I, the villainous eldest prince, will suppress everything!

click!

In Dong Jin's imagination, the scene where Qin Li's head was chopped off by him with a single blow did not happen.

Qin Li used only one hand to grasp the fierce blade that was slashing at him.

Dong Jin's eyes widened suddenly, filled with disbelief.

Are Qin Li's hands made of iron?

No, even if it were made of iron, it should have been cleaved in two by his longsword.

The next moment, Dong Jin sheathed his sword and slashed fiercely at Qin Li's other side.

click!

The result was exactly the same.

Qin Li gripped the blade with just one hand.

Throughout the entire process, Qin Li handled it as effortlessly as if he were swatting a mosquito.

He stood motionless, but the wind from the long sword blew the hair at his temples into disarray.

"How is this possible?"

Consort Hui, who was watching the battle from afar, turned from great joy to astonishment.

Is this still the Qin Li he knows?

How could Qin Li emerge unscathed from his elder brother's hands?

You should know that his elder brother's two strikes were the culmination of his life's work.

Even a ninth-rank master might not be able to block it, but Qin Li not only blocked it, but did so so easily that the two seemed to be on completely different levels.

"How is that impossible?"

"Big brother, he's not the same big brother he used to be!"

"Your Highness Consort Hui, it seems you've been confined in the palace for too long."

Beside him, Qin Feng crossed his arms, seemingly making sarcastic remarks, but actually reminding Consort Hui.

Consort Hui and Qin Li have a deep-seated blood feud, and there is a possibility that they will form an alliance in the future.

If Consort Hui underestimates Qin Li, she won't even know how she died in the future.

To be honest, Qin Feng was also extremely shocked.

Inside the underground palace of Mount Jiuyi, he had seen Qin Li make a move and defeat Su Chen in one strike.

But Qin Li back then was nowhere near as formidable as he is now.

Qin Li's speed in cultivating martial arts is nothing short of monstrous.

Qin Li easily blocked both of Dong Jin's attacks, and Dong Jin lost face. He was a marquis who was awarded the title of marquis through military merit. If he could not defeat Qin Li in his own residence tonight, how could he face anyone in the capital? He should go back to his hometown of Huozhou as soon as possible and stop making a fool of himself.

Thinking of this, Dong Jin was about to sheathe his sword again and strike once more!

He simply refused to believe that Qin Li was that tough!

But when he tried to move, he found he couldn't.

Qin Li held onto the blade tightly, and even when Dong Jin exerted all his strength, he couldn't retract his long sword.

It wasn't over yet; a ghostly green flame appeared before his eyes.

That sound came from Qin Li's hand, which was gripping the blade.

Even from a distance, Dong Jin could feel the intense heat of the flames; if he got any closer, he would likely get burned.

"Boom!"

The flames suddenly grew larger and exploded from Qin Li's palm.

It swiftly lunged towards the long sword between the two.

The longsword turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then it slowly turns into molten iron and splashes down.

First the blade, then the hilt!

The eerie green flames hurtled toward Dong Jin's hand, which was gripping the hilt of the knife, at an incredible speed.

Startled, Dong Jin quickly loosened his grip on the knife handle and took three quick steps.

Fortunately, he released his grip quickly, and as he did so, the flames had already engulfed the entire longsword.

In just a few breaths, the long sword vanished, turning into a pool of molten iron on the ground.

Seeing this, Dong Jin's breathing became a little rapid.

If he hadn't let go, he would have been...

"Lord Dong, it's my turn to attack. I hope you can hold out for a few more rounds and not disappoint me."

After saying that, Qin Li played with the flame in his palm and was about to slap it at Dong Jin.

"Wait, wait! I surrender! I surrender!"

Dong Jin decisively admitted defeat without the slightest hesitation.

Hesitation means certain death.

A true expert's skill is immediately apparent.

He was no match for Qin Li.

Upon hearing this, Qin Li slowly withdrew the Netherworld Profound Fire from his hand and said, "It's boring."

Then he waved his hand, instructing Qin Feng to lead Zhou Biao and the others to search the mansion, determined to find Fang Yuan no matter what.

During the search of the mansion, Dong Jin did not stop him, since it had been agreed beforehand that if he lost, Qin Li would be allowed to search the mansion.

