"Haitang, I have an important task for you.”On the flood dragon throne, Zhu Buxiao revealed his might.
"Please instruct me, Father." Shangguan Haitang's white robes fluttered as she spoke.
Zhu Budian nodded in satisfaction." I've received news that His Highness the Crown Prince has arrived in Jiangnan and will be heading to Hengyang soon to participate in the Hengshan Sect's Liu Zhengfeng's Golden Basins Washing Ceremony."”
" The Golden Basin Washing Ceremony involves a lot of people. The six major sects and the Sun Moon Sect might all be involved. When the time comes, it will be difficult to distinguish between good and evil," Zhu Bing said." The identity of the crown prince may not be enough to deter some outlaws. Therefore, I sent you to Hengyang City to protect the Crown Prince.”
" Yes, Father." Shangguan Haitang's expression was grave." Haitang will do her best not to let the Crown Prince suffer any harm."”
" Mm." Zhu Budian nodded in satisfaction." You can call upon the experts of The Best Manor. In addition, The Best Detective General will accompany you to toast." You must report all the movements of the Crown Prince to me, understand?”
Shangguan Haitang nodded.”
An hour later, the north gate of Yanjing opened. Three white horses galloped away. One was a man in white, one was a drinker in flowery clothes, and the other was a middle-aged man in gray. The sword on his back was emitting a faint sharpness.
At this time, Zhu Houzhao, Lin Yuantu, and the others had already left the Jiang Mansion. They were heading to Hengyang City with Jiang Biehe's invitation.
As for Jiang Biehe, he was old and shrewd. Naturally, he would not follow Zhu Houzhao and be a third wheel between Zhu Houzhao and his daughter.
Ever since Zhu Houzhao had borrowed Lin Yuantu's hands to teach Jiang Biehe a few high-tier sword techniques that were hidden in the imperial palace, Jiang Biehe had been staying in the secret chamber for a few consecutive days. He had been focused on cultivating, hoping to improve his cultivation as soon as possible and reach the mid-stage Connate Realm.
Jiang Biehe had sacrificed a lot to reach his current status as a mere errand boy. In the martial arts world, he knew better than anyone that strength was the most important.
Jiang Biehe naturally didn't plan to attend the Golden Basin Washing Hands Ceremony. However, he didn't waste the invitation. Jiang Biehe wrote a letter, which was enough to prove his relationship with Jiang Yuyan.
With this letter and invitation, Jiang Yuyan and Zhu Houzhao could still go to Hengyang City to join in the fun.
On this day, Zhu Houzhao's carriage passed by a forest. Zhu Houzhao's eyes faintly flashed.
This wasn't the path Zhu Houzhao had chosen at the start. To go to Hengyang City like this was actually a long way.
However, Zhu Houzhao still chose to leave because of the footprints beside the carriage.
Yes, it was because of a set of footprints, a set of very ordinary yet very unusual footprints.
It was called ordinary because it was not extraordinary. It was only about eight or nine inches, not much bigger than an ordinary person, but not much smaller. If it was just a single footprint, no matter who it was, they would only ignore it.
However, it was not wrong to say that it was not ordinary.
Zhu Houzhao had never seen such a straight set of footprints.
When ordinary people walked, even if they were in a hurry, they would occasionally stop to rest or look at the scenery by the roadside. Then, their footprints would be messy, they would deviate, and they would stop.
However, this set of footprints was extremely firm. Every step was as straight as if it had been measured with a ruler. The distance between each footprint was exactly the same, not an inch more or a centimeter less.
What made Zhu Houzhao even more surprised was that these footprints were exactly the same in depth. Every step was an inch deeper.
Only a person who had a clear goal and was so determined that he was almost paranoid could leave such footprints. Such a person was definitely not an ordinary person.
Zhu Houzhao believed that such a person was definitely not a nameless person. Even if he was now, he would definitely not be in the future.
He wanted to meet this person. If possible, he would try his best to recruit him.
The path of an emperor was to accept all rivers into the sea. There would never be too many talents.
The carriage followed the trail of footprints for three miles. The footprints were still as firm and stubborn as ever.
Then, Zhu Houzhao saw a smear of red in the footprints. That should be the color left behind by the blood seeping into the soil.
The carriage continued to move forward. At the roadside, under a tree, Zhu Houzhao saw a person. It was a boy about fifteen years old.
He was lying on the ground in the chilly spring air, but he was only wearing a thin layer of clothing.
Blood flowed out of his chest. His eyes were closed and he had lost consciousness.
However, his back was still straight. He was like a man made of iron. The cold of spring, fatigue, exhaustion, hunger, and even fatal injuries could not make him yield.
Nothing could make him yield!
His eyebrows were thick, his eyes large, his thin lips pressed into a thin line, and his straight nose made his face look even thinner.
It was easy to associate this face with granite. Stubborn, determined, cold, indifferent to everything, even himself.
Although he had lost consciousness, he was still holding a…sword tightly in his hand?
It would be a stretch to call it a sword.
That was because it really couldn't be considered a sword. It was just a piece of iron that was more than three feet long. It didn't have a sword edge, a sword edge, or even a sword hilt. It was only nailed on by two pieces of cork, and it was considered a sword hilt.
It was like a toy, a child's toy.
However, Zhu Houzhao's eyes lit up, brighter than ever.
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