Serving as a Jinyiwei, starting from plundering the swordsmanship talent

Chapter 246 The Ninth Prince's defenses are completely breached, and the situation changes drastically.
"You don't stand a chance!"

Seeing Wei Hongfang like this, Guan Bao calmed down instead.

After Wei Hongfang finished speaking, he immediately added a sentence.

"Ok?"

Seeing Wei Hongfang frown, Guan Bao spoke directly.

"The position of Ninth Prince already belongs to Yunhu; you have no chance!"

This time, Guan Bao didn't even address him as "Second Brother," but directly called him Yunhu.

"That's impossible! What right does he have?!"

Wei Hongfang refuted without even thinking.

He wanted to say something more disdainful of Yunhu, but Guan Bao's next words silenced Wei Hongfang completely.

"Yunhu has broken through to the mid-stage of Grandmaster. His Majesty said that once his cultivation is sufficient, the position of the Nine Thousand Years Old will be his!"

",,,"

Mid-stage Grandmaster?

My former adopted son has this kind of talent?
"Impossible! This is impossible!"

Wei Hongfang kept shaking his head in denial, unable to believe that such a thing could be true.

If Yunhu really becomes the Ninth Prince, then what will my current persistence amount to?

Does he really still have a chance to sit back in the position of the Ninth Prince?

and.

What did all my perseverance in the first half of my life amount to? I served Yan Fuhai wholeheartedly for so many years, working tirelessly and without complaint, only to be kicked aside when my time came.

"It can't be real, it can't be real!"

Intense emotional fluctuations.

This caused Wei Hongfang to clench his fists, his eyes turning somewhat crazed.

",,,"

If it were the past.

Seeing Wei Hongfang like this, Guan Bao might even have the leisure to say something sarcastic.

But right now, I can't quite put my finger on it.

Instead, they watched in silence as Wei Hongfang became almost insane.

Wei Hongfang felt that the first half of his life was like a joke, but wasn't he the same? Didn't he also feel that his life was like a joke?

He spent the first half of his life as someone else's godson, which seemed glamorous, but who could understand the humiliation he endured?

Having finally obtained the 'God of War Skill', he thought he had a chance to defy fate.

But fate seemed to be deliberately toying with me.

Previously, Wei Hongfang rode on his head, but now, the one riding on his head has become Yun Hu.

Always following in others' footsteps, am I destined to never have a chance to shine?
Think of this.

Wei Hongfang couldn't help but clench his fists.

After looking at Wei Hongfang for a while, he said nothing more and walked away.

Only Wei Hongfang remained, standing there with his head down, his fists still clenched, and a madness gradually emanating from his eyes.

He turned and left without saying a word!
"Oh! Isn't this the former Ninth Prince?"

Not long after I walked out of the alley, a middle-aged man dressed in fine clothes and with a fat and bloated figure walked in.

Upon seeing Wei Hongfang walking towards him with his head down, the middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, then burst into unrestrained laughter.

"I heard that His Highness was kicked out of the restaurant because he had no money."

"Well, I happen to have some spare cash on hand right now. Why don't you ask me for a favor? I might be able to lend you some!"

His tone was playful, entirely teasing.

It was clearly meant to ridicule Wei Hongfang.

Several servants stood beside him, all of whom laughed along with their master.

",,,"

Wei Hongfang didn't speak, but slowly raised his head.

I recognized him.

The other party was also an official of the Great Qian Dynasty, but not of a high rank. Back when Wei Hongfang was still the Ninth Prince, the other party had given him gifts, and Wei Hongfang still remembered that obsequious manner.

Just didn't expect it.

The person who used to be subservient to me is now mocking me like this.

"What's wrong? With that look in your eyes, do you really think you're still the same old Ninth Prince?"

Seeing that Wei Hongfang didn't speak, but instead stared straight at him.

The middle-aged man, on the contrary, was even more disdainful.

We received the news as well.

Wei Hongfang didn't dare to make a move in the capital city. When he was kicked out of the restaurant, he didn't utter a sound.

otherwise.

Even if the other party is no longer nine thousand years old, their cultivation level as a Grandmaster is still there, so I dare not make fun of them casually.

"I heard that in order to return to the palace, you don't dare to make a move in the imperial city!"

"Tsk tsk tsk! How embarrassing!"

"I never thought I'd end up like this. Back then, you were so high and mighty, never even giving me a second glance. Who would have thought that one day I'd trample you under my feet?"

"Hahahaha!"

In the end, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

There are always some twisted obsessions in a person's heart.

The thought that the once high and mighty Ninth Prince, who looked down on him, now dared not utter a single word in his presence was terrifying.

A strange sense of vengeful pleasure welled up in the middle-aged man's heart.

After saying only a few words...

I felt much more comfortable, both physically and mentally.

So comfortable, so incredibly comfortable!
"Trampled under your feet?"

