I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

Upon seeing these four people, Lu Tianqian's expression changed, and he quickly stepped down from the dragon throne and respectfully bowed.

"Lu Tianqian pays his respects to the four clan elders!"

These four people are none other than the four elders of the Great Qian royal family who have been living in seclusion in the imperial mausoleum for many years!

The leading elder glanced at Lu Tianqian indifferently, his voice devoid of any emotion.

"Remember, on this land of the Great Qian, the Lu imperial family will always be in charge!"

"A mere heir of the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion dared to repeatedly slaughter members of my Lu imperial family, and even kill a renowned Confucian scholar, shaking the very foundation of the nation! Such crimes deserve a thousand deaths!"

"Issue our decree!" Another clan elder's voice was icy cold. "Immediately mobilize the Imperial Guards and bring that traitor Chu Feng back to me! Alive or dead, I demand!"

"The Golden Guard?!"

Upon hearing these three words, everyone present, including Lu Tianqian, was shocked and their faces showed horror.

Golden Guard!

This is the most mysterious and powerful force in the hands of the Great Qian royal family! Its members are all top experts selected from the royal family's collateral branches and assassins. Each of them has the terrifying combat power to fight against a thousand people, and they only obey the royal patriarch!

This force has not appeared before the world for decades!

Unexpectedly, today, for the sake of Chu Feng, the royal family is actually going to use this trump card!

"Four elders, the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion is hiding a top-tier expert; I'm afraid..."

At this moment, Lu Tianqian spoke up.

"Hmph, what kind of bullshit expert is he!" one of the clan elders scoffed.

The elder at the head of the clan, his cloudy eyes flashing with a chilling light, said, "Fourth brother, go to the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion and kill everyone there except the Prince himself. Consider it a warning to that Prince, and tell him to obediently become a tool in the hands of the Lu royal family, or this will be his fate!"

"Yes!" Another elder nodded, and his figure instantly disappeared from the main hall.

……

into the night,

The heavy yet orderly footsteps, like the beating of war drums, once again shook this city that never sleeps.

But this time, it was not the ordinary imperial guards that were dispatched.

Armies clad in dark gold armor, wearing ferocious demon masks, and wielding specially made armor-piercing crossbows and black iron swords, emerged silently from the depths of the imperial city like ghosts from hell.

They numbered only three thousand, but the overwhelming murderous aura emanating from each of them was more terrifying than tens of thousands of imperial guards combined!

Their movements were silent and unwavering, their commands strictly obeyed, as if they were a unified whole. The chilling, murderous aura they exuded sent shivers down the spines of all the imperial guards and city guards patrolling along the way, causing them to retreat in fear and avoid direct eye contact.

This is the Golden Guard!

The Great Qian royal family has kept its terrifying power sealed away for decades, enough to make any sect or family tremble in fear!

The three thousand Golden Guards, led by a commander who also wore a ghost mask and was as burly as an iron tower, did not stop for a moment. They transformed into a dark golden torrent and rushed straight towards the city gate, their target Chu Feng!

……

Meanwhile, at the Prince of Zhenbei's Mansion.

The study was brightly lit.

Chu Tianyuan sat upright in the main seat, stroking an ancient tiger tally in his hand, his face as calm as still water, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Below him, Xiao Nihuang, Bai Zijun, and Meiji sat in rows, the atmosphere somewhat somber.

"Your Highness, we have just received news that the Imperial Guard has been mobilized. Three thousand troops have already left the capital, and their target is likely Chu Feng." Xiao Nihuang spoke first, her handsome face showing a hint of worry.

"The Golden Guard?" Upon hearing this, Meiji lazily stretched, outlining a breathtaking figure, but a disdainful smile curled at the corner of her lips. "Hehehe...sounds pretty formidable. I wonder if they can withstand a single sword strike from Master?"

Bai Zijun didn't speak, he just sat there quietly, his indifferent face showing no emotion, as if nothing in this world could move him.

Chu Tianyuan's gaze swept across the three faces one by one, and finally, he spoke slowly, his voice so calm it was almost frightening.

"Pass down the order: all Xuanjia Guards within the Prince's Palace shall be placed on high alert."

"Also, inform Po Jun to be ready at any time."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Nihuang's pupils contracted slightly: "Your Highness, do you mean...?"

Chu Tianyuan did not answer, but instead cast his gaze toward the deep night outside the window, his deep eyes flashing with a chilling light.

Just then, the study door was suddenly flung open with a bang, and Uncle Fu scrambled in, his face filled with terror and panic.

"Your Highness! Something terrible has happened! Someone has broken in! The guards in the manor can't hold them off!"

Before the words were even finished, an incomparably terrifying aura swept in from outside the courtyard like a tsunami, instantly enveloping the entire palace. That aura was both chilling and domineering!

Chu Tianyuan's expression instantly darkened. He abruptly stood up, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

"Let's go take a look."

The group quickly walked out of the study and into the front yard.

The courtyard was already littered with corpses, dozens of Xuanjia Guards lay dead in pools of blood, their deaths gruesome.

An old man dressed in an ancient brocade robe, with a sinister face, stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood. His turbid eyes were coldly staring at Chu Tianyuan and the others who had just arrived, as if he were looking at a group of ants.

"So you are Chu Tianyuan?" the old man spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, carrying an undeniable arrogance. "How dare you! Bathed in the imperial grace of my Lu clan, you show no gratitude, yet dare to indulge your descendants in making enemies of my royal family! You are truly an ungrateful wretch!"

Chu Tianyuan looked at him, his eyes as cold as knives: "Your Excellency broke into my royal residence in the dead of night and indiscriminately killed innocent people. Is this how the royal family treats its guests?"

"Hospitality? You dare to challenge me?"

The old man chuckled, and his terrifying aura, belonging to the peak of the Void Realm, suddenly erupted, pressing down on everyone present except Bai Zijun and Meiji. They all felt a tightness in their chests, shortness of breath, and their faces turned pale.

"I am Lu Tianxing, an elder of the Great Qian imperial family! Today, I have been ordered to come and massacre your Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, to teach you, you arrogant old fool, a small lesson!"

Elder of the Great Qian Imperial Family!

Xiao Nihuang's pupils suddenly contracted, her heart filled with shock and horror. She never imagined that such a terrifying old monster was hidden within the Great Qian royal family!

"Hehehe..." Mei Ji giggled, swaying her slender waist as she walked to Bai Zijun's side. She gently bumped him with her fragrant shoulder and whispered in a seductive voice, "Brother Bai, this old man is so arrogant, I'm so scared."

Bai Zijun ignored her teasing, her cold eyes silently fixed on Lu Tianxing.

"A cripple and a vixen, how dare you be so insolent before me?" Lu Tianxing noticed the two, and when he saw Bai Zijun's empty right arm, his eyes revealed undisguised contempt and disdain. "Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure blurred and became a blur, his five fingers forming claws, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, aiming straight for Bai Zijun's crown.

He used all his strength in that claw strike, confident that he could crush the ignorant cripple before him, along with his soul.

However, faced with this earth-shattering attack, Bai Zijun didn't even lift an eyelid.

He simply raised his left hand slowly.

A white sword light suddenly appeared without warning.

The sword light was faint and light, like a sliver of moonlight that occasionally streaks across the night sky, silent yet incredibly fast.