After being forced into a marriage with a wealthy family, the virtuous wife caused a huge uproar.

Upon receiving the order, Zhong Sheng took out the signal tube, pulled it, and a burst of flame shot into the sky.

At this moment, more enemies surrounded them. Gu Ce raised his broadsword in one hand and held Rong Yingluo's hand with the other, and began to kill them all.

Rong Yingluo knew he was good with a sword, but she didn't expect him to be so adept with a broadsword.

Since the fight began, Rong Yingluo's knife hasn't even touched the hem of her enemy's clothes; she's been protected too well by the two men.

Ling Feng and Ling Yun, having somehow shed their opulent brocade outer robes to reveal black, close-fitting attire underneath, burst through the gate. Their broadswords intercepted four enemies attempting to rush in.

The blades clashed together, producing a series of loud clanging sounds and sparks flying everywhere.

Rong Yingluo was protected behind Gu Ce, but she didn't shrink back. She pulled out a slingshot that children liked from her waist, attached a small silver ingot, and fired the slingshot, hitting a guard who was trying to sneak up on Ling Feng from the side right on the shoulder. The man groaned and dropped his knife.

Gu Ce turned and glanced at her, his eyes filled with surprise, but even more so with undisguised admiration.

The lady actually had this trick up her sleeve.

No wonder she was carrying a slingshot. When she came in, the two guards who were checking her didn't confiscate it, thinking it was just a child's toy.

He chuckled, his broadsword whistling as he stepped forward, slicing through the throat of one of Rong Yingluo's approaching guards.

Blood splattered on his robes, but he didn't even blink.

Since Rong Yingluo had no chance to fight the enemy, she used a slingshot to help everyone. Her purse was full of loose silver, which was just right for making weapons.

Pan Zhenming also came out of the room. He was very worried when he saw Li Xuanye killing everyone. But seeing his master killing so happily, he felt a little relieved. At worst, his master would just have to lie down for a few more days after returning to the manor.

He was tall and strong, and his movements were incredibly fast. A large knife flew through his hands like a butterfly, and in the blink of an eye, three guards who had sneaked in from the side were clutching their necks and falling to the ground.

Rong Yingluo secretly praised him, thinking that there were indeed no weaklings in the Liao Prince's mansion.

Yuwen Zhang, who had been waiting outside, had long been impatient. When he saw the signal in the sky, he waved his hand.

More than a hundred disabled soldiers under his command headed towards Flower Street.

The sheer force of the attack caused gasps and screams to erupt throughout the entire street.

When the group arrived at the entrance of the Red Silk Pavilion, they rushed inside without saying a word.

The spectacle startled the guests and girls in the hall, causing them to scream repeatedly.

The force with which they rushed in was like a mad bull charging into the street.

Some of them had a limp, some were missing an arm, and some had an old scar running from their brow bone to their chin.

They didn't stop, but rushed straight to the backyard.

The moment they stormed into the gambling den, the eyes of these veterans, retired from the battlefield, shone with a fearless light that could only be found on the battlefield.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the gambling den, they all moved in unison, first dispersing to both sides to surround the entire gambling den.

The gamblers who had been scattering and fleeing all retreated when they saw so many people arrive, and were about to escape from the gambling den.

Yuwen Zhang was carried by several guards, his face covered by a full-face silver mask. Even though he was in a wheelchair, he still exuded an imposing aura.

We arrived at the entrance of the casino.

"Advance!" he commanded.

The veterans in the front row advanced in formation, holding short guns, their gun tips aligned in a row, forcing the guards of the Heaven and Earth Casino to retreat repeatedly.

The lame old soldier in the back row drew his bow and released his arrows with uncanny accuracy. Every arrow struck the guards of the gambling den, not killing them but paralyzing them on the spot.

The wealthy gamblers in the lobby were so frightened that they all found places to hide. Tables and chairs were overturned, and chips and gold and silver were scattered everywhere.

With the arrival of the remnants of the army, the battle in the gambling den turned into a one-sided affair.

Yuwen Zhang was pushed by his guards as he strode into the main gate.

