I, the villainous eldest prince, will suppress everything!

As fully armed soldiers appeared on the street, the four masters couldn't help but exchange a glance, realizing they had been tricked.

Of the four, Master Wenzhi was the most cautious. He said:

"Crown Prince Qin Li has laid an ambush. This humble monk suggests that we retreat first and find another opportunity another day."

Master Wenzhi is Master Wenjing's senior fellow disciple.

Master Wenjing always followed Master Wenzhi's advice, so he nodded.

The two monks were about to use their Buddhist supernatural powers to escape, and the soldiers were no match for them.

But Wu Er suddenly cursed, "What a bunch of cowards! All those years of cultivation have been for nothing! It's like their efforts have gone to waste!"

"If we cannot kill Qin Li today, we will have no chance in the future!"

"We have four grandmasters among us, what are we afraid of?!"

"No matter how many of them there are, they're just cannon fodder."

Grandmasters are incredibly powerful, capable of withstanding an army of ten thousand. Not to mention, they now have four grandmasters. Even if they turned the capital upside down and went to the palace to kill the Great Zhou emperor, no one could stop them.

The short, stout man with large, dark eyes twitched slightly, and after thinking for a moment, said:

"Two sorcerers, although Crown Prince Qin Li was aware of and took precautions against our assassination attempt, he is by no means a match for the four of us combined!"

"Besides, if we really escape today, how will we explain ourselves when we return?"

"Today's assassination attempt is a complete break with Crown Prince Qin Li. If he doesn't die, he will surely launch a war against both countries."

"Would the two mages really want to see such devastation and countless deaths?"

"Therefore, Qin Li must be killed today!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Biao, who was standing next to Qin Li, trembled even more violently, almost like a leaf.

He thought he could scare away the four grandmasters, but who knew they were determined to join forces to assassinate Qin Li.

No, this is no longer an assassination, but a lawless killing.

"Your Highness, what...what should we do?"

Zhou Biao's mouth wouldn't listen, and he stammered as he asked.

Four grandmasters joining forces to kill one person—this was something that had never happened before in the world; it was a situation where certain death was inevitable.

He truly had no idea what heinous things his prince had done that warranted four grandmasters joining forces to kill him!

Disagreeing with Zhou Biao's fear and panic, Qin Li remained completely calm:

"What's there to be afraid of? They're just four Grandmasters, not forty or four hundred. You take on two, I'll take on two, and that'll be the end of it."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Biao stiffly twisted his neck, staring wide-eyed at Qin Li in disbelief.

Want to hear it?

Is this even human language?

He's a grandmaster, a grandmaster!

The person with the highest martial arts skill in the world.

No one is taller than them.

Every master can be worth ten thousand troops.

They're not street thugs who can act recklessly.

One person fighting two?

It's more like one of them could take on both of them.

Stepping forward, Qin Li's gaze swept over the four men. "Hey, I have no grudge against you four. You've lowered yourselves to the level of Grandmasters to try and kill me. Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the world?"

"Enough with the nonsense!"

Wu Er, a tall, thin Grandmaster from Northern Mang, pointed at Qin Li on the steps and said, "You are a scourge, a universally acknowledged demon. You are the one who started the wars and caused the suffering of the people. My brother and I, along with two other sorcerers, are here to rid the world of this scourge and the people of this scourge!"

The short, stout Wu Da nodded in agreement. They needed a reason to kill Qin Li, and this reason couldn't be more suitable.

The two monks exchanged a glance, about to nod in agreement, but Qin Li spoke first, "Both monks, it's said that monks don't lie. Aren't you afraid of offending Buddha by speaking so contrary to your conscience?"

"this……"

Master Wenzhi and Master Wenjing exchanged a glance, paused, and remained silent.

In truth, they all knew that what Wu Er said was somewhat high-sounding.

The wars that have broken out in the world were not started by Qin Li at all. Take the recent war between the Great Zhou and the Northern Mang, for example. It was the Northern Mang that started it first. Wu Er is clearly the villain who is accusing others first.

The war was not only not started by Qin Li, but it was also ended by Qin Li. Otherwise, many more people would have suffered and become homeless.

The reason they joined forces to kill Qin Li was because Qin Li's existence seriously affected the benefits and interests that their two countries gained from the Great Zhou.

The Buddha sent them to kill Qin Li because Qin Li disliked Buddhism, which would affect their future missionary work in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

If a master from the Northern Barbarian Kingdom comes to kill Qin Li, then it's even simpler; it's just a matter of settling old and new scores together.

Qin Li looked at the two old monks, who seemed to want to speak but couldn't, and asked with a cold smile:

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

"If you want to kill me, just say so. You don't need to come up with so many high-sounding reasons. They're disgusting."

Knowing that the two mages were easily swayed by morality, Wu Er did not give Qin Li the chance. He said, "Crown Prince of Great Zhou, we now have four Grandmasters. Even if you suddenly grow a pair of wings, you cannot escape today's inevitable death."

"Why don't you offer up your head and we'll leave immediately? Otherwise, too many innocent people will be affected, and nobody wants that."

Despite Qin Li's prior ambush and the large number of soldiers protecting him, they were nothing more than a paper wall in front of the four Grandmasters. They could wipe out all the soldiers with a wave of their hands.

"Nothing to discuss?"

Qin Li asked.

Wu Er shook his head. "No."

Now that they've come, they must kill Qin Li before they can return and report back.

Otherwise, their trip to Zhou would have been meaningless, and I believe the two monks felt the same way.

Moreover, if Qin Li doesn't die, they really don't know how they'll face the world afterward.

If four grandmasters working together couldn't kill Qin Li, where would their reputation as grandmasters be?

"Have you thought it through?"

Qin Li threatened, "Before you attack me, everything is negotiable. The relations between nations haven't broken down yet. But once you attack me, it will be an invasion of national war!"

"One against two? My Great Zhou is not afraid! Even if it means death, I will take a piece of your flesh!"

"Alright, enough nonsense. Delaying time has always been His Highness's specialty."

Wu Er couldn't take it anymore and was about to make a move.

He's not one to waste time talking nonsense.

"Okay, okay!"

After saying "good" three times in a row, Qin Li said, "Come out. Did you really think that's all I was prepared for?"

As soon as he finished speaking, two people suddenly descended from the sky from the high roof of the Song mansion behind him.

The man was slovenly, and the woman was beautiful!

Before coming to assassinate Qin Li.

They had already thoroughly investigated all the experts around Qin Li in the capital.

The woman's name was Bai Zhenzhen, and they were not afraid.

He's just a newly promoted grandmaster in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

One person is enough to deal with her.

But the men, they...

"What is he doing here?"

Wu Er asked.

According to their information, the man should be far away in Jiangnan.

Their informants were sending messages by carrier pigeon just a few days ago.

Tell them about the man you saw with your own eyes in Jiangnan.

The man was none other than the sword immortal Li Fuyao!

"We've been tricked!"

"It's Qin Li's deliberate attempt to create confusion!"

Needless to say, the Li Fuyao that the informant saw in Jiangnan was a fake; someone else was impersonating her.

The real Li Fuyao had already entered the capital and was just waiting for this day.

"What's there to be afraid of? They only have two Grandmasters, while we have four!"

"What if, too, that old snake..."

These words shocked all four grandmasters.

If the old snake at Xuanque Pass is also a fake.

So there are three Grandmasters in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Although they still outnumber each other, they no longer hold an absolute advantage.

As they were talking, an elderly man with a hunched back slowly walked out from the Song residence.

Several brightly colored venomous snakes were following at his feet...