Just as the middle-aged man was about to say a few more sarcastic and belittling things...

Wei Hongfang, who had been unresponsive, suddenly raised his head slowly.

She first murmured a couple of words, and then her gaze towards the other person began to carry a different kind of emotion.

"What...what do you want to do?"

Seeing Wei Hongfang like this sent a chill down the spine of the middle-aged man who was about to continue his ridicule, and he involuntarily took several steps back.

"Do you know this is the imperial city? You dare to make a move here? Don't you want to go back to the palace?"

It was precisely because of this that she said so many teasing and joking things to Wei Hongfang.

Otherwise, where would they get the audacity to provoke Wei Hongfang?

"The palace? We'll definitely go back to that kind of place!"

Hear this.

The middle-aged man was visibly much more at ease.

As long as Wei Hongfang has reservations, nothing else matters.

only.

Before the middle-aged man could say anything more, Wei Hongfang's next sentence left him completely dumbfounded.

"Even so, our family is not a place that an ant like you can trifle with!"

"???"

What does that mean? Does it mean he really wants to do something to me?

Thinking of this, he raised his hand, pointing at Wei Hongfang, as if about to say something.

But the next moment!
"Shh!"

A gentle breeze blew by, and the expression on the middle-aged man's face froze instantly.

A moment later, the middle-aged man, his life extinguished, lay straight down on the ground, dying peacefully.

He was still a grandmaster after all.

Dealing with an ordinary person with little cultivation is a piece of cake, isn't it? The other party doesn't even have the slightest ability to resist.

",,,"

A sudden situation.

The servants beside the middle-aged man were also stunned, their eyes wide open.

He looked incredulous.

"Killing! Killing!"

"Run!"

"Quickly inform the Imperial Guards!"

",,,"

The sudden appearance of the words "Imperial Guard" clearly touched a nerve in Wei Hongfang, and he raised his hand again.

It's just the application of internal energy.

The servants who had tried to escape fell to the ground one after another, utterly powerless to resist.

The surrounding atmosphere quieted down.

"call!"

After doing all this.

Wei Hongfang slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

The gloom in my heart has been released quite a bit.

"Master, it's not that we've wronged you, it's that you've wronged us!"

I've been Yan Fuhai's dog for so many years.

Didn't Wei Hongfang feel even a little uncomfortable? No one is born liking to be a dog, especially since Wei Hongfang isn't an ordinary person; he's someone who genuinely earned his living through his own efforts.

A martial artist who has cultivated to the level of a grandmaster.

Martial artists are all proud, and the stronger their cultivation, the more proud they are, let alone grandmasters.

Wei Hongfang felt that he had been Yan Fuhai's dog for almost half his life, so Yan Fuhai should have some feelings for him, right? But what happened? The emperor is heartless, and serving a ruler is like walking on thin ice.

I should have known this principle long ago.

That was too simplistic.

Perhaps in Yan Fuhai's eyes, his own existence is not important at all; he is still someone who can be discarded at will.

Not reconciled!
Even so, Wei Hongfang was unwilling to leave Daqian just like that.

If I were to leave like this, with my Grandmaster-level cultivation, I wouldn't have to worry about survival for the rest of my life, but who would be willing to pay for the first half of my life?

"call!"

Think of this.

Wei Hongfang took a deep breath; other people were already gathering around him.

Not much to say.

In a single leap, he vanished from the spot.

The lightness skill of a Grandmaster is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

,,,

"Gone?"

That day.

The news that Wei Hongfang had killed an official of the imperial court in the street and fled reached Ye Liuyun's ears.

The safety of the imperial palace was basically the responsibility of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Not to mention that an official appointed by the imperial court was killed in the street.

"It's almost cooked!"

Killing someone in the street—it seems Wei Hongfang's fragile little heart has completely broken down.

Next, all that's needed is some guidance.

"grown ups!"

Just when Ye Liuyun was thinking.

Si Nan, standing to the side, asked thoughtfully.

"Should we send some men to arrest Wei Hongfang?"

After killing the man, Wei Hongfang seemed to vanish into thin air, and no one ever saw him again.

However, the guards on duty did not see any news of Wei Hongfang leaving the capital, which means that Wei Hongfang was still in the palace and had not gone out; they just didn't know where he was hiding.

The imperial city isn't particularly large, but it's not small either. Given the Embroidered Uniform Guard's pervasive intelligence network within the city, they should be able to find Wei Hongfang's whereabouts quickly.

"Not in a hurry!"

Upon hearing Si Nan's request...

Ye Liuyun waved his hand indifferently.

This person couldn't have disappeared on his own. Either Wei Hongfang has some kind of secret hiding place in the capital.

Either someone deliberately hid Wei Hongfang.

In Ye Liuyun's view, the second possibility is most likely.

Think of this.

