Yu Huatian had been by Zhao Chen's side for many years, so he naturally sensed that he was not ruthless and asked.
"Master, do you want to eliminate the roots?”
Zhao Chen sneered and said playfully,""If they all die, wouldn't the people behind them not be able to get any news? It's good that they're afraid.”
At the entrance of Xianyang Palace.
The royal family was heavily guarded.
Looking up, the soldiers lined up on both sides of the road like two long dragons, with no end in sight.
It was the Great Qin Guards 'Black Ice Platform, and it had a grand and extraordinary aura.
A group of black-robed iron guards with long swords hanging at their waists followed the three of them to the door.
Their faces were cold and filled with killing intent.
Zhao Chen stopped in his tracks and slowly raised his head.
He saw a eunuch at the door with more than ten men of sacrifice in black. They seemed to have been waiting there for a long time.
? Seeing a group of people appear, Zhao Gao guessed that it was Zhao Chen. However, he still shouted," Who are you? Report your name!"”
Zhao Chen remained calm.
Behind him, Liu Bowen stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
"Ninth Young Master Zhao Chen has been summoned to the palace to meet the Saint!”
As he spoke, he walked forward according to the palace etiquette and handed the imperial edict to Zhao Gao for him to look over.
When Zhao Gao saw this, he quickly smiled apologetically.
"So it's the Ninth Young Master. This old servant is also here for business. I have offended you just now.”
With a gloomy expression, Zhao Chen didn't even look at Zhao Gao. He brought Liu Bowen and Yu Huatian into the house.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Gao stood in front of him and smiled embarrassedly.
"Greetings, Ninth Young Master. However, those who enter the palace are not allowed to bring guards with them and remove their weapons!”
After saying that, he looked at his men of sacrifice, implying that even the servants were no exception.
Following his gaze, Zhao Chen frowned and swept his gaze across the group of men of sacrifice with disdain.
How can a mere eunuch be compared to me?
"What's wrong? Are you going to teach me how to do things again?"
Zhao Chen ignored him and walked straight into the hall. Hearing this, Zhao Gao shook his head, his eyes serious.
"This old servant doesn't dare. However, there are no exceptions to the palace rules. Other than His Majesty, everyone must abide by them.”
As soon as he said this, the dozen or so Network Death Warriors surrounded the three of them at lightning speed. Although they did not draw their swords, they did not give in.
It seemed that Zhao Gao wanted to put Zhao Chen in his place and make him obedient.
Zhao Chen shook his head. Unfortunately, he had never been threatened.
"Move aside, I will enter the Qilin Palace alone!”
Zhao Chen warned with a cold look in his eyes.
Zhao Gao shook his head again.
"This old servant cannot comply!"
He had the high ground of justice, and he was not afraid of who the person in front of him was.
"Sigh!"
Zhao Chen slowly closed his eyes and sighed. It seemed that he had not intimidated the other forces in Xianyang enough. Did they all think that they could step on him?
A gust of sword wind sounded beside his ears.
He slowly opened his eyes.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Around them, more than ten men of sacrifice fell down one after another.
A trace of blood flowed out from each of their necks.
He was already dead, but his pupils were still contracting, and his face was twisted with fear.
At this moment, Yu Huatian's sword was already in its sheath.
All warriors, no matter where they are, can fight against a hundred people alone, so they can be incorporated into the West Factory Factory Guard.
Yu Huatian served as the governor of the West Factory.
I wonder…how many…can I fight alone?
This was a question that even Zhao Chen himself did not dare to make a wild guess about.
Looking at the corpse on the ground and then at Yu Huatian, Zhao Gao's expression was surprisingly the same as the corpse on the ground.
He probably never expected that his subordinates, who had already reached the realm of swordsmanship, would die in the hands of one person in the blink of an eye.
It was too…terrifying!
Zhao Gao's legs couldn't help but tremble like a lute.
Zhao Chen gently patted Zhao Gao's face and sneered,""Now, can we do it?"
Without turning back, Zhao Chen led the two of them into the palace.
If it were anyone else, they would naturally be afraid of Zhao Gao's power and the net behind him.
Unfortunately, Zhao Chen was not someone else.
When it came to the Great Dao, he might respect others a little.
In terms of strength, he did not even put himself in his eyes, let alone others.
Zhao Gao's face was ashen. He didn't even dare to look Zhao Chen in the eye. He bent down and quickly led the way.
He shouted as he ran.
"Ninth Young Master, please come!"
On the path, there would be a person passing down the message loudly at intervals.
"Ninth Young Master, please come!"
"Ninth Young Master, please come!"
……
The shouts gradually faded away.
After a while, another string of voices drifted over.
"Call, Ninth Young Master to the palace!"
"Call, Ninth Young Master to the palace!"
……
Zhao Chen walked for a long time as the announcement rang in his ears. He arrived in front of the magnificent Qilin Hall. He took off his sword and walked in alone.
In the Qilin Palace.
A man with a heroic appearance was sitting behind the desk. He was not angry and looked dignified. He slowly flipped through the books on the desk.
In front of the table, hundreds of candles were shining. The flames of each candle were stable and did not fluctuate at all.
Obviously, the person sitting on it had a steady aura like an old dog.
Looking up, Zhao Chen was slightly shocked.
"This! Wasn't this the person he saw in the tavern?”
He didn't expect this mighty person to be his father, Qin Shihuang.
He was secretly glad that he didn't say anything inappropriate in the tavern. Otherwise, it would have been really awkward.
"Great King! The Ninth Young Master is here!"
Zhao Gao's mind was blank, and he had yet to recover from the sudden incident just now.
Qin Shihuang frowned.
He had never seen the arrogant Zhao Gao speak in such a low voice.
He waved his hand.
Zhao Gao understood and quickly retreated.
"Your son greets Imperial Father!" Zhao Chen was stunned for a moment before he calmly bowed.
Just this courtesy alone was enough to see his extraordinary speech and temperament. It was different from the rest, neither servile nor overbearing.
Qin Shihuang smiled and nodded.
He was very satisfied.
This child had a shadow of his youth.
Everyone liked people who were similar to them.
Qin Shihuang was no exception.
Some things, without comparison, one would not know the difference.
Only by comparing them did they know the difference between heaven and earth.
Compared to Zhao Chen, the other Sons like Fu Su and Hu Hai paled in comparison.
"Chen 'er, you don't have to be so polite. You've worked hard along the way.”
Smiling warmly, Qin Shihuang raised his hand.
"Please sit!"
At the door, Zhao Gao immediately walked out and brought a jade mat for Zhao Chen. He invited him to sit cross-legged and face Qin Wang on the steps.
"Give me wine and meat!"
Qin Shihuang waved his hand again. Like a servant, Zhao Gaowan once again personally brought the wine and meat over and placed them on the sandalwood table in front of Zhao Chen.
Such an honor shocked Zhao Gao.
The king had never treated any young master like this before!
Usually, all the young masters who came in would stand and talk to each other.
Indeed, there were exceptions to everything!
"Your son entered the palace in response to the imperial edict, how can there be any reason for him to work hard!”
After sitting down, Zhao Chen replied politely.
Looking at him, Ying Zheng could not help but sigh.
This child had been alone outside for more than ten years, but he was ten thousand times more outstanding than many children who grew up in Xianyang. It was really unbelievable.
The second meeting had given him such a huge shock.
Originally, he had only sent Fu Su to the Great Wall's camp and thought of this prince whom he had not seen for many years. Otherwise, he would have forgotten that he had such a son.
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