In the wild jungle, a land of danger, Bai Qi and other dark guards clashed swords with a group of black-clad assassins.
On the cliffside, Nangong Mo, clad in white robes, sat in his wheelchair. Opposite him stood Crown Prince Nan Rong Qi, protected by several dark guard experts. Beside him, a personal eunuch held a sword, pressing it against the bound Nangong Li, who was tied up like a zongzi.
"Ninth Imperial Uncle, if you jump off this cliff today, I will mercifully spare Sixth Brother, how about that?"
Nan Rong Qi, adorned in a luxurious brocade robe, his eyes filled with triumph.
"Crown Prince Brother, don't joke, release me quickly, ha."
Nangong Li maintained his usual flippant demeanor, but as he spoke, his bound hands made a gesture only he and Nangong Mo understood. The intention was clear: do not yield to Nan Rong Qi's threat.
"Joking? Heh, Sixth Brother, things have come to this, and you are still so foolish. I don't know how you managed to grow up in the palace all these years."
Hearing this, Nangong Li feigned understanding, "Ah? Crown Prince Brother, you wouldn't really kill Sixth Brother, would you? Sixth Brother has no enmity with you, why would you kill me?"
He considered himself extremely unlucky. He had been tormented by the lessons his imperial father assigned him in the palace for days. Today, having finally managed to slack off and go out for some leisure, he heard that his Ninth Imperial Aunt, Gu Qian Ying, was in great trouble. Thinking to investigate, he encountered masked assassins on the way. After these assassins led him here, he saw Crown Prince Nan Rong Qi, who also had him bound. Then, Nan Rong Qi, using some unknown method, lured his Ninth Imperial Uncle, Nangong Mo, to this place.
Observing Nan Rong Qi's current formation, it seemed he intended to kill both him and his Ninth Imperial Uncle here.
Nan Rong Qi looked at him with a condescending expression, "Kill you? I'd find it beneath me to dirty my hands. However, if you can persuade our Ninth Imperial Uncle to commit suicide before me, then I will kindly spare your life."
"Ah? Hearing you say that, you really do intend to kill Sixth Brother! Crown Prince Brother, at least consider the brotherhood between us. You are so cruel to me, Sixth Brother is so heartbroken."
Nangong Li deliberately rambled, his peripheral vision scanning behind Nan Rong Qi. He wondered if Bai Qi had finished his task yet.
Perhaps sensing Nangong Li's attempt to stall for time and save himself, Nan Rong Qi lost his patience.
"It seems Ninth Imperial Uncle does not care about Sixth Brother's life. In that case, I will have to send you both on your way!"
With that, Nan Rong Qi commanded the eunuch beside him, "Act!" He had initially wanted Nangong Mo to submit before him and then kill him. But seeing that Nangong Mo didn't seem to care about Nangong Li's life, why should he continue to bicker with them? Indeed, these royal children had no regard for familial affection. To ascend to the highest position, one must be ruthless and cold-hearted.
"Yes, Your Highness!"
The eunuch swung his sword, the tip about to pierce Nangong Li's chest. Suddenly, a figure flashed by. The eunuch's sword was deflected, and with a cry, he was kicked away, falling off the cliff.
Everyone was startled.
Nan Rong Qi stared at the man holding the sword opposite him in disbelief, "You... you... your legs... they were fake?"
Equally surprised was Nangong Li, who was shielded behind Nangong Mo.
"Ninth Imperial Uncle, your legs are fine now, that's great, truly great."
Nangong Li was overjoyed and glared fiercely at Nan Rong Qi, "Crown Prince, today, it's not yet decided who will send whom to their death!"
Nan Rong Qi regained his composure and ordered the black-clad men surrounding him, "Why are you all standing there like fools? Quickly, kill these two, kill them all!"
Nangong Mo, in his white robe, stood atop the peak. The wind lifted his robe, and his deep eyes were filled with ice. His magnetic, low voice echoed through the mountains, "Today, this King will send the Crown Prince on his way!"
Several black-clad men surged forward. Nangong Mo, wielding his long sword, weaved through them like lightning. Instantly, a wave of black-clad men fell, blood spreading. The remaining two black-clad men showed fear towards him, retreating several steps with their swords.
Seeing this, Nan Rong Qi roared, "Why are you retreating? Hurry, go, kill him, go kill him!" He had never imagined that Nangong Mo's paralysis was a pretense, nor that Nangong Mo's martial arts were so formidable. No one present was his match. He too began to feel fear.
The two black-clad men hesitated to advance. One of them was kicked twice by Nan Rong Qi, "Hurry up, I'm telling you to go, if you don't, I'll kill you!"
The two black-clad men dared not disobey the Crown Prince's orders. Even though they knew it was death, they still charged at Nangong Mo with their swords. Nangong Mo swung his sword with one hand, killing the last two black-clad men in a few moves. Simultaneously, he made a cut on Nangong Li, breaking the ropes and freeing him.
Nangong Li, now able to move, took out the folding fan hidden at his waist. "Ninth Imperial Uncle, leave this place to you, this Prince will go help Bai Qi!" He turned and walked down the mountain. The Crown Prince Nan Rong Qi's martial arts were not high; his Ninth Imperial Uncle alone was enough to deal with him.
Watching Nangong Li leave, Nangong Mo looked at him as if he were already dead. Nan Rong Qi panicked, "Ninth Imperial Uncle, how about we cooperate? As long as you let me go today, when I ascend the throne, I will surely grant you glory and eternal power."
Hearing this, Nangong Mo let out a disdainful laugh, "Utterly ridiculous!" The things he desired did not require anyone to bestow them.
Seeing Nangong Mo unmoved, Nan Rong Qi grew more flustered. "Ninth Imperial Uncle, you are not paralyzed, yet you deceived my father and deceived everyone in the world. This is a grave crime. If you let me go today, I will speak well of you to Father, asking him to forgive your deception of the throne."
"In that case, should I thank you?" Nangong Mo sneered. He walked forward with his sword.
Seeing Nangong Mo's demeanor, Nan Rong Qi knew that no matter what he said, it would be useless. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he thought of someone. He took a few steps back and hastily said, "Ninth Imperial Uncle, I know a secret about your Consort Gu Qian Ying. Release me, and I will tell you this secret, how about it?"
Nangong Mo's steps halted, his long sword pointed at Nan Rong Qi, "Speak, and I can leave you a whole corpse!" Nangong Mo pressed forward, unwilling to yield. Nan Rong Qi realized that Nangong Mo would not let him go today. He hardened his heart and, when Nangong Mo was not paying attention, stealthily took out a dagger hidden in his sleeve, placing it under his sleeve. He said, "Ninth Imperial Uncle, in fact, Gu Qian Ying is not Gu Kun's flesh and blood. Her biological father is..."
As he spoke, he deliberately lowered his voice. Nangong Mo walked towards him. He also took a few steps forward.
"Who is it?" Gu Qian Ying's biological father was not Gu Kun. This shocked him, but what he wanted to know more was, who was Gu Qian Ying's biological father?
"He is..." As they got closer, and when Nangong Mo was not paying attention, Nan Rong Qi suddenly revealed the dagger under his sleeve and stabbed at Nangong Mo, "Die!"