Ye Liuyun smiled slightly. It seemed that he didn't even need to do things like guiding Wei Hongfang himself; others would help him.

"Send some people to search quickly!"

Ye Liuyun clearly didn't take the matter too seriously, as he only needed to do a superficial job.

"understand!"

Seeing Ye Liuyun's attitude, Si Nan immediately understood what Ye Liuyun meant. Without saying anything more, he nodded knowingly.

He then turned around and went out to do his work.

"It looks like something big is about to happen!"

When I was the only one left in the room.

Looking at the dossier in his hand, Ye Liuyun couldn't help but laugh.

Just don't know.

What will Yan Fuhai's reaction be then?

,,,

the next day!
"Damn lackey!"

Inside the palace, Yan Fuhai slammed his palm down on the armrest of his chair in a fit of rage, his eyes flashing with thunderous fury.

Yunhu and Guanbao stood respectfully to the side.

At times like this, one dares not say anything more.

They were afraid that Yan Fuhai would take his anger out on them because of this.

Obviously.

Yan Fuhai also received the news that Wei Hongfang had killed someone in the street. If it were anyone else, Yan Fuhai wouldn't even bother to look at it and would have simply ordered his men to handle it.

As for how to deal with it, the obvious answer is to kill it directly.

It's just the life of an ant, what's there to care about?

But Wei Hongfang is clearly different.

Although he stripped Wei Hongfang of his official position and revoked his rewards, Wei Hongfang was still a servant who had been by his side since before he ascended the throne. It would be impossible for Yan Fuhai not to have some special feelings for Wei Hongfang.

after all.

If she truly didn't trust Wei Hongfang, she wouldn't have entrusted the safety of the palace to him in the first place, nor would she have told him about her weakness.

Isn't this just trust?
At least in Yan Fuhai's view, since he trusted Wei Hongfang so much, shouldn't he be allowed to punish Wei Hongfang for his poor performance?
not to mention.

Did I say I truly intend to move you to the Great Qian Dynasty?

However, Yan Fuhai was only demoting you in the heat of the moment to let you calm down. He planned to reinstate Wei Hongfang once he had calmed down.

As for Yunhu and Guanbao...

In Yan Fuhai's mind, Yun Hu was still a bit inferior to Wei Hongfang, even though he had already broken through to the mid-stage of Grandmaster.

But now things are different.

Wei Hongfang really lost his temper; he actually dared to kill someone in the street, and the person he killed was an official of the imperial court.

They simply don't respect their master at all.

"Good! All these years, you've never left my side. I've been raising a thankless wretch all this time!"

You trust someone so much, but they don't appreciate it at all. Isn't that just being an ingrate?

Is it possible?

Do you really expect Wei Hongfang to reflect on himself and think about whether he did something wrong?

Throughout history, how many monarchs have been able to reflect on their own actions?

Even if there is a mistake, it is someone else's mistake, especially an emperor like Yan Fuhai who is inherently domineering.

Do I make mistakes?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
It's always someone else's fault; I'm never wrong.

"Damn it!"

I'm getting angrier and angrier the more I think about it!
Yunhu and Guanbao stood by for a long time, waiting for Yan Fuhai's expression to calm down before they mustered up their courage to speak.

"I'm not happy about Your Majesty. Actually, that old scoundrel Wei Hongfang has said a lot of bad things about Your Majesty back when you were in the mansion. But at that time, we were just ordinary people and didn't dare to say anything!"

Yunhu was also taken aback.

I came here early this morning and suddenly received this good news.

Yes, Yan Fuhai was very angry.

But for Yunhu, this news was incredibly good news.

Although it's unclear why Wei Hongfang would be so foolish as to dare kill an official of the imperial court in the street.

But it doesn't matter. No matter who dies, it would be a shame not to take the opportunity to criticize Wei Hongfang at this time.
Guan Bao, who was standing to the side, knew a little about it.

But he stood quietly to the side, not daring to say a word, probably worried that this matter would implicate him.

Tsk.

I should have known better than to say those things to Wei Hongfang yesterday.

",,,"

Yan Fuhai didn't speak, but just glanced at Yun Hu.

Many times, Yan Fuhai simply didn't bother to say it, but that didn't mean he couldn't see it.

Doesn't Yan Fuhai see through Yun Hu's intentions when he says these things? Isn't he just trying to take this opportunity to become Wei Zhi, the former Ninth Prince who was formerly Wei Hongfang?
Yan Fuhai had known Yun Hu's thoughts for a long time, but he never said anything.

That's one way to put it.

It was just a simple hint, encouraging the other person to keep trying, and that one day their wishes would come true.

Yan Fuhai still intends to reserve this position for Wei Hongfang.

But now it's obviously different.

Wei Hongfang has betrayed the trust he placed in him.

In that case, there's no need to reserve the position of "Nine Thousand Years Old" for Wei Hongfang.

