The frail counselor you said, you fight against three heroes alone?

Hai Ling watched from the side, her heart filled with gratitude and reluctance: "Are you leaving now, benefactor? I haven't yet properly repaid you."

Xi Yu smiled and waved his hand.

"Don't worry. Our meeting is fate. Helping others does not ask for anything in return. I just hope that you will live a smooth life from now on. If you encounter injustice again, you must uphold justice."

Just as he was about to leave, Hailing suddenly remembered something and said, "Please wait a moment, benefactor. I have something to give you."

After that, she hurried back into the house, took out an ancient sachet, and handed it to Xi Yu. "I embroidered this myself. Although it is not valuable, it is full of our gratitude. I hope you will accept it, so that you can have something to think about while you are on your way."

Xi Yu couldn't refuse, so he had to accept it and carefully put the sachet into his arms: "Then I'll accept it, thank you."

Afterwards, Xi Yu said goodbye and left.

When Smith returned to the Parthian Empire again, the moment his feet touched the ground, he was overwhelmed with emotion.

Looking back on the days in the Han Dynasty, it is really a painful memory.

The horse was stolen. He had to find a way to make a living.

And now, I have finally returned to my hometown, the Parthian Kingdom. Every tree and blade of grass here seems so familiar.

All those embarrassing experiences in the past have now become marks in his memory, making him cherish the good fortune of being able to return to his hometown even more. He also secretly hopes that the days to come will be smooth and peaceful, without such twists and turns.

Shi Daming rushed all the way to the palace. At this moment, Hesheli was concentrating on reviewing memorials in the palace. When he heard the waiter announce that Shi Daming had returned, he paused with his red brush, his face instantly showed joy, and he quickly stood up to greet him.

When the two met, Hesheli strode forward and patted Shi Daming's shoulder heavily, his joy overflowing with words: "You are finally back. I have been looking forward to seeing you day and night, and I am almost dying of longing!"

Shi Daming did not stand up, but remained kneeling on the ground, with a guilty look on his face. He bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, I have failed to live up to your expectations. During this trip, many things were not completed as planned. I am extremely ashamed."

Hesheli was immediately puzzled, and stepped forward again to help Shi Daming up, saying as he pulled him up: "My dear, what do you mean? Don't be so polite, stand up first, and tell me what's going on. In any case, it's a good thing that you return safely."

Shi Daming looked solemn and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I have learned an important piece of news this time. The princess... the princess is not dead, but escaped."

Hesheli's face, which was originally filled with expectation, froze instantly, and then turned ashen, anger suddenly appeared in his eyes, he slammed the table and roared: "What! This Armas deserves to die!"

Hesheli's angry breath seemed to lower the temperature of the entire palace.

After a moment, he shouted to the waiter outside the palace: "Come here, quickly go and find Armas for me. I want to ask him face to face what he is up to!"

The waiters did not dare to slack off in the slightest and hurriedly took the order and left.

Hesheli was still so angry that his chest heaved violently, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes were full of anger after being deceived.

Shi Daming swallowed his saliva and continued to report: "Your Majesty, there is one more thing. Xi Yu is also fine and has not encountered any accidents. And the Alexander spell is useless."

Hesheli frowned, the anger in his eyes had not subsided, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

He paced back and forth more and more hurriedly, muttering, "Is Xi Yu also safe and sound?"

Shi Daming kowtowed repeatedly, his forehead soon became red and swollen, and his voice became tearful.

"Your Majesty, I failed to do my job well and failed to find out the whole truth. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Hesheli's face turned pale, but he knew that Shi Daming could not be blamed for this. He stepped forward and helped him up personally, saying gently, "My dear, please get up. This is not your fault. The situation is so complicated. It is not easy for you to bring back this information."

Then, his eyes became stern, and he asked in a cold voice: "Where is Alexander now? How dare this man stir up trouble on my territory? He must be arrested and punished!"

A hint of determination flashed in Shi Daming's eyes, and he straightened his back.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to lead the troops to search for him. I will definitely fulfill my mission and bring him to justice."

Hesheli nodded slightly and called the waiter loudly.

"Quickly go and gather a thousand elite soldiers to follow Shi Daming. You must fully cooperate. If there is any mistake, you will be punished by military law!"

The servant took the order and left. Sparta also quickly organized his army and marched towards Alexander with a huge team. He was determined to capture the culprit who disturbed the peace of the Parthian Empire in one fell swoop under the king's order and with heavy troops, in order to repay the king's trust and relieve the country's worries.

Afterwards, Ammas hurried to the palace. When he saw Hesheli, he knelt down and bowed respectfully, shouting, "Your Majesty, Ammas comes to see you."

When he stood up, he looked up and saw Hesheli's angry face. He couldn't help feeling very strange and wondered if he had done something wrong to make His Majesty so unhappy.

Hesheli looked at Almas, a cold smile appeared on his face, and his voice was full of sarcasm: "Humph, Almas, Shi Daming just came back from outside, and he has found out a lot of information. The princess is not dead at all, she is still alive and well!"