When Consort Hui stepped forward to help him up, Dong Jin was still in a daze.

Still shaken, his forehead was covered in large beads of sweat.

He just felt the threat of death!

"Big brother, are you alright?"

Consort Hui asked with concern.

Now, Consort Hui can only rely on Dong Jin.

Emperor Xuan compromised and will not avenge Qin Yu at all.

Whether or not Qin Yu can be avenged depends on Dong Jin.

As for the Dong family of Huozhou, although they are powerful, they are too far away to be relied upon for the time being.

"It's alright."

Dong Jin waved his hand, took a few deep breaths, and calmed himself down.

Looking at Qin Li, Dong Jin couldn't help but say, "Your Highness, you've been hiding your true nature very well!"

"well--"

"You can't just say things like that!"

"My cultivation level is all thanks to my arduous training during my trip to the border."

Qin Li looked at his hands and was very satisfied with his cultivation level.

"Does Your Highness even believe that yourself?"

Dong Jin simply didn't believe it. In just a few months, Qin Li had advanced several major realms, something even martial arts geniuses couldn't do.

"Fine, don't believe me then."

Qin Li was too lazy to explain any further.

Putting his hand down, Qin Li said again, "Lord Dong, since you have already experienced my superior skills and admit defeat, then please tell those old fellows in the capital not to provoke me when you have time! I may spare your life today, but who knows what tomorrow will bring."

In the capital, besides Dong Jin, Qin Li has many other rivals.

I made a fool of myself at Dong Jin's residence today, which can be seen as a warning to others.

Qin Li hoped that before he was officially named Crown Prince, everyone would behave themselves and not cause him any trouble.

While the two were talking, Qin Feng and his men quickly searched the entire Marquis's residence, inside and out.

Seeing that no one had come out with them, Qin Li knew that they hadn't found them.

"Please forgive me, brother!"

Fearing that Qin Li would punish him, Qin Feng approached Qin Li, cupped his hands, and whispered, "Brother, are you mistaken? The person isn't in the Marquis's residence. We've searched everywhere, inside and out, but we can't find him."

Zhou Biao, who was standing to the side, nodded, confirming that they hadn't found it.

Qin Li said nothing and stopped arguing, then turned and left with his men.

Watching Qin Li and the others leave, Dong Jin happily cupped his hands in farewell, "Respectfully seeing off Your Highnesses, please take care!"

Only after the person disappeared from sight did Dong Jin's smile fade.

Today, he was defeated by Qin Li, and the Marquis's mansion was also searched.

He's completely lost face; I really don't know how people will talk about him in the future.

"Brother, why haven't they found them?" Consort Hui asked, puzzled.

She clearly saw the man in black robes go to the back hall.

Where exactly did Dong Jin hide the person?

Dong Jin didn't speak, but simply put his hands behind his back and said, "Stay a little longer, then you can go back to the palace too."

……

Leaving the Marquis's residence.

Zhou Biao couldn't help but say, "Your Highness, this is really strange. We just can't find Fang Yuan. Could it be that Fang Yuan isn't at the Marquis's residence?"

Qin Li walked at the front with his hands behind his back, while Qin Feng beside him didn't dare to say a word.

"Whether he's in the Marquis's residence or not, we'll know by keeping an eye on him."

"yes!"

Zhou Biao clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, "Go and do it immediately."

Just because we didn't find it today doesn't mean we won't find it in the future.

If Fang Yuan were truly in the Marquis's residence, he couldn't possibly hide there forever.

As long as someone is sent to keep an eye on the Marquis's every move, Fang Yuan will eventually be found.

While Zhou Biao was running errands, Qin Li asked again, "What are your plans for the future?"

Qin Feng smiled bitterly. This question shouldn't have been asked of him; Qin Li should have asked it of himself.

In the capital, he couldn't control his own fate, Qin Lineng.

"I will follow my elder brother's arrangements."

Qin Feng cupped his hands in apology, saying that was all he could say.

"Very well, then you should stay in your own residence for the time being and cultivate your character."

"When you have free time, visit the palace more often to pay your respects to the Emperor!"

His visit to the palace to pay his respects was a pretense; his real purpose was to keep an eye on Emperor Xuan... Qin Feng smiled bitterly again. Unbeknownst to him, he had also become Qin Li's henchman.