With the forest as the center, they circled around the perimeter and spread outwards.
After spreading out for more than a mile, someone finally noticed Chu Li.
Chu Li was sitting cross-legged under a pine tree, motionless. White steam was rising from the top of his head.
The Protector who noticed him did not make a sound. He walked over with his head lowered and whispered, "Head Chief, let's go!"
Chu Li slowly opened his eyes.
The Protector was Song Chengping, a Grandmaster. He was not too eye-catching among the masters of the Public House. He was handsome but had a dull personality. He was quiet and did not like to talk to people. That was why people often ignored him after they got to know each other.
At this moment, Song Chengping stared at Chu Li. "If His Royal Highness finds you, he will definitely take the opportunity to kill you."
Chu Li smiled. "I'm fine. If I can't beat him, I can still escape."
"Then don't show that you're injured." Song Chengping hesitated and shook his head. "Or else His Royal Highness will not let go of this opportunity."
Chu Li laughed. "His Royal Highness has seen me injured before."
"Sigh … that's true. I was so anxious that I became muddled!" Song Chengping slapped his forehead.
Chu Li said, "It's okay. How is His Royal Highness now?"
"His Royal Highness' martial arts has been crippled. Everyone is injured." Song Chengping said helplessly. "The masters of Amethyst Mountain are really powerful. Everyone is no match for them. If they wanted to kill His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness would not have survived."
Chu Li sighed. "Who would dare to kill His Royal Highness?"
"That's true." Song Chengping smiled. "Head Chief, you have to be careful. His Royal Highness is not in a good mood. Once he sees you, he will definitely explode and blame everything on you!"
Chu Li nodded. "Indeed, I have implicated everyone."
"Head Chief, is your injury alright?" Song Chengping asked.
Chu Li smiled. "It's not a big deal."
"I think it's better for you to return to the Public House first. Wait for His Royal Highness to calm down before you appear. Otherwise, His Royal Highness will take it out on you."
Chu Li sighed. "His Royal Highness is really pitiful. Why did he get his martial arts crippled?"
"I know." Song Chengping smiled bitterly. "His Royal Highness is really pitiful. No man can take it, let alone His Royal Highness!"
"We can't spare these people from Amethyst Mountain!" Chu Li scoffed.
"Chief, then …" Song Chengping said.
His greatest wish was to stop provoking the Amethyst Mountain. They were as fast as ghosts, truly terrifying.
Chu Li said, "I'll have to disappoint Brother Song's good intentions. I'll have to meet the Royal Highness anyway."
"But …" Song Chengping hurriedly said.
Chu Li smiled. "Don't worry, if the Royal Highness really wants to kill me, I will escape."
"Sigh … alright." Song Chengping looked at Chu Li helplessly.
He felt that the Chief Steward still wanted to see his highness in this situation, it was a bit pedantic. His highness' palm strike was too chilling, but the Chief Steward acted like nothing had happened and didn't mind at all. He was too loyal!
Chu Li said, "Let's go, I'll go back with you."
"… Head Chief, are we really going back?" Song Chengping asked.
Chu Li nodded.
"Alright." Song Chengping said no more, and the two of them walked back together.
King An was sitting in front of the bonfire, his face was gloomy.
When he thought about how he needed five years to recover his cultivation level, his heart was filled with anger. He wanted nothing more than to cut Geng Huarong into a thousand pieces.
But he also knew that he couldn't do anything to Geng Huarong.
Geng Huarong was a disciple of the previous generation of the Amethyst Mountain, hiding there. No matter how powerful the masters of the imperial court were, they wouldn't dare to go to the Amethyst Mountain. This was a tacit agreement between the imperial court and the four major sects. Whoever broke it first, the consequences would be unpredictable.
Even if the Emperor knew that his martial arts were crippled by the people of the Amethyst Mountain, he wouldn't stand up for him. He would only blame himself for not being capable.
In the eyes of the Emperor, as long as he didn't die, he wouldn't stand up for his son.
"Your Royal Highness, the Head Chief is back," Xu Ning said.
