Xia Wanli's coachman was actually more than just a coachman.
His original name was Lu Zonglin. He used to be a big thief in the south of the Yangtze River. Once, he was encountered by a disciple of the Tianyi Sword Pavilion, so he was taken into the Sword Pavilion, marked as a sword slave, and became the slave of the Tianyi Sword Pavilion.
In any case, bandits were usually equivalent to prisoners on death row, and the government would turn a blind eye to this.
The Tianyi Sword Pavilion had its own ways to control sword slaves.
Once a person had been enslaved for a long time, he would develop a habit, a very terrible servility.
Lu Zonglin had been in the Sword Pavilion for a long time, and every disciple of the Sword Pavilion treated him like their ancestor, not to mention Xia Wanli. After sending Xia Wanli to the Second Prince's Mansion, Xia Wanli immediately went to inquire about Yan Li's identity and whereabouts.
When he was walking on the street and thinking about which "old friend" he should ask for help, he happened to walk to the notice wall distributed in every square in the capital.
When he walked past the notice wall with his head down, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a familiar figure. He couldn't help but stop to take a look, and then he saw the wanted poster of Yan Li. Although the drawing was rough, the general outline had been drawn, so he recognized Yan Li at a glance. He couldn't help but say with joy,
"It turns out to be a lewd thief!"
He immediately put up the wanted poster and hurried back to the Second Prince's Mansion. He ran straight to the back garden, but saw his master talking with a nobleman, so he had to calm down and wait.
"Brother Wanli, it has been more than two years since we last met in the Sword Pavilion. I really miss the Sword Pavilion for a long time. How is Sect Leader Xia doing? Is his old illness better?"
The one who spoke was a young man in a blue dragon robe on the pavilion, with his back facing the window.
Xia Wanli was excited. He cupped his fists and said, "Thanks to the elixirs Second Prince gave me, my father is in good health, and what he said is true."
"What did the old Sect Leader say?" The young man asked curiously.
"My father said that Second Prince is kind and courteous. If there is a wise ruler like you, the country will be prosperous and the people will be at peace," Xia Wanli said respectfully.
The young man hurriedly raised his finger and made a 'shh' gesture. He smiled bitterly and said, "Old Sect Leader, you're being too serious. I've never dared to have any improper thoughts about the throne. It belongs to my elder brother. Please don't say such things again. It's fine in my residence, but if it were to spread out, it would be bad to provoke gossip."
"Yes, I am talking nonsense. Please don't take it to heart, Your Highness," Xia Wanli said.
"Don't call me Second Prince. I have an inexplicable fate with the Sword Pavilion." The young man walked up and patted Xia Wanli's shoulder, "On the day we parted, we agreed that we would call each other brothers in the future. Have you forgotten?"
"Your Highness still remembers!" Xia Wanli was so excited that he didn't know where to put his hands. Although he was excited, he still maintained a bit of rationality. "Even if we call each other brothers, it can only be in private. I would never dare to do so in front of outsiders."
"Just do whatever you want. Don't think too much." At this point, the young man paused for a moment before he suddenly smiled and said, "Many experts have come for this examination …"
But then he raised his finger and shook it, "No, no, those people are not just masters. They are the top disciples of various sects. Let alone others, Yu Qiuyu, the last disciple of Immortal Guan, is the new Sword Son of the Heavenly Sword Peak. I just received the news that he has arrived."
Xia Wanli said in a low voice, "I'm confident that I won't be worse than any of them."
"Alright!" The young man patted his shoulder heavily, his eyes shining brightly. "What a coincidence. Those Heaven's Prides are preparing to have a meeting. They probably want to find out each other's background. My royal sister is also invited."
"Princess Duanyang is going too?" Xia Wanli's face lit up.
"Yes, I know you have feelings for her, and you know I support you." The young man encouraged, "Although you are not invited, you can go with Brother Wang as his attendant. It's good to observe those people in advance."
"Of course, it's only in name," he immediately added.
Xia Wanli's heart was boiling. "I understand. Thank you, Your Highness!"
"Yu Qiuyu is already there. You can go with Brother Wang now." The young man shouted outside, "Brother Wang, you can come in."
"Hehe." A hoarse laugh sounded, and a hooded man in a black robe walked in slowly, biting a reed in his mouth. His behavior seemed a little frivolous, but the scar on his forehead gave off an exceptionally fierce feeling.
"Brother Wang." Facing this person, Xia Wanli was not so enthusiastic. He just cupped his hands indifferently.
This man was even colder. He directly ignored his greeting and said to the young man, "Can we go now?"
This person was called Wang Yan, a rising star of the Divine Weapon Clan.
"Go," the young man said.
Wang Yan immediately turned around and left.
The anger in Xia Wanli's heart rose, but he remembered that the second prince was just beside him. He could only follow with a sullen face.
Lu Zonglin had been waiting outside for a long time. When he saw his master coming out, he quickly went up and whispered, "Young Master, I've found him."
"So fast?" Xia Wanli was taken aback. Since when did this sword slave become so useful?
Lu Zonglin handed the arrest warrant to Xia Wanli as if he was presenting a treasure. "Look, this is the person. He's a pervert. He actually swaggered into the capital in a carriage. I think he's not used to the taste of prison food."
"It'll be easier if you know who it is." Xia Wanli said indifferently, "It's just a pervert. There's no need to rush. Come with me first."
"Understood," Lu Zonglin replied respectfully.
Wang Yan walked in front and sneered, "It looks like your opponent is only at that level. Aren't you afraid of embarrassing yourself by following me?"
Xia Wanli was so angry that he laughed and said, "You don't have to worry about the level of my opponent. I'm just giving face to the second prince and going over to support you. Obviously, the second prince is more afraid that you will embarrass him."
Wang Yan let out a hoarse sneer and didn't even bother to reply. It was obvious that he didn't put Xia Wanli in his eyes at all.
Xia Wanli's face gradually sank.
They didn't talk along the way and came to a small forest that was full of vitality.
The three of them passed through the forest and came to the shore of a small lake. Xia Wanli immediately saw the figure on the other side of the lake that he missed so much. He couldn't help but shout, "Your Royal Highness, how have you been?"
Before the lady on the other side of the lake could respond, Xia Wanli suddenly felt someone pulling his sleeve. He turned around and glared at Lu Zonglin.
Lu Zonglin looked as if he had seen a ghost. He pointed at the lake on his left and said, "Young Master, look! That's the person who destroyed our carriage!"
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