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Chapter 9 You've Grown Up

Looking at the Desert Eagle in Lu Chen's hand, Chu Yuqin was slightly stunned. After all, this was a weapon that allowed an ordinary person to instantly kill a ninth-grade martial artist.

Seeing that Chu Yuqin was very curious about the Desert Eagle, Lu Chen handed her the Desert Eagle with the magazine removed.

After taking the Desert Eagle, Chu Yuqin stroked it repeatedly with her fair hands. She was very curious about how this little thing could kill a ninth-rank martial artist.

Chu Yuqin then asked, "Chen'er, where did you get this weapon?"

Chu Yuqin was a martial artist after all, and had seen many weapons. The moment she picked it up, she could tell that the materials used to make the Desert Eagle were extraordinary, and the precision of the weapon was beyond human imagination.

It's even possible that the royal family of the Great Xia Dynasty didn't have such materials, nor could they manufacture such sophisticated weapons.

Although Lu Chen survived thanks to this mysterious weapon, Chu Yuqin felt somewhat guilty. She had been protecting Lu Chen's safety, yet the provider of this mysterious weapon still managed to come into contact with him.

What if the other party wasn't providing Lu Chen with weapons, but instead wanted to kill him? The consequences would be unimaginable.

Lu Chen smiled and replied, "Aunt Chu, if I said these were parts that were custom-made and then I assembled them myself, would you believe me?"

Chu Yuqin snorted and said, "I'm not stupid."

Lu Chen pretended to be an adult and said, "Aunt Chu, I'm a man now, it's normal to have some little secrets."

Lu Chen was just joking, but Chu Yuqin fell silent after hearing his words.

Since Lu Chen lost his mother when he was ten years old, Chu Yuqin has been taking care of him and treating him like her own child.

Now that Lu Chen is sixteen years old and married, she still subconsciously treats him like a child.

Seeing that Chu Yuqin remained silent, Lu Chen asked疑惑地问道, "Aunt Chu, what are you thinking? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Chu Yuqin snapped out of her daze and handed the Desert Eagle back to Lu Chen, a relieved smile on her face. "Chen'er, you're right. You've grown up and are a man now. Auntie shouldn't continue to treat you like a child."

"However, I still want to remind you that the person who provides you with weapons must have a big plan, so be careful."

"Also, you must never let outsiders know about those two weapons you have, otherwise even if you reach Beijun, you will attract a constant stream of assassins from powerful figures in the martial arts world."

Lu Chen said, "Yes, Aunt Chu, don't worry, I know the pros and cons."

Chu Yuqin said, "Alright, go check on Zixuan and the others first."

Chu Yuqin then turned and left, heading towards Li Feng and the others.

At this moment, Li Feng and the others were cleaning up the bodies when they saw Chu Yuqin arrive. Li Feng immediately asked, "Madam Chu, is the Prince alright?"

Chu Yuqin said calmly, "Yes, it's nothing."

At this point, Chu Yuqin reminded him, "General Li, I hope you and your soldiers can pretend that you didn't see what happened today."

Upon hearing Chu Yuqin's words, Li Feng instantly understood what she meant.

She was clearly referring to the Northern King's instant kill of a ninth-rank martial artist.

Rumors circulated that the Northern King was nothing but a useless prince, completely ignorant of martial arts, rarely studying, and spending his days eating, drinking, and having fun.

When Mu Changtian approached Li Feng, hoping he could escort the Northern King to his fiefdom in Beijun, Li Feng was somewhat reluctant.

But seeing this today, it seems everyone was wrong.

With such a terrifying weapon in his hands, the Northern King is clearly not a simple waste.

That's a ninth-rank martial artist!

A ninth-rank master whose strength is second only to a grandmaster!

That ninth-rank martial artist was gone after just one extra glance at the Northern King.

And that eighth-rank martial artist—at such a distance, Li Feng knew he might not even be able to kill him with an arrow.

Eighth-rank martial artists possess spiritual energy within their bodies, allowing them to control their muscles to clamp the arrowhead when it enters their bodies.

However, the Northern King used some unknown weapon and instantly blew the head off that eighth-rank martial artist from such a distance.

Moreover, at that time, the Northern King was just lying on the ground without making any movement. Shooting an arrow requires drawing the bow, but the Northern King just lay there like that, and the life of that eighth-rank martial artist came to an end.

This is enough to show how terrifying the weapon in the hands of the Northern King is!

The Northern King possesses such a terrifying weapon, yet he does not vie for the throne, and even willingly goes to the Northern Commandery.

What does this tell us?

Li Feng dared not think any further.

He even had some doubts about whether the Northern King would kill him to silence him.

Although he was the general of the guards sent by the Northern King to his fief, he was also a general of the Great Xia Tiger Army.

The Northern King may not trust these people!

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Li Feng and the others' backs.

After reminding Li Feng and the others, Chu Yuqin turned and left.

Watching Chu Yuqin's retreating figure, a soldier whispered to Li Feng, "General... will we be silenced after we reach Beijun?"

The soldiers following Li Feng were all elites of the Tiger Legion. They were not stupid, and they knew very well what it meant to possess a weapon capable of instantly killing a ninth-rank martial artist.

At this moment, everyone believed that the Northern King must have a grand scheme, so in order to prevent what happened today from being leaked, the Northern King would most likely kill them to silence them.

To reassure the remaining hundred or so soldiers, Li Feng immediately said, "Don't talk nonsense, kid."

"We are the men of Duke Mu, who is the father-in-law of the King of the North. The King of the North must trust us."

Upon hearing Li Feng's words, the soldiers realized what was happening.

Yes, Duke Mu is the father-in-law of the King of the North, and Duke Mu's daughter is a princess.

Aren't these soldiers from Duke Mu's faction essentially on the Northern King's side?

Why would the Northern King kill his own people for no reason?

Thinking of this, the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Li Feng was still very worried at this time.

Although these people belonged to Duke Mu's faction, they were also part of the Great Xia Tiger Army. After sending the Northern King to the Northern Commandery, they were to return to the capital.

Would the Northern King really trust these people?

That's hard to say.

However, there is no other way now; we can only find out the true thoughts of the Northern King once we reach the Northern Commandery.

After cleaning up the scene, Lu Chen and his convoy set off again, continuing their journey to Beijun.

Several hours later.

A restaurant.

Lu Shuyun sat by the window, quietly waiting for news to arrive.

At this moment, he vaguely felt that something was wrong. Logically speaking, those people should have returned long ago, but there was still no news.

Just then, a man dressed in gray clothes came out in a panic.

"Your Highness, something terrible has happened!"

The man knelt down immediately after entering the room.

Lu Shuyun frowned, then asked in a cold voice, "What happened?"

The man immediately replied, "The Blood Moon Tower failed, and none of the people they sent out returned alive, including those two ninth-rank experts."

"The Blood Moon Tower Master is currently furious, believing that we deliberately tricked them and demanding compensation from us."

(End of this chapter)