"enough!"

A wave of hands.

He directly interrupted Yunhu, who was about to say a few more bad things about Wei Hongfang.

"Find that damned lackey for me. I have some things I need to ask him personally!"

Damn lackey.

However, Yan Fuhai didn't want to ask Wei Hongfang if he had any conscience.

Previously, Yan Fuhai trusted Wei Hongfang and hadn't worried, but now things were different. He was genuinely concerned that Wei Hongfang might have told others about his weakness.

Although I only said that there were some problems with my cultivation at the time, I did not tell the truth.

But even so.

If someone discovers your health issues and tries to harm you at this time, you should be wary.

Damn!

The more Yan Fuhai thought about it, the more indignant he became towards Wei Hongfang.

He has failed the servants he trusted and doesn't deserve to live.

"Do this well, and the position of the Ninth Prince will be yours!"

Speaking of it.

Yan Fuhai glanced at Yun Hu sideways.

It was just an official position, and Yan Fuhai didn't care at all. It was all up to him to decide. He could take back the official position that Wei Hongfang had given him today.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

But Yunhu didn't think that much about it.

Upon hearing this, a dazzling light immediately flashed in his eyes, and without the slightest hesitation, he knelt down.

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will do my utmost to find Wei Hongfang."

at last!

opportunity finally arises!

Yesterday, when Yun Hu broke through to the mid-stage of the Grandmaster realm, he approached Yan Fuhai and hinted several times that he wanted to take the position of the Ninth Prince.

Yunhu naturally didn't dare to say it outright, so he could only hint at it.

But the result is.

Yan Fuhai acted as if he hadn't heard him and didn't respond at all. Helpless, Yun Hu could only obediently recover, thinking about making meritorious contributions in the future, or when he broke through to the late stage of Grandmaster.

He approached Yan Fuhai and continued to hint at his desire to become the Ninth Prince.

But I didn't expect it.

It's only the second day, and things have taken a turn for the better!
As long as I successfully capture Wei Hongfang, I will get the coveted position of the Ninth Prince!
As for whether he will fail, Wei Hongfang is, after all, a martial artist at the late stage of the Grandmaster level.

Yunhu wasn't worried at all.

An old dog who has been pampered for years and hasn't made a move in so long that his strength has long since deteriorated.

Even if he were only a mid-stage Grandmaster, Yun Hu would be confident that he could defeat Wei Hongfang.

"Ok!"

Hearing Yunhu's powerful words...

Yan Fuhai simply nodded, the indignant expression on his face having largely dissipated.

Without Wei Hongfang, does that mean I have no other subordinates?
For Yunhu to have cultivated to the mid-stage of Grandmaster at such a young age is quite impressive.

Although he had some scheming and ambition, Yan Fuhai thought it was nothing. No matter what ambition they had, once he recovered, he could easily crush them if they dared to bare their teeth at him.

If you listen to me.

It might be possible to let the other party get a taste of the bitterness.

"Go down!"

Yan Fuhai waved his hand, indicating he didn't want to say anything more.

This was simply a signal to Yunhu that he could go and arrest the person now.

Yan Fuhai also wanted to bring Wei Hongfang back as soon as possible.

After all, Yan Fuhai no longer trusts Wei Hongfang. Catching him sooner will also prevent Wei Hongfang from telling more people about his health problems.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Yunhu naturally had no objections whatsoever.

Similarly, Yunhu also wanted to ascend to the position of Ninth Prince as quickly as possible.

After bowing slightly, he left.

Guan Bao was still by his side.

However, Guan Bao had already become expressionless when Yan Fuhai said those words, his fists clenched under his sleeves, and his eyes glanced at Yun Hu intentionally or unintentionally.

In other words.

Did he even help Yunhu?
If I hadn't said those things to Wei Hongfang yesterday, Wei Hongfang wouldn't have killed someone in the street.

Yunhu won't have that opportunity today?

Despite not wanting Yunhu to take the position, he ended up helping Yunhu instead.

What the hell.

Most importantly, Guan Bao dared not speak of such things casually, in case Yan Fuhai really took his anger out on him.
Suffocated!
"Guan Bao!"

After leaving the palace.

Yun Hu managed to suppress the smile on his face, turned his head, and looked at Guan Bao solemnly.

"I need your help with this!"

Currently, Yunhu doesn't have any capable people under his command.

No matter what, Guan Bao is a martial artist at the peak of the Innate Realm, so he is definitely more capable than an ordinary subordinate.

It will be much easier to find Wei Hongfang then.

"Don't worry, once I'm in the position of the Ninth Prince, I will definitely treat you well. When the time comes, the two of us brothers will join forces, and Fu Zhengqing and Ye Liuyun will be nothing but trifles!"

A big wave of his hand.

His eyes were full of confidence.

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(End of this chapter)