Tong Xin stood respectfully beside the dragon carriage and whispered, "Your Majesty, this Ye Fanchen is wantonly slaughtering the students of the Imperial City College. Why don't we …"
Before the old Emperor could reply, the First Prince's voice rang out, "Eunuch Tong, what you're saying is that you want Father to agree to you dealing with Ye Fanchen so that you can lure out the Left Marshal and the others and blow this matter up?"
"Your Highness, I …" Tong Xin opened his mouth.
"Hmph!"
The Eldest Prince interrupted Tong Xin with a cold snort and said coldly, "Last time, you attacked Ye Fanchen and lost all face. This time, if you attack Ye Fanchen again, what will others think of the Imperial City of the Snow Land?"
At this point, a mocking smile appeared on the Eldest Prince's face. He continued, "Others will think that the Imperial City of the Snow Land can't even take care of a dog!"
Being compared to a dog in public, if it were anyone else, they might have flared up on the spot. However, Tong Xin did not.
Tong Xin's fair and clean-shaven face remained expressionless. He only cupped his hands and said, "Yes, this servant knows his mistake."
Tong Xin knew very well that the old Emperor's health was deteriorating day by day. Ever since the First Prince was bestowed the Crown Prince Regent Token, his reputation had soared to the point where he was like the sun in the sky.
Once the old Emperor passed away, the Eldest Prince could take over the throne at any time. At that time, the first thing he would do was to get rid of people like Tong Xin, who did not listen to him.
Now that the Second Prince and the Fourth Imperial Prince were eyeing him covetously, Tong Xin naturally did not fear the Eldest Prince.
However, Tong Xin also made up his mind that he would never openly clash with the princes in the future. He would never give them an excuse to attack him!
"Yin 'er, Tong Xin is right. Ye Fanchen slaughtered the students of the Imperial City College. Isn't he too unruly? You …"
The old Emperor's weak voice slowly sounded from the dragon carriage.
The Eldest Prince blinked and quickly knelt on the ground. He cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, Father. I will go and stop Ye Fanchen right now!"
There was a smile on Tong Xin's fair face, and he didn't say anything against it.
Anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that the Eldest Prince had already placed Ye Fanchen in his own faction. Therefore, before the old Emperor could say how Ye Fanchen should be punished, the Eldest Prince had already rushed to stop the matter at hand.
For the sake of Ye Fanchen, he was willing to risk angering the old emperor!
Tong Xin sneered coldly in his heart. The First Prince was thinking too much about this matter that had not even taken shape yet.
Not to mention Ye Fanchen's strength and personality, just based on the strange cultivation technique in his hands, the small Snow Land was simply unable to accommodate a great Buddha like Ye Fanchen!
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Imperial City Academy, 25th, Di Hebi, one sword strike!
Imperial City Academy, 19th place, Gai Deyi, three strikes!
Imperial City Academy, seventh place, Ji Jianbi, seven swords!
Imperial City Academy, fourth place, Qiu Bin, eleven swords!
Among them were countless ordinary disciples of the Imperial City College. As long as they faced Ye Fan Chen, they would only need a single sword strike!
If the chaos did not appear, who could compete?
Ye Fanchen's Thousand Feather Sword was pointed diagonally to the ground. There was not a trace of blood on his plain white robes, but the path that Ye Fanchen walked had already become a flowing river of blood!
"Ye Fanchen!"
A soft call sounded like a sudden clap of thunder.
Ye Fanchen didn't hesitate. His Thousand Feather Sword spun in a circle in his hand and stabbed towards the direction of the voice.
Clang!
The sound of metal colliding rang out, and a series of sparks flew in all directions.
Ye Fanchen glanced at the Piercing Cloud Spear that was knocked away by his sword and looked at Zuo Zhenyun, who was standing behind Nangong Yaner and Bai Ning.
The muscles on Zuo Zhenyun's face twitched a few times as he mouthed to Ye Fanchen, "That is the crown prince!"
Ye Fanchen slowly turned around and faced the crown prince, whose face was deathly pale from the attack. He gently nodded as a salute.
"Ye Fanchen, don't overdo it."
Li Xiuyuan, who was next to Wang Lin, touched his beard and smiled as he called for Ye Fanchen to stop.
When Ye Fanchen had just started his massacre, Li Xiuyuan didn't say anything or make a move to stop Ye Fanchen. This was because Li Xiuyuan was very clear that Ye Fanchen had been schemed against by the students of the Imperial City Academy.
Li Xiuyuan felt ashamed that he had taught such a student, so he didn't have the face to call for Ye Fanchen to stop.
When Ye Fanchen was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, Li Xiuyuan also felt that he deserved to be schemed against when his skill was inferior.
However, now that the people of the Imperial Family had come out, it was about time for this farce to come to an end. If Ye Fanchen continued to kill like this, would this matter only end when all the students of the Imperial City Academy were dead?
Pressure!
A thin layer of sweat slowly appeared on Ye Fanchen's head.
This Li Xiuyuan was actually at a higher cultivation level than him. Although his cultivation level was only at the Natal Opening stage, his sword cultivation was definitely not weak.
Since the old man who called for him to stop was sitting next to Wang Lin, it meant that he was the dean of the Imperial City Academy.
Earlier, when Ye Fanchen was surrounded by the students of the Imperial City Academy, he didn't call for him to stop. Then, when Ye Fanchen killed for revenge, he also didn't do anything to protect his student.
Even if he called for Ye Fanchen to stop now, he was waiting for Ye Fanchen to vent his anger and for his student to be taught a lesson. Only then would he act like he was doing business.
If it was someone like Wang Lin, whose mind was filled with scheming, then he might spend his entire life on the path of martial arts and still not be able to accomplish anything. However, this old man's sword dao cultivation showed that he was someone with a pure heart!
Thinking about this, Ye Fanchen couldn't help but reveal a hint of respect as he looked at the old man.
On the path of the Martial Dao, it was precisely because of existences with such pure hearts that they were able to transform simplicity into complexity and become more and more exquisite and powerful with each passing day!
Li Xiuyuan faintly nodded. He seemed to be very satisfied with the respect that Ye Fanchen revealed when he saw him.
Ye Fanchen sheathed his sword and stood there. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a clear voice, "I know that many of you are dissatisfied with me. You think that I have obtained the qualification to enter the finals directly after fighting with Xiang Yang."
With that, Ye Fanchen looked at the body under his sword and coldly said, "That's why I came today. Since you all delivered yourselves to my doorstep, I'll show you what it means to be an ant."
The group of students from the Imperial City Academy all lowered their heads in guilt.
Trying to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice used to lure it. This was what they had planned for today.
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