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Then, with steady steps, he slowly walked to the windowsill.
With his hands behind his back, he stood tall and straight, like an ancient pine tree, quietly gazing at the distant capital of Dafeng.
At this moment, the capital city was bustling with traffic and prosperity, but in Wei Yuan's eyes, all of this was nothing but fleeting smoke.
His gaze pierced through the layers of buildings, as if he could find the answer he was seeking amidst the hustle and bustle.
His voice was deep and steady, carrying a hint of vicissitude and感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both wisdom and reflection) that came with the passage of time.
"Of course my uncle believes you! Now that your strength has increased, who else knows?"
Wei Changxuan lowered his head slightly, lost in thought for a moment.
Several figures flashed through his mind, some powerful, some mysterious.
After a moment, he decided to tell the truth:
"The Imperial Advisor and the Grand Preceptor must have some suspicions about me."
Moreover, in my opinion, His Majesty might soon notice my unusual behavior and begin to suspect me.
Upon hearing Wei Changxuan's words, Wei Yuan nodded slightly, his expression becoming increasingly solemn.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze revealing a precise understanding of the situation:
"Indeed, the supervisor is the key to the fate of the Great Feng Dynasty, and the entire capital of the Great Feng Dynasty is under his control and perception."
The special energy you exude is so powerful and unique, like a beacon in the darkness, that he will surely catch it.
Luo Yuheng, as the head of the Daoist sect, the Grand Preceptor of the Great Feng Dynasty, and a second-rank expert,
With her cultivation and keen senses, she would surely have sensed your unusual behavior.
As for Emperor Yuanjing…
At this point, a serious expression of contemplation appeared on Wei Yuan's face.
He tilted his head slightly, as if looking through the roof at the palace hidden behind layers of clouds.
He paused for a moment, then slowly said, "No matter how strong or weak you are, he will not easily let our Wei family go."
For so many years, he has been wary of the power and influence I possess, and has been secretly trying to control and suppress me.
However, as things stand, my influence in the court and my control over the situation still hold considerable value for him.
Even if he truly knows of your special abilities, he won't rashly attack you in the short term.
Hearing this, Wei Changxuan felt a surge of indignation and couldn't help but say:
"Uncle, you should have recovered your full strength by now!"
Once I'm stronger, why should I continue to compromise with that old guy?
If he's ruthless, don't blame us for being unjust!
"At worst, we'll rebel against him!"
Wei Changxuan clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashing with determination. He harbored a deep hatred for Emperor Yuanjing, also known as Emperor Zhende.
In his view, as long as they had enough strength, overthrowing the emperor who oppressed them would not be difficult.
Moreover, he believed that at the current rate at which he was accumulating shock points, reaching the invincible strength of the Great Feng Dynasty was only a matter of time.
When Wei Yuan heard Wei Changxuan's words, "Insubordination and treason," he did not immediately refute them.
He simply stood quietly by the window, gazing into the distance, his back view slightly forlorn.
After a long while, he slowly spoke:
“You’ve grown up now. Since you understand all this and have already decided to take this path, then follow your heart!”
No matter what the final outcome is, at least your uncle will be there to protect you!
"Go down, let me have some peace and quiet."
Although Wei Yuan's words did not explicitly express his support, they indirectly indicated his tacit approval of Wei Changxuan's decision.
"Yes, uncle!"
Looking at his uncle's tall yet somewhat lonely back, Wei Changxuan's eyes revealed a resolute look.
He secretly vowed to fulfill his uncle's wish, so that his uncle and Empress Shangguan could stay away from the court's strife and live a carefree life in seclusion.
……
After coming down from Haoqi Tower, Wei Changxuan saw Nangong Qianrou and Yang Yan pacing back and forth at the entrance on the first floor.
Nangong Qianrou frowned, glancing anxiously towards the direction of Haoqi Tower every now and then.
Yang Yan crossed his arms, looking somewhat relaxed, and leaned against the door.
"Sister Rou, Brother Yang, it's been a long time! How about we grab a few drinks today?"