Amas was stunned, his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, and for a moment he was a little at a loss.

Seeing this, Hesheli was even more furious. He stepped forward, pointed at Amas' nose and cursed: "You came back to report without seeing the princess's body, and you said with certainty that the princess was dead. You are simply a pig-brained person! I trust you so much and entrust you with an important task, and you treat me perfunctorily like this?"

Armas was so frightened that his legs went limp. He knelt down again with a plop and kowtowed, begging for mercy: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. The scene was in chaos and many signs showed that the princess had met with an accident. I just… I just hurried back to report. I never thought it would be like this. I hope Your Majesty will have mercy on me!"

Hesheli snorted coldly, his eyes full of disgust, and paced back and forth in the hall with his hands behind his back. It was obvious that he did not intend to forgive Amas's mistake easily.

The atmosphere in the entire palace was extremely depressing. Armas knelt on the ground trembling with fear, his back already soaked with cold sweat. He just hoped that Hesheli would calm down and give him a lighter sentence.

Then, Hesheli's eyes widened with anger, and the rage that had been pent up in his heart suddenly erupted. He strode to Armas, raised his hand and swung at Armas fiercely, shouting as he hit him: "I trust you so much, but you fooled me like this, this is simply unforgivable!"

Fists rained down on Armas, who was beaten to the ground, but he did not dare to resist at all. He could only grit his teeth and endure it silently, begging: "Your Majesty, please calm down, Your Majesty, please spare my life. I was really careless for a moment, and I did not intend to deceive Your Majesty..."

But Hesheli was so angry at this moment that he could not listen to his pleas for mercy. His hands showed no sign of stopping. The whole palace was filled with the dull sound of falling fists and Armas's painful cries.

The scene was chaotic and frightening. The waiters around were all silent, not daring to make a sound for fear of bringing bad luck upon themselves. They could only watch Armas being beaten miserably.

After a long while, Hesheli seemed to have finally vented his anger and stopped what he was doing, panting.

Armas had already been beaten black and blue. He collapsed on the ground, looking miserable. His clothes were tattered and he was trembling weakly.

Hesheli stared at Amas on the ground with disgust in his eyes, and said coldly: "I will spare your life today, but get out of here quickly. If you dare to fool me like this again next time, I will kill you without mercy!"

As if he had been pardoned, Amas forced himself to crawl out of the palace, still weakly responding: "Thank you, Your Majesty... for not killing me. I... I will remember your Majesty's teachings and never commit the same mistake again..." After Amas's figure disappeared outside the palace, Hesheli was still angry.

Smith's face was filled with rage. He tightly grasped the sword at his waist and cursed with gnashing teeth: "Damn Alexander. He usually relies on his magic to show off his power. Now he dares to use magic to make trouble, but it doesn't work. Do you really think that there is no one in the Parthian Empire? I must teach him a lesson today!"

After saying this, he waved his hand, and led the elite soldiers who were ready for battle behind him, and rushed towards Alexander's residence in a mighty manner.

Along the way, there were the sounds of horse hooves and clouds of dust raised. The soldiers all had serious expressions, holding weapons in their hands, looking ready to go.

Soon, everyone arrived in front of Alexander's residence.

The residence looked quite peculiar, exuding a mysterious aura, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

Stamford pulled the reins, stared at the closed door with a sharp gaze, and shouted, "Soldiers, surround this place. We must capture Alexander alive today and never let him escape again!"

The soldiers responded in unison, quickly dispersed, and surrounded the residence, waiting for Smith's order to rush in and make Alexander pay for his actions.

Alexander heard the noise outside and walked out of the house calmly. He looked up and saw Sdam standing in front of him with a fierce look, surrounded by many soldiers who were ready for battle. It was obvious that he was here with ill intentions, and he couldn't help but feel very strange.

He frowned, took a few steps forward, and asked Smith, "What's going on? Why did you come to me with such fanfare?"

When Smith heard this, he was immediately furious. His face turned red. He glared at Alexander and cursed: "You liar! You usually rely on your unorthodox magic to cheat people everywhere. Now I am here with the soldiers to arrest you on the order of His Majesty. You just surrender!"

When the surrounding soldiers heard this, they also shouted in unison, their morale rising. The weapons in their hands flashed coldly in the sun. They all stared at Alexander with eager eyes, waiting for Smith's order to rush forward and capture this man who had caused so much trouble.

Alexander, however, looked confused and spread his hands, as if he felt wronged.

Alexander looked puzzled and asked again: "What are you talking about? You have to explain the matter clearly. You can't arrest people without knowing the reason."

Shi Daming sneered, his eyes full of mockery, and said loudly: "Humph, you are still pretending to be confused here! Before, you swore that as long as you performed the ritual, Xiyu would be fine, but now? Xiyu is still alive and well, unharmed! If you are not a liar, what are you?"

Alexander was stunned when he heard this, then his face became serious. He shook his head repeatedly and refuted firmly: "This is impossible. My magic has never gone wrong. How could it be ineffective? There must be something wrong. You can't just accuse me like this."

