What a pity.
There was no sign of An Qingfeng.
If they could lure An Qingfeng out and get rid of him together, Zhu Men's fire-gathering ceremony would be much safer this time.
An Qingfeng was still cautious. After all, he was King An's dog son. He was as cunning as his father. Without absolute certainty, he would not personally make a move and put himself in danger.
…
Tea Garden Mountain, Mingyuanzhai.
The little prince Zhao Yu sat upright on a velvet cushion. He had a generous bearing, an imposing appearance, and a noble aura.
Beside him, a little red dragon was entwined. The red dragon's scales were golden. Although it was still very young, it already showed that it was extraordinary.
However, this golden-scaled little red dragon was only the little prince Zhao Yu's pet. Some special dragons were like beautiful jade that could nourish people. The breath they exhaled could nourish one's appearance and even slow down aging …
He played with the golden-scaled little red dragon with one hand, looking cynical.
"Zhao Yinge and Lu Mu were both killed by Zhu Minglang? That's expected, "the little prince Zhao Yu said calmly.
Lu Mu was quite strong. He was a very useful assassin, but he was just a servant. If he died, then so be it. At least they could find out Zhu Minglang's approximate strength.
It was a pity for Zhao Yinge.
In any case, he was the Crown Prince and could be considered a relative of Zhao Yu.
Until now, An Qingfeng still had not figured out how Zhao Yinge was kidnapped. It could only be said that the people around Zhu Minglang were not useless.
"Mm, now we at least know that Zhu Minglang came alone. There are no masters from the Zhu Men's inner court behind him," An Qingfeng said.
Zhu Minglang's appearance had indeed made An Qingfeng and Zhao Yu wary and wary.
If their plan had already been discovered by the Zhu Men's inner court, and Zhu Minglang still had some top elders behind him, then they could only continue to endure and let them take the earth fire.
Although Zhao Yinge and Lu Mu were dead.
But his death was worth it.
"Actually, I do hope that he can stir up some waves. To be honest, ever since he was crippled, the Imperial Capital has become somewhat boring. Every time I see those so-called peerless geniuses from the major powers, I find them laughable. They don't even have the qualifications to compete with me." Zhao Yu didn't care about the death of his two subordinates at all.
"How pitiful. The people we saw as threats in the past are now like frogs in a pond. Other than their annoying cries, they can't do anything else," An Qingfeng said with a smile.
Zhao Yu was about to be crowned king. Not only would he become the youngest king of the Extreme Court Continent, but he would also reach a higher level that no one in the mortal world could even look up to. He would truly be a man of heaven.
As for him, An Qingfeng, he now controlled the fates of hundreds of forces and dozens of nations in the Extreme Court Continent. Those who had once disobeyed King An's Residence had all surrendered and followed him around …
The Zhu Sect was indeed not easy to deal with, but it was impossible for them to be completely airtight. In the end, they still had weaknesses and openings.
This Zhu Men's small inner court was basically in An Qingfeng's pocket under his plans.
Then he looked at Zhu Minglang.
He was no different from a stray dog that didn't even dare to return home.
He thought he had understood some things, but in the end, he was still a frog in a pond in the pouring rain. He was just jumping around randomly.
"They're no longer on the same level." Little Prince Zhao Yu's lips curled. His attitude towards Zhu Minglang was not one of disdain. Instead, it was one of pity and distress.
"Yes, there are only a few people who can compete with us now," An Qingfeng said. "But there's something I'm very confused about. Did Consort Wen of the Xu Kingdom do this on purpose? Why did she choose this piece of trash?"
At the mention of Consort Wen, the young prince Zhao Yu's pupils constricted. The little red dragon that had been swimming slowly on his arm seemed to sense its master's aura and immediately hid under the table in fear.
After a while, the little red dragon came out. Seeing its master's gentle appearance, it slowly returned to his hand.
"The Xu Kingdom has always been unwilling to have anything to do with the imperial capital, especially the royal family. Consort Wen's attitude was expected," the young prince Zhao Yu said calmly.
"In the end, she doesn't know what's good for her and thinks she's extraordinary. She'll regret it!" An Qingfeng snorted coldly.
The young prince Zhao Yu was made king.
And there were a few candidates for the position of Princess Consort. Every Prince, Zhao Yu, would personally visit. Logically speaking, every candidate for Princess Consort should be given a grand welcome. If one was chosen, it would be a supreme honor and flattering.
But one of the candidates didn't give face to a prince.
This person was Consort Wen of the Xu Kingdom.
As one of the candidates for the position of king, she flatly refused and made it clear to the Jiting Dynasty that she was already engaged. That person was Zhu Minglang.
Originally, Zhao Yu didn't even need to come to Qin City, because the only woman he liked who could match his status, strength, and power was Consort Wen.
As a result, when he went to the Xu Kingdom, Consort Wen Lingfei revealed her identity as Princess Luo Shui. Everyone in the Xu Kingdom knew that Princess Luo Shui had already chosen a son-in-law and spent a beautiful night in the Princess Palace. Everyone in the capital of the Xu Kingdom witnessed the incomparably gorgeous and romantic fireworks in the palace …
After losing the most suitable king, Zhao Yu came all the way to Qin City to see the next candidate, Li Caimo, the daughter of the City Lord of Qin City and one of the nine clans of the Ni Sea.
"The Zhu Sect and the Sword Sect have always depended on each other. I also expected this result," Zhao Yu said coldly.
"Why don't I be more ruthless and get rid of Zhu Minglang completely? Li Caimo is indeed a good candidate, but she's still inferior to Consort Wen. In terms of cultivation, she can't be compared to Consort Wen, "An Qingfeng said in a low voice.
"Haha, do you think I'm the kind of person who picks up other people's broken shoes?" Zhao Yu's words were somewhat cold.
Seeing Zhao Yu's change of expression, An Qingfeng immediately realized that he had said something wrong. He hurriedly patted his face and smiled apologetically. "I didn't mean that. The legitimate king has no right. She's just a plaything. With your status, even a plaything has to be at the level of the female leader of the Mount Ming Sword Sect!"
These words made Zhao Yu's expression soften a little. He slowly put on a smile and said to An Qingfeng, "Doesn't that depend on your King An's Imperial Residence? Your King An's Imperial Residence has taken down the Zhu Clan. How could the Sword Sect dare to go against our Imperial Family?"
"Our King An's Mansion won't let you down," An Qingfeng continued to smile.
"Get rid of him," Zhao Yu said.
"Get rid of what … Oh, oh, I'll definitely get it done. I guarantee that before you leave Qin City, Zhu Minglang will disappear from this world!" An Qingfeng immediately understood and said hurriedly.
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