So what if I have a few billion concubines while I'm cultivating immortality?

Qin Xiao looked at Mu Ziyan, whose pretty face was flushed, and said, "Zhishu is outside the door."

Mu Ziyan was taken aback: "Young Master, did you sense it with your divine sense?"

Now that she has embarked on the path of cultivation, she has gained a preliminary understanding of such profound techniques.

Qin Xiao nodded slightly: "Yes, not only Zhi Shu, but also President Mu is anxiously waiting outside the embroidery building right now. Something urgent must have happened."

"Father is here too?"

Mu Ziyan was somewhat surprised and immediately dressed up with Qin Xiao.

At this moment, Zhishu steeled herself and walked to the door of her boudoir, hesitating about how to knock and how to report.

Suddenly, Mu Ziyan's voice came from inside the room: "Zhishu, please ask Father to sit in Wenxuan Tower for a while. Young Master and I will be there shortly."

Zhi Shu was taken aback upon hearing this.

How did Miss know the Master had arrived?

Did he still realize he was outside the door?

Without thinking, she quickly replied, "Yes, Miss, I will go and inform the master right away."

Having said that, he felt as if he had been granted a pardon, turned around and ran downstairs.

……

About an incense stick later.

Inside the Wenxuan Building and its hall.

Mu Yunshan was restless, picking up his teacup and putting it down repeatedly.

Hearing footsteps outside the door, he immediately stood up and went to greet them.

A short while later, the door was pushed open.

Qin Xiao and Mu Ziyan walked in side by side.

Qin Xiao remained calm and composed, his clothes neat and tidy.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Mu Ziyan's pretty face flushed slightly, and her hair was a little loose.

Her eyes and brows still held a hint of spring, adding to her charm.

Upon seeing Qin Xiao, Mu Yunshan was about to bow deeply: "This humble subject..."

"President Mu, there's no need for such formalities."

Qin Xiao waved his hand casually, "There are no outsiders here, no need to be formal, please sit down. What's the matter that's so urgent?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Yunshan immediately straightened up, but dared not truly relax.

He stepped forward, approached Qin Xiao, and in a very low voice, reported in detail about Qin Yuan's earlier siege of the mansion with his troops, his threat to launch a strong attack on Ziyan Pavilion the next day, the troop mobilization within the city, and the gathering of dozens of high-level martial artists.

Having finished speaking, his forehead was already covered in cold sweat, and he looked at Qin Xiao nervously: "Your Majesty, the situation is critical! Prince Jin is desperate this time... Alas, I will try to find a way to bribe or distract some of the guards at the city gate so that Your Majesty can leave Jinyang City tonight and avoid the brunt of the attack! As for what happens next..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Xiao suddenly chuckled and interrupted, saying, "I appreciate President Mu's kindness, but if Qin Yuan wants to come, then let him come. I will wait for him here at Ziyan Pavilion."

"what?"

Mu Yunshan was taken aback: "Your Majesty! You may not fully understand the situation. The Prince of Jin has summoned nearly a hundred martial arts masters this time, the weakest of whom is at least a sixth-level expert! Add to that his personal guards, this..."

Seeing her father sweating profusely with worry, Mu Ziyan smiled sweetly: "Father, please don't worry. Since the young master said he's alright, then he must be alright. You don't need to worry."

"this……"

Mu Yunshan looked at his daughter's determined expression.

Then look at Qin Xiao's calm, unwavering eyes.

The next moment, he realized something crucial.

Yes!

What is Your Majesty's status?

He is the true Son of Heaven!

Since he dared to be so calm, he must have been prepared in advance!

He didn't even put nearly a hundred martial arts masters in his eyes...

What does that mean?

This suggests that although His Majesty's trip appeared to be simple and unpretentious, he must have secretly arranged for a sufficient number and strength of guards to accompany him!

Moreover, the strength of these guards is probably far superior to that of those martial arts masters!

I was so flustered that I didn't even think of this!

How could His Majesty be completely unprepared during his incognito visit?

Thinking of this, Mu Yunshan felt a huge weight lifted from his heart and let out a long sigh. He looked at Qin Xiao and said, "It was my foolishness and haste that prevented me from understanding Your Majesty's profound meaning! Your Majesty's wise and discerning mind must have already made proper arrangements. I was just worrying unnecessarily and disturbed Your Majesty's rest. I beg Your Majesty's forgiveness!"

Looking at Mu Yunshan's arrogant yet obsequious demeanor, Qin Xiao felt somewhat helpless and waved his hand, saying, "It's alright. Your trip was out of concern for Ziyan and loyalty to me, which I have remembered."

Upon hearing this, Mu Yunshan was overjoyed and quickly bowed, saying, "Your Majesty is too kind. This is merely my duty!"

He hesitated for a moment, then added, "Then this humble subject will not disturb Your Majesty's rest any longer. Your Majesty's body is of great value and needs to rest well and recuperate."

Then, he looked at his daughter and solemnly said, "Yan'er, you must serve His Majesty well and not be negligent in the slightest."

Upon hearing this, Mu Ziyan's pretty face flushed even more, and she quickly lowered her head in embarrassment: "Father, you don't need to tell me, I know..."

Mu Yunshan felt much more at ease. After bidding farewell to Wenxuan Tower, he simply found a room in the backyard of Ziyan Pavilion to stay in, so that he could be at their service at any time.

At the same time, he also wanted to witness firsthand how Qin Xiao would deal with the ignorant Prince Jin with ruthless methods.

Late at night, in the boudoir of the embroidered tower.

The red candles flickered, and a warm fragrance wafted through the air.

Qin Xiao sat on the edge of the bed, not in a hurry to go to sleep.

With his eyes slightly closed, his mid-stage Core Formation divine sense suddenly spread out, instantly covering most of the entire Jinyang Prefecture.

Everything within the city was reflected in his mind with exquisite detail.

Inside and outside the Prince of Jin's residence, lights were on and people were everywhere.

The sounds of clashing armor were incessant.

Nearly a hundred auras, some strong and some weak, belonging to martial artists, gathered around the Prince's Mansion and several important street corners, their killing intent barely concealed.

The city gates were heavily guarded, with bows and crossbows nocked, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Everything was exactly as Mu Yunshan had reported.

However, faced with this inescapable trap, Qin Xiao could only sneer.

"A clown jumping around, struggling in vain!"

He slowly withdrew his consciousness, opened his eyes, and his gaze was calm.

"Young master, is the situation serious?"

Mu Ziyan changed into her nightgown, walked over and sat down next to Qin Xiao, massaging his shoulders as she softly asked him questions.

Enjoying Mu Ziyan's service, Qin Xiao calmly said, "They're just a bunch of chickens and dogs, nothing to worry about, Yan'er."

He paused, then calmly said, "If we want to resolve this, we can do it tonight. But I'm too lazy to do it now. It'll be easier to deal with them all at once when they come to us tomorrow."

"By the way, let's settle some old scores that some people accumulated before they even ascended to the throne."

Upon hearing this, Mu Ziyan did not ask any further questions.

She continued massaging Qin Xiao.

"Come."

Suddenly, Qin Xiao pulled Mu Ziyan into his arms and said softly, "While it's still early, let me help you consolidate the results of today's Qi-inducing process. In the path of cultivation, the foundation is the most important."

"Um."

Mu Ziyan nodded gently and obediently lay down.

Inside the boudoir, the candlelight was soft.

Only the sound of their breathing and the flow of spiritual energy remained...