this moment and ran towards the door.

That speed and strength are clearly possessed by someone skilled in martial arts, far beyond the capabilities of an ordinary person.

This scene not only stunned the men in black, but even Xu Wei, who was caught by Li Yinhu's hand, didn't expect it.

Just like that, in the blink of an eye, Li Yinhu had already rushed out of the palace gates and onto the bustling street.

At that moment, shouts came from the end of the street.

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