"Your Highness, this matter requires careful consideration."
A middle-aged man with a handlebar mustache, holding a feather fan and dressed as a strategist, spoke. "According to the scouts' reports, a young man named Ji has appeared beside the Ninth Prince. It should be this person who protected the Ninth Prince. I suspect this Mr. Ji has an extraordinary background, perhaps he is the Mr. Ji who has been widely rumored recently."
Recently, the most sensational and mysterious figure was naturally Mr. Ji, who had killed the Nine Nether Ancestor, annihilated the Zhan family, and vowed to deal with the Human King Luo family.
If it were truly this master beside Ying Tianbao, then all assassination attempts would be futile, and sending more men would only be sending them to their deaths.
"Mr. Wu Yong, you are worrying too much. That Ninth Prince, what power does he have, what influence? Besides a few gold mines in his fiefdom, he has nothing. What kind of person is this Mr. Ji, how could he work for him?"
Ying Tianci snorted, not agreeing with his advisor's speculation.
Senior masters viewed money as dirt. Could Ying Tianbao use gold to buy such a top expert?
"Your Highness the Crown Prince is right, but even if this Mr. Ji is not the Mr. Ji from the rumors, he cannot be underestimated. If he could force back the Black Rose, his strength must be extraordinary. We must think thrice before acting against such a master."
Wu Yong advised again, always believing that they should not act rashly but plan before moving.
"In that case, you shall quickly investigate the origin of this Mr. Ji. Once there is no threat, kill him and that Ninth Prince together."
Ying Tianci said with a murderous intent.
Anyone by Ying Tianbao's side was an enemy, and he would show no leniency.
Ying Tianbao must die, otherwise, he always felt that his position as crown prince was unstable.
Because his father doted on Ying Tianbao too much, he might, at any moment, become senile and depose him, appointing Ying Tianbao as the crown prince.
Therefore, he must cut the weeds and eliminate the roots by killing Ying Tianbao to prevent future trouble.
Even if the matter was exposed, he wouldn't be afraid. After all, with Ying Tianbao dead, his father would only have him as a son, and he wouldn't kill him, would he?
"Your subordinate obeys."
Wu Yong could only accept the order.
But he felt that Ying Tianci was too violent and heartless. The Ninth Prince posed no threat to his position, and he didn't understand why Ying Tianci was so eager to kill his own brother.
However, as a subordinate, he dared not speak out, and could only do his job diligently.
Now, his only hope was that this Mr. Ji was not that Mr. Ji, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.
...
A golden carriage traveled on the official road outside Wangjing City.
The entire carriage was cast from pure gold, and its surface was inlaid with various precious jade stones such as warm jade, tourmaline, and agate, making it extremely luxurious.
Under the setting sun, the entire carriage emitted a dazzling and brilliant light.
The carriage was pulled by eight purebred Arabian horses, their hooves kicking up snow, their fur like brocade, majestic and extraordinary.
And driving the carriage was a charming and alluring wolf tribe demoness.
"You scoundrels, don't you two men have any pity for a woman? Making me, a weak woman, endure the wind and sun outside."
Yao Weiwei gritted her teeth, her fair and pretty face tense.
Of course, although she said that, she was still happy in her heart because the person sitting in the carriage was the man she wanted to conquer.
In order to stay by Ji Mo's side, Yao Weiwei used the excuse of collecting a debt to accompany Ji Mo and Ying Tianbao to Wangjing.
"Miss Yao, don't you know that the debtor is the master? Drive the carriage properly. When we get back to the manor, you'll definitely get ten million gold."
Ying Tianbao's annoying voice came from the carriage.
Since his feelings were rebuffed by Yao Weiwei, Ying Tianbao's attitude towards her had undergone a 180-degree change. He no longer coaxed or pampered her but instead mocked and ridiculed her every day.
Men were truly realistic.
Ji Mo couldn't be bothered with the bickering pair; he was used to it during the journey.
He touched the pure gold carriage, wondering if he could secretly chip off some.
This fellow had always been poor. This was the first time he had seen so much gold, and he always thought about taking some to save up for a wife.
"Brother Mo, we're about to enter Wangjing. My elder brother might be thinking of ways to kill me. You have to protect me."
Ying Tianbao lifted the curtain, saw the majestic and magnificent royal city close at hand, and felt a little flustered.
"What are you afraid of? This is the capital, he wouldn't dare do anything to you."
Ji Mo said indifferently.
After all, in the capital, Ying Tianci couldn't possibly go against public opinion and kill his own brother, could he?
Ying Tianbao said, "That's not certain. Father only has two sons. My inhumane elder brother, after killing me, would only have him as his son, and he definitely wouldn't kill him. As long as he no longer cares about his reputation and openly kills me, it's not impossible."
Upon hearing this, Ji Mo suddenly had a bad premonition. This sounded like the "Xuanwu Gate Incident" of the Tang Dynasty.
Li Shimin killed his two brothers and became emperor.
"This is not good."
Ji Mo thought more and more that it was not right, and it was indeed possible.
He thought he was safe in Wangjing, and that Ying Tianci wouldn't dare to act rashly, but it seemed he had been too hasty.
"Brother Mo, this is not good. Did you predict something?"
Ying Tianbao's expression changed drastically upon hearing this.
He knew that Ji Mo had previously predicted that he would not live long, and his words had come true.
Now that he said this, there must be trouble.
As expected.
Thump, thump, thump...
A dense sound of hooves approached from afar.
Hundreds of cavalry, swift as the wind, like a rolling torrent, rushed towards Ji Mo's carriage.
"Brother Mo, it's really not good. This is the Crown Prince's Iron Cavalry Guard, clearly intending to kill me."
Ying Tianbao was a little panicked. The charge of hundreds of cavalry, the iron-blooded aura, made him tremble with fear.
If Ji Mo were not by his side, he would have abandoned the carriage and fled.
"Don't panic, stay calm."
Although Ji Mo was panicking inwardly, his expression was as steady as an old dog.
At this moment, the more he panicked, the more he courted disaster. Only by remaining calm could he face everything better.
Yao Weiwei had already drawn her sword, ready to fight.
At this moment, she sheathed her sword again, showing no panic.
With Ji Mo behind her, she no longer feared anything and had almost fanatical confidence in Ji Mo.
The Iron Cavalry Guard showed no intention of stopping and charged directly at the golden carriage.
The general leading them had even unleashed the aura of a mid-stage Spirit Saint, clearly intending to smash through all obstacles in front of them.
"Ying Tianbao has always been timid and cowardly. He must be scared out of his wits, haha."
The general sneered, already imagining the Ninth Prince fleeing in panic.
This time, it was not the "Xuanwu Gate Incident" that Ji Mo had imagined, as Ying Tianci had not yet reached such a point of madness.
It was merely the Crown Prince's pawns, wanting to give Ying Tianbao a warning.
And at this moment, Ying Tianbao's voice came out, saying something.
Upon hearing this, the general's expression changed drastically.