When I stopped licking, the lady panicked.

"If you wish to harm the young master, you must first kill us."

The black-armored army quickly assembled and formed a protective barrier around Lin Xuan.

Looking at the black-armored soldiers clad in dark armor, Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes and said, "Lin Jiangxian's black-armored army, though invincible, is not without its challenges."

Lin Xuan asked, "If the Black Armor Army were to come out in full force, could you withstand them?"

"Even if you could, could the entire Heavenly Fire Palace do it?"

Xiao Yan said coldly, "Are you threatening me?"

"This is merely the foundation of our Zhenbei Prince's Mansion. If you want to interpret it as a threat, then so be it," Lin Xuan said calmly.

Xiao Yan stared at the dark mass of black-armored soldiers, pondered for a long time, and finally chose to compromise.

Given the strength of the Black Armor Army, if they were to launch a full-scale attack, the entire Heavenly Fire Palace would likely be disbanded on the spot.

Therefore, Xiao Yan had no choice but to compromise.

"Lin Jiangxian's death was not unjust. With such a powerful background, how could His Majesty be at ease?" Xiao Yan sneered and looked at Lin Xuan. "Speak, what game do you want to play?"

Lin Xuan said, "To compose poems and essays."

"Oh?" Xiao Yan chuckled. "With your limited experience, you dare to challenge an old man like me in composing poetry? How laughable!"

Faced with Xiao Yan's taunts, Lin Xuan simply smiled and said, "Palace Master Xiao, don't make sarcastic remarks too soon, or it will be embarrassing if we lose later."

"Loss? There is absolutely no way I could lose!" Xiao Yan said confidently.

Lin Xuan smiled and shook his head, saying, "No, you will definitely lose."

Lin Xuan's confidence stemmed from the fact that he was a reincarnated individual who had personally witnessed the poet's brilliance three years later.

Three years later, a poet will emerge in Daqing, whose literary talent will be unparalleled throughout history.

Lin Xuan was fortunate enough to have memorized several poems, which allowed him to confidently compete with Xiao Yan.

"Since we are in the midst of slaughter, why don't we compose a poem about the battlefield?" Lin Xuan said.

Xiao Yan said, "Young Master Lin, please feel free to speak."

Lin Xuan smiled slightly and said, "If I speak first, Palace Master Xiao will probably not have the chance to speak."

Xiao Yan said, "Please."

Lin Xuan said, "Since that's the case, then I will begin. I hope Palace Master Xiao will keep his promise."

After speaking, Lin Xuan paused for a moment, then began to recite: "Lying stiffly in a lonely village, I do not grieve for myself, but still think of defending the frontier for my country. In the dead of night, I lie listening to the wind and rain, and dream of iron horses and icy rivers!"

When this poem was recited, everyone was stunned.

Even the few henchmen of Ye Zhaozhang who were about to be killed couldn't help but exclaim, "What a fine poem!"

The first two lines depict the image of a down-on-his-luck general, while the last two lines combine reality and imagination, directly pushing the emotion to a climax, vividly portraying the image of an elderly hero who, despite his frustration and lack of success, is still willing to drag his broken body to defend the country's borders.

This poem doesn't directly describe the battlefield, but every word evokes the battlefield.

Sure enough, the smile on Xiao Yan's face froze as soon as the poem was uttered.

His gaze toward Lin Xuan grew increasingly surprised; his dumbfounded expression clearly showed he was stunned.

"You...you..." Xiao Yan pointed at Lin Xuan, saying incredulously, "You...how could you possibly..."

Lin Xuan smiled slightly and said, "Palace Master Xiao, it's your turn."

Xiao Yan was speechless for a long time before finally laughing helplessly and saying, "Fine, I admit defeat. You're right. You spoke first, and I really didn't have a chance to speak."

"But Prince Lin, I must remind you that everything you try to change will eventually be corrected, and you will suffer the consequences."

"Remember my words."

Lin Xuan frowned and looked at Xiao Yan with a puzzled expression.

"I don't like riddles." Lin Xuan drew his demonic spear and walked towards the remaining lackeys. "According to the agreement, I'll kill them. Palace Master Xiao shouldn't stop me, right?"

"Go ahead," Xiao Yan said coldly.

Lin Xuan didn't waste any words. He raised his gun and shot, instantly beheading the remaining lackeys.

