I, the villainous eldest prince, will suppress everything!

Seeing that the soldiers didn't help him hold down Wu Da so that he could easily cut off Wu Da's head, but instead ran over and hugged him, Murong Jin was furious. He kicked them all to the ground one by one.

After kicking them over, Murong Jin was still not satisfied and took out a knife, pointing it at them:

"Are you all tired of living? What are you doing stopping me? Hold this undercover agent down and watch me chop his head off with one stroke!"

After saying that, Murong Jin rolled up his sleeves, ready to get down to business.

Having killed a grandmaster, Murong Jin's name will surely be recorded in history.

Although he killed a crippled grandmaster, he was still a grandmaster.

But the soldiers hesitated to act; instead, they knelt down and hugged Murong Jin's legs.

"Second Young Master, please calm down, please calm down!"

"If you kill him, we won't survive either!"

"His Majesty and the Crown Prince have both given orders that Wu Da must not be killed."

These soldiers could still tell who the king and queen were.

Despite being Murong Qingcang's second son, Murong Jin's words carried less weight than a single glance from Crown Prince Murong Bo.

These people can't afford to lose their heads because of Murong Jin's impulsive actions; that would be too much of a loss.

After dawdling for so long without killing Wu Da, Murong Jin suddenly lost the will to kill him.

Of course, this was only one reason. Another reason was that the soldier's words reminded him that his father and the crown prince had both given orders not to kill Wu Da. If he killed him, how could the two of them let him off? They would definitely teach him a lesson.

Thinking of this, Murong Jin became very angry.

He was furious that even though he was also the emperor's son, his words had no effect.

Murong Bo was only born before him, so why was Murong Bo the crown prince?

This is so unfair! He wants to be the crown prince too, and eventually the emperor.

Enraged, Murong Jin gripped the knife and sat back down.

Seeing this, the soldiers quickly raised their sleeves to wipe the sweat from their foreheads; thankfully, they managed to stop it.

"Second Young Master, don't be angry. Let's spare his life for now. We'll have plenty of opportunities to kill him later."

"At that time, we will personally help the Second Young Master by holding down his hands and feet so that he cannot move. Then the Second Young Master can raise his knife and kill this Grandmaster."

Murong Jin sheathed his sword, knowing the soldiers meant well.

However, he was still very angry.

She was angry that she couldn't compare to Crown Prince Murong Bo.

After thinking for a moment, he looked at Wu Da and said, "Tell me, what benefits did the Great Zhou promise you when they sent you here as an undercover agent? I'll give you double, no, triple."

Murong Jin held up three fingers.

Wu laughed and sat back down on the edge of the bed: "Second Young Master, what do you intend to do with all this money?"

Murong Jin didn't hide anything and said, "Since you are an undercover agent sent by the Great Zhou, you must know some things that we don't, such as the defense situation of Xuanque Pass. Why don't you tell us everything you know?"

"What, does the Second Young Master intend to launch an attack? I've heard that His Majesty and the Crown Prince are not optimistic about this battle."

The army camped outside the city for many days, but never left the camp.

Outsiders say that the Northern Barbarians do not want to fight this battle.

"That's because they're too cautious. I'm different. Whenever I have the chance, I'll lead my troops out of the camp to fight. Then, no one can steal my credit."

Only in this way can he replace Murong Bo and become the new crown prince.

"Alright, three days from now, a grain transport team will pass through Wolf Valley and deliver a thousand cartloads of grain to Xuanque Pass."

Wu Da said.

"really?"

Murong Jin squinted, somewhat disbelieving.

How could Wu Da say such things to them? He must have made it all up!

Otherwise, it might be a trap set by the Great Zhou in advance, just waiting for them to fall into it. He wouldn't fall for it so easily.

"Fine, don't believe me then."

Wu Da lay on the bed, his head resting on his hands, and said:

"Anyway, you don't believe me, so do whatever you want."

"Is there anything else? If not, Second Young Master, please leave. I'm going to sleep."

After saying that, Wu Da turned around, facing inwards and with his back to the outside, effectively dismissing the guests.

Murong Jin didn't ask any further questions and turned to leave with his men.

As the soldiers stepped out of the tent, they all said:

"Second Young Master, please don't fall for this trick."

"Why would he so easily tell us such important information?"

"It must have been the people of the Great Zhou who told him to tell us this. It's a trap; going there means certain death."

Murong Jin nodded, then shook his head.

The soldiers looked at each other, wondering what Murong Jin meant.

Murong Jin said, "This is indeed a trap, but it's also a rare opportunity. Don't worry about it; I have my own plans."

"By the way, none of you are allowed to divulge a single word of this matter. Anyone who dares to divulge even a single word will be killed by me."

After saying that, Murong Jin strode away.

……

Three days later.

As dusk falls and the sun sets in the west.

The atmosphere inside the central command tent was solemn.

Murong Qingcang and Murong Bo pointed at a map and discussed it in hushed tones.

The longer they stay here, the less determined they become to win this battle.

According to various sources, Xuanque Pass was virtually impregnable, with no weaknesses whatsoever.

If they insist on attacking, they'll surely break a tooth.

"Where's the second child?"

"Murong Jin hasn't come over for so long," Murong Qingcang couldn't help but ask.

Murong Bo shook his head: "I haven't seen him since last night. I don't know where he went."

Murong Qingcang frowned: "This rebellious son, could he have led his army to launch a preemptive attack?"

Murong Bo shook his head again: "Father, don't worry, the second son won't."

Based on his understanding of Murong Jin, although Murong Jin was reckless and eager to make a name for himself, it was clear to everyone that this battle would not be easy. Murong Jin was not a fool and would not easily lead his troops into battle.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Murong Jin swaggered in.

The two of them were taken aback when they saw Murong Jin's expression.

Because Murong Jin was wearing armor with bloodstains on it, he looked like he had just returned.

"You actually led your troops to launch a proactive attack?"

Murong Qingcang asked incredulously.

Otherwise, it wouldn't explain why Murong Jin would return in this state.

In the past, Murong Jin certainly wouldn't have dared to admit it.

But this time, he openly admitted:

"Yes, I took the initiative to lead the troops into battle."

"You unfilial son, you rebellious son, are you trying to drive me to my death?"

Murong Qingcang flew into a rage, slammed his hand on the table, making a loud banging sound.

Murong Bo wanted to say something good about Murong Jin, but he didn't dare to step forward at this moment.

Murong Jin didn't care at all, patted his chest and said, "Father, don't be angry."

"Your son has won a resounding victory in this battle..."

"You?"

Murong Qingcang laughed in anger.

He knows his son best.

He's good for nothing but causing trouble.