But Smith didn't believe his words at all. He waved his hand and shouted to the soldiers behind him: "Don't listen to his excuses. Go ahead and capture him first!"

When the soldiers received the order, they immediately shouted and rushed towards Alexander. For a moment, the scene became chaotic, and swords and sabers were flashing and heading towards Alexander.

Seeing this, Alexander hurriedly prepared to respond, dodging while trying to explain, but no one was willing to listen to him anymore.

Alexander shouted loudly: "It must be that the birth date and horoscope that you, Smith, gave me is wrong, otherwise why wouldn't my magic work? This is not my fault!" He shouted with his eyes wide open, his face full of anxiety and unwillingness, trying to defend himself.

When Shi Daming heard this, he was so angry that his face twisted. He shouted angrily: "Don't talk nonsense. How could the information I gave you be wrong? It's obvious that your so-called magic is just a trick to fool people. You still want to quibble!"

After saying this, Shi Daming waved his hand and gave a loud order.

"Everyone, take him away and don't listen to his nonsense anymore!"

The soldiers responded in unison, rushed forward, and subdued Alexander with quick movements. Although Alexander continued to struggle and shouted that he was being wronged, it was of no avail.

The soldiers escorted Alexander back in a mighty procession. Along the way, Alexander was still trying to explain, but Smith was too lazy to pay attention to him. He just wanted to bring this man back quickly so that he could report to Hesheli and calm down the turmoil caused by him.

They were escorting Alexander to the palace. Just as they were about to reach the palace gate, they suddenly heard the sound of hurried horse hooves and saw a eunuch riding a horse and rushing towards them at lightning speed.

The eunuch pulled the reins, dismounted, and said breathlessly, "General Shi, the king has ordered that demons like Alexander who can deceive people's hearts are not allowed to be brought into the palace. They should be executed on the spot to avoid any more trouble."

After hearing this, Shi Daming frowned slightly, but he quickly responded, "As your Majesty wishes."

After saying that, he turned and looked at Alexander who was being escorted by the soldiers. A hint of determination flashed in his eyes. He waved his hand and gave a loud order.

"Soldiers, follow your majesty's orders and execute this evildoer on the spot!"

The soldiers immediately took Alexander to an open space. Alexander was completely panicked. He struggled hard and shouted loudly: "I am innocent. There must be a misunderstanding. You can't do this to me!"

But the soldiers would not listen to him. They raised their swords and swung them down. With a flash of cold light, Alexander's shouting stopped abruptly. He slowly fell down, and his blood dyed the ground beneath his feet red.

Shi Daming looked at the scene in front of him, sighed slightly, and then took the soldiers to the palace to report, leaving only the bloody smell that had not yet dissipated, as if telling the cruel ending of the storm.

Shi Daming hurried back to the palace. When he saw Hesheli, he knelt down and bowed respectfully, saying, "Your Majesty, I have executed Alexander on the spot according to your order. I have come to report to you."

Hesheli sat on the throne, his face slightly pale and his expression somewhat listless. He waved his hand slightly and said weakly: "I feel quite unwell today and don't have the energy to listen to your detailed explanation of this matter. You should go back first. When I feel better, I will summon you to the palace if necessary."

When Shi Daming heard this, although he was a little worried about Hesheli's health, he did not dare to stay any longer. He bowed respectfully again and said, "Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. I will take my leave."

After saying that, he slowly stood up, walked backwards out of the palace, and after he was out of the palace gate, he turned around and left quickly.

Smith dragged his slightly tired body back home. As soon as he entered the door, the woman who had been waiting anxiously in the house came to greet him.

Seeing that Smith was safe and sound, her heart finally settled down. She breathed a sigh of relief, her face full of relief.

She hurried forward, took Smith's hand, and said softly, "You are finally back. I have been worried all day long, afraid that something might happen to you. Now that you are back safely, I can have a good rest. I am so tired."

Shi Daming looked at the woman's concerned and tired appearance, his heart full of guilt and pity. He gently patted the woman's hand and said softly, "I'm sorry for making you worry. From now on, I will stay at home with you and won't let you worry like this anymore."

After saying that, the two of them walked into the house hand in hand. The tense atmosphere that had lasted for a long time finally dissipated completely at this moment, and the house was filled with a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

Xi Yu quickened his pace and galloped towards the extremely cold place. The biting cold wind blew past, lifting his clothes and hair, but his eyes showed determination and he had no intention of stopping.

He knew very well that as the prime minister of a country, he was now going through great trouble to find medicine for a little girl. To outsiders, this was indeed a bit unreasonable and might even lead to a lot of criticism.

But so what? Since he had already made this decision, he would never regret it.

When he thought of his wife Ouyang Linlin, who was worried and depressed all day long because of the little girl's illness, he felt as if his heart was being pulled.

He knew very well that as long as he could get the life-saving medicine and make Xiaohong better, Ouyang Linlin would be able to smile again. (End of this chapter)