Subsequently, Lin Xuan picked up the heads of Zhang Yan, Ye Zhaozhang, and Ye Qian and took them away.

Watching the mighty army in black armor depart, Xiao Yan frowned, his eyes sharp.

"Isn't this poem by the Poet Immortal? Logically speaking, the Poet Immortal shouldn't appear for another three years. Why is Lin Xuan suddenly reciting the Poet Immortal's poem?"

Xiao Yan watched the black-armored army disappear into the distance, muttering to himself. Suddenly, he frowned, as if he had thought of something. "Could it be that he is also a reincarnated person?"

……

Upon returning to the Lin residence, Lin Xuan discovered that Uncle An had already retrieved the remains of Xiao Mumu's family.

Although it's not complete, at least it leaves us with something to remember it by.

Lin Xuan took Xiao Mumu to build a grave for her family. Afterwards, he placed the heads of Zhang Yan, Ye Zhaozhang, and Ye Qian in front of the grave to pay tribute to the spirits of the Shen family and the spirits of the other innocent people they had killed.

"Brother Lin, thank you, I have to go now." Xiao Mumu stood up and wiped away her tears.

"Where are you going?" Lin Xuan asked.

Xiao Mumu shook her head and said, "I don't know either."

Lin Xuan said, "Since we have nowhere else to go, let's stay at the Lin residence."

Lin Xuan knew that the tragedy of his family was caused by him. Keeping Mu Mu was his last compensation to the Shen family and his way of making up for his own guilt.

Little Mumu lowered her head and said with a pitiful expression, "But I can't do anything..."

"It's alright." Lin Xuan squatted down and gently rubbed Xiao Mumu's head. "I'll take care of you."

Little Mumu's eyes reddened, and she threw herself into Lin Xuan's arms, choking back tears as she said, "Thank you, Brother Lin."

Lin Xuan patted Xiao Mumu's head, picked her up, and took her back to the Lin residence.

"Young Master, you...you really killed them all?" Uncle An asked as he approached.

Lin Xuan nodded and said, "Yes."

"Oh no!" Uncle Amber sighed. "Young Master, the inauguration ceremony is in three days. Why did you have to act impulsively at this crucial moment?"

Lin Xuan asked, "Uncle An, why do you think the Emperor is in such a hurry to send me to the Northern Border?"

Amber paused for a moment, then said, "Because the North cannot be without a ruler for even a day."

"But it's been so long since my father died, is the Northern Border in chaos?" Lin Xuan asked.

Uncle An said, "No, that's not the case."

"If you don't have one, why force me to go?" Lin Xuan asked.

After a moment of contemplation, Anbo suddenly realized and exclaimed, "The emperor wants to use someone else to do his dirty work!"

Lin Xuan nodded and said, "That's right. Those arrogant soldiers and fierce generals in the Northern Border all followed my father to conquer the world. Now that my father is dead, there is no one to suppress those demons and monsters."

"So there's no way they'll submit to me. If I go now, they'll tear me apart in less than ten days."

Uncle An asked, "So, young master, you're not planning to go to the Northern Border?"

"Go, but definitely not now. The time is not ripe yet." Lin Xuan squinted, looking shrewd and calculating.

"But...but what does this have to do with you acting impulsively?" Amber asked.

Lin Xuan smiled and patted Uncle An on the shoulder, saying, "Uncle An, do you really think I'm acting on impulse? Although I was indeed angered by their actions, I am by no means a reckless man who would abandon everything and disregard life and death."

"His Majesty wants me to go to the Northern Border as soon as possible, so he will definitely announce it to the world at the enthronement ceremony. At that time, I will have no choice but to go."

"But if I kill Zhang Yan and the others at this critical juncture, will His Majesty still allow me to continue to the Northern Border? Even if he wants me to go, will the other princes and ministers agree?"

"They will definitely submit a joint petition to revoke my title of Prince of Zhenbei."

Uncle An listened and suddenly realized, saying, "Young Master is wise! But what if His Majesty uses this as an excuse to take away military power again? Wouldn't that be..."

"Zhang Yan and his ilk are not clean to begin with. If Your Majesty dares to strip them of their military power, I will expose what they have done, and then no one will have a good time!" Lin Xuan said with a sharp look in his eyes and full of confidence.