He held a horse-slaying saber in his hand, and his whole being resembled a sharp blade just drawn from its sheath.

Rong Yingluo saw Yuwen Zhang again, whom she had seen at the border years ago. He was full of vigor, fearless of death, and only wanted to kill the enemy and defend the country.

Yuwen Zhang slowly stood up from his wheelchair, raised the saber high in his hand, looked around, and shouted: "The Heaven and Earth Gambling House is illegally operating gambling dens, keeping evil servants, and seizing people's property. It is hereby ordered to be shut down. Kneel down and you will not be killed."

As Yuwen Zhang finished speaking, his words were powerful and resounding. The remaining guards of the gambling den were stunned. They exchanged glances and dropped their knives with a clatter.

The gambling den guards obediently knelt down, hands behind their heads, their faces ashen.

So many people! The Heaven and Earth Casino only has eighty guards in total, and they are scattered in various places. The fighting power of the twelve people just now was already far superior to that of the guards. Now so many people with short guns have come. Although these people all look disabled, they are all as fierce as tigers and cooperate with each other, making him invincible.

Ling Feng held the large knife to Steward Zhou's throat, the blade already slicing through the thin skin on his Adam's apple. A trickle of blood slid down the blade, appearing particularly terrifying and eerie in the candlelight.

Manager Zhou's legs went weak, and his smiling tiger-like demeanor vanished completely.

Ling Feng escorted Steward Zhou to the lobby on the first floor and forced him to kneel before Yuwen Zhang.

"Who exactly are you people?" Manager Zhou struggled incessantly, but he was no match for Ling Feng.

Even now, he still doesn't understand what happened tonight.

The gambling den's guards, layer upon layer, couldn't handle a mere twelve people, and now they're completely surrounded by a bunch of cripples who appeared out of nowhere.

The guards at the gambling den were all handpicked by the Crown Prince, and none of them were weak, yet they were so easily defeated in front of these men.

Manager Zhou struggled desperately, shouting, "Do you even know who owns the Heaven and Earth Gambling House?"

"Search for me." Yuwen Zhang ignored him; he only had one night and had to finish the job quickly.

Gu Ce's men, Li Xuanye's men, and Rong Yingluo's men all dispersed to search the entire gambling den.

Yuwen Zhang then ordered the remaining soldiers to evacuate the gamblers, searching each of them thoroughly and leaving behind all their gambling funds before letting them pass.

Anyway, this place will change hands after tonight, and these gamblers may become regular customers in the future. There's no need to harm them; just collect their money.

Not long after, Ling Yun came out of the study on the second floor, carrying a stack of account books that were about half a foot thick.

He leaped down and landed next to Rong Yingluo. He flipped through the cover of the top book and waved it at Gu Ce: "The accounts are fancy, obviously fake, hiding a lot of income. But the bottom accounts were found by my subordinates and hidden in a secret compartment in the study. I guess they thought this gambling den would never have any problems and didn't even bother to hide them properly. Half a year's turnover is enough to support 10,000 elite soldiers and horses."

Gu Ce was taken aback. Enough to support 10,000 soldiers? That many?

Ling Yun's unintentional remark made Gu Ce feel as if he had grasped something, but it was only fleeting.

"Who exactly are you?" Manager Zhou asked in a panic.

Tonight's events happened too suddenly, giving him no chance to communicate with His Highness the Crown Prince. In just a short time, the gambling den was taken over by these people.

Seeing that he was making a scene, Ling Feng kicked him a few times, causing Steward Zhou to cry out in pain repeatedly.

But his hands were tied, and he was surrounded by experts. He dared not resist, or he would die even faster.

He still wanted to stay alive to report to His Highness the Crown Prince.

These people did not kill anyone after they broke in. Even the guards of the gambling den were only beaten into incapacitated, which shows that they would not kill easily.

Rong Yinglu bent down and forcefully stuffed a pill into Steward Zhou's mouth, making him swallow it.

"What did you give me to eat?"

"You'll find out in a moment," Rong Yingluo said, her eyes gleaming coldly.