King An's eyes widened, and he looked coldly at Chu Li who was walking slowly towards him.
Chu Li's face was pale, and he closed fist saluted. "Your Royal Highness, I'm back."
"Why did you come back?" King An said coldly. "You didn't take the opportunity to escape, but came back to walk right into the trap?"
Chu Li smiled. "Protecting Your Royal Highness is my duty, how could I run away?"
"You're really dutiful!" King An gritted his teeth and glared at him. "If it wasn't for you, the people of the Amethyst Mountain wouldn't have come. That Geng Huarong injured me in order to force you to show yourself. You were hiding at the side, watching me get injured, and purposely didn't come out, am I right?"
Chu Li said, "I was afraid that I would implicate everyone, so I ran far away. What do you mean by that, Your Royal Highness? … They ran back to deal with Your Royal Highness? "
"Hmph!" King An gritted his teeth and sneered. "Ran far away? If they really ran far away, why would they come looking for us! "
Chu Li shook his head. "They thought that they had the advantage of numbers, and that I would run back to seek protection."
"You didn't come back?"
"Your Royal Highness, their Light-body Technique is too powerful. Even if I came back, it would be useless." Chu Li shook his head. "I wonder if Your Royal Highness' injuries are serious?"
"Not serious!" King An said while gritting his teeth.
Chu Li let out a long sigh of relief. "That's good."
Xu Ning said, "Your Royal Highness' martial arts has been crippled, and the injuries on your body are extremely serious."
"His martial arts were crippled?" Chu Li was shocked. "That can't be, right? Why would the people from the Amethyst Mountain cripple Your Royal Highness' martial arts? "
Xu Ning sighed. "They're probably afraid that Your Royal Highness will take revenge."
The words of a Royal Highness with profound martial arts and a Royal Highness without martial arts carried a completely different weight.
In today's world, martial arts were respected, and martial arts was the foundation. Even the princes were no exception. The strength of martial arts was an important criterion for inheriting the throne. If one's martial arts was too weak, he would not be able to become an Enlightened Master even if he ascended the throne.
Chu Li frowned. "What a vicious thought! … When will Your Royal Highness' martial arts recover? "
"Three years." Xu Ning said, "Head Chief, the most important thing now is Your Royal Highness' health."
Chu Li looked at King An.
King An's eyes seemed to be spitting fire. He glared at him. "Guards!"
Zheng Lide, whose face was sallow and breathing weak, quickly responded, "Your Royal Highness!"
The Protectors felt that something was wrong. The Royal Highness was probably going to order the Head Chief to be killed!
King An stared at Chu Li and said slowly, "Head Chief, you've worked so hard. Get the Head Chief something to eat!"
"… Yes." Zheng Lide was taken aback and hurriedly agreed.
Chu Li closed fist saluted. "Thank you, Your Royal Highness."
"Have a good meal." King An said coldly. "Our Imperial Residence still depends on you!"
"Yes, it's my duty!" Chu Li said slowly.
Xu Ning let out a smile.
Only in times of crisis could a hero be seen. No matter how impulsive or narrow-minded he was usually, King An could still tolerate what others could not during critical times. He suppressed all his impulses and adopted the method that was most beneficial to the throne.
Chu Li sat opposite King An. He ate the game that Zheng Lide served. As he ate, he asked, "What injuries did Your Royal Highness suffer?"
King An's face darkened again.
Xu Ning shook his head. "His internal organs were injured. I'm afraid he won't be able to recover in a short period of time."
King An's most fatal injuries were his kidneys. They were completely destroyed. Not only were his meridians injured, but if it were not for his strong internal organs and the support of the Spirit Medicine, he would have died.
Geng Huarong's palm was extremely ruthless. His kidneys were destroyed and King An's heirs were cut off. King An did not have a son. It was almost impossible for him to inherit the throne.
If he did not have any heirs, there was a possibility for him to inherit the throne. Once he succeeded the throne, how could he forget the humiliation today? Geng Huarong's palm had destroyed this possibility.
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