"This King naturally wants to leave, but this King cannot!"
Feng Yexuan was currently guarding outside the Yu Prince's Estate.
With Prince Xuan personally guarding, how could he possibly leave?
"That damned Prince Xuan, he is from Bei Ming. Whatever he did in Nan Ming, although the common people had grievances, the Emperor cannot be blamed for this matter."
Therefore, even if Prince Xuan killed him, it would only stir up conflict between Nan Ming and Bei Ming.
It would not have too great an impact on the Emperor.
Feng Yexuan, at this moment, was likely only considering the diplomatic relations between the two countries and weighing the pros and cons, which was why he hadn't killed him on the spot.
If they couldn't hold on any longer, and Feng Yexuan completely lost his mind, killing him directly was not impossible.
"I've heard that Prince Xuan has an extremely violent temper. What if he loses control..."
Thinking of Feng Yexuan's unfathomable martial arts, Prince Yu's heart was filled with lingering fear.
He looked at the figure behind the curtain, his face filled with anxiety: "Sir, could you... could you think of a way for this Prince to deal with Feng Yexuan?"
Lan Fan snorted unhappily, "Feng Yexuan's martial arts are above this seat's, and this seat's illusions are currently ineffective against him. How do you expect me to help you eliminate him?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Fan couldn't help but cough twice.
The sound of his cough was heavy and hoarse.
Prince Yu's heart grew more uneasy: "Sir, how did you get injured?"
Lan Fan snorted, filled with suppressed anger, "Isn't it all thanks to Feng Yexuan?"
He hadn't expected that Prince Xuan's casual palm strike would injure him so severely!
He still hadn't recovered!
The young man's martial arts were truly terrifying!
Prince Yu and Feng Yexuan were both filled with anger and hatred, but they also gradually felt a sense of dread.
Before, on the battlefield, he had already heard of this God of War's title. But at that time, Prince Yu was full of pride and didn't pay attention to these rising stars at all.
In Prince Yu's heart, the only one he feared was the God of War of Bei Ming back then, Prince Jiu, Feng Dingchu.
Later, Feng Dingchu disappeared, and it was rumored that he had died of illness. Prince Yu's heart was no longer filled with fear.
But he never expected that in just ten years, Bei Ming would produce another God of War.
After several clashes, he was completely unable to resist Feng Yexuan.
It was truly infuriating!
"Is there really no way to deal with him?"
One Chu Qianli was resourceful.
One Feng Yexuan was unfathomable.
With the two of them working together, how could anyone else have a chance to survive?
He just wanted to return to his northern stronghold, and it was so difficult, it was simply outrageous!
"It's not that there is no way." Lan Fan suddenly mused.
Prince Yu, who had been angrily complaining, instantly quieted down.
Looking at Lan Fan, his face filled with excitement: "Sir, have you truly thought of a way to deal with Feng Yexuan?"
If Feng Yexuan could be eliminated, his greatest worry would be completely resolved.
As for Chu Qianli, as long as she lost Feng Yexuan's protection, she shouldn't be too difficult to deal with.
Just thinking about it made him excited.
"Mr. Lan, quickly tell me, how can we eliminate that damned Prince Xuan?"
"Cannot eliminate him." Lan Fan's words immediately shattered all of Prince Yu's fantasies.
Prince Yu's face immediately darkened: "Mr. Lan, are you toying with this Prince?"
Lan Fan glanced at him.
Although his face couldn't be seen clearly, Prince Yu's displeasure was clearly felt.
He snorted coldly, and Lan Fan said coldly, "But this seat has a way to deal with him!"