With a broad smile, Wei Changxuan quickly stepped forward and greeted him familiarly.
"Xiao Xuanzi, how many times have I told you not to call me Sister Rou!"
Standing beside her, Nangong Qianrou frowned, her shrill voice carrying a hint of displeasure.
She glared at Wei Changxuan, feigning anger.
"Sister Rou, I've told you so many times not to call me Xiao Xuanzi, but you still don't listen! Haha!"
Wei Changxuan joked with a smile.
After a brief conversation, Wei Changxuan led the two towards the reception room.
After all, Xu Lingyue, Janet, and Qingniao were still waiting for them over there.
But just as he reached the halfway point, a series of vulgar jeers and a woman's sobbing reached Wei Changxuan's ears.
His heart tightened, and his face instantly turned grim.
I quickened my pace and turned past the artificial hill beside the road.
The scene before him ignited a surge of anger within Wei Changxuan.
A young man dressed as a night watchman with a silver gong, carrying two copper gongs, surrounded Xu Lingyue.
The young man was tall and had an arrogant air about him.
He was staring at Xu Lingyue with a wicked grin on his face, his eyes gleaming with ill intent.
"Young lady, where are you going? Do you want your brother to take you there? Haha!"
The man with the silver gong wore a wicked smile, his laughter filled with lewdness and snobbery.
"I'm not going anywhere, and I'm not a prisoner brought back by the night watchman. I'm Young Master Wei's friend!"
Xu Lingyue looked terrified as she backed away, explaining to the group.
Her voice trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with helplessness and fear.
"Nonsense, I think you're the prisoner who was brought back, and you're trying to escape."
"Now that I've caught you, I'm going to thoroughly search you today."
As he spoke, the man with the silver gong reached out his hand, making a gesture as if to grab Xu Lingyue.
At this moment, a gong player standing nearby hesitated before speaking:
"Boss, the Young Master Wei she mentioned, could it be that brat Wei Changxuan?"
Hearing his subordinate's words, Zhu Yinluo's face was full of disdain, and he laughed arrogantly:
"Wei Changxuan? That guy who has cultivated for twenty-four years and is still just an eighth-rank waste?"
He only stayed with the night watchman because of his uncle's connections.
A good-for-nothing like him will never reach the eighth rank in his entire life.
Where did he get these friends? They're obviously prostitutes. What's wrong with letting me have some fun?
My father was also one of the Golden Gongs, and even Lord Wei would have to give him some face!
What's wrong with me sleeping with a prostitute?
At worst, I'll pay him ten times the price afterwards!
"Shut up, all of you! Don't you dare disturb my enjoyment!"
Just as Zhu Yinluo's hand was about to reach for Xu Lingyue,
A flying knife controlled by mental power appeared in the distance.
Like a black lightning bolt, it flashed silently past Zhu Yinluo.
next second!
"Ah... I... my hand..."
A piercing scream tore through the sky.
A severed arm, accompanied by splattered blood, flew straight up into the air...
Chapter 28 The Nine-Fold Thunder Blade Appears! Zhu Chengzhu is Terrified!
A piercing scream tore through the night sky and echoed around the watchman's office.
The sharp, trailing tone was like a blade, piercing straight into everyone's ears.
"What's that noise? It sounds like someone screaming!"
A young night watchman suddenly stood up from his seat, nearly knocking over his teacup and splashing tea onto the table.
"That voice...could it be Zhu Yinluo? This sounds ominous!"
An old night watchman standing nearby frowned, his expression grave.
He put down the weapon he was wiping, walked quickly to the window, and tried to see what was happening outside.
"Who dares to cause trouble in our night watchman's office? They're simply asking for it!"
Another hot-tempered night watchman drew his long sword from his waist, the blade gleaming coldly, and strode toward the direction from which the sound came.
"Come on, let's all go take a look! Maybe there'll be something interesting to see!"
In an instant, the night watchmen put down their work, gathered in small groups, and rushed towards the scene of the incident, armed with weapons.