"Golden Armor, Golden Blade."
"Vibranium suit."
"These must be the elites under General Rou, the Golden Army."
Watching the group suddenly burst through the door, Old Seven showed little surprise in his eyes. Instead, there was more of a marveling "tsk tsk" as if it were all within expectation.
"I'm impressed."
"It seems these equipments were all provided by Fu Hua Aierton, weren't they."
Rou Si narrowed her eyes but remained silent.
Old Seven before her was indeed too composed, which somewhat subverted his perception of this Seventh Prince. From the Seventh Prince's eyes, it was as if he already knew Rou Si had people waiting outside.
This calm and collected demeanor made Rou Si's thoughts more active.
"If you don't speak, then it's an admission," Old Seven gazed at the Vibranium suits of Rou Si's Golden Army, a deep envy surging in his eyes.
Golden-grade sets were rare even within the royal family.
Even the Royal City's guards needed layers of approval and only had a chance of obtaining them, not a guaranteed allocation.
In such a remote small city, a mere town.
Yet, within a branch city, they could freely wear golden-grade sets. Anyone who saw it would naturally feel envy, and beyond envy, more jealousy.
Why?!
Thinking of this, Old Seven felt even more resentment towards Cai Jing, who was assigned to monitor the Aierton family. Although Cai Jing had been secretly executed, if he hadn't let the Aierton family escape, these Vibranium suits, and the many armors he provided to Chen Yu, would have been his.
With the supply of equipment, he wouldn't have to endure humiliation for the throne.
He could directly use his well-equipped legions to take the entire Fengqi City under his command, exploit the territory's resources, and cast a covetous eye on the Royal City.
Once his forces were sufficient, he would directly march his army.
The throne would be within his grasp!
Why would he need to take so many detours?
To attack a small free town, he even needed to invite Rou Si. After he ascended the throne, if he disliked this small town, he could just dispatch an elite regiment to destroy it.
"It seems I really can't keep you then."
After a long silence, the Seventh Prince shrugged somewhat dejectedly, looking at the imposing Golden Army standing behind Rou Si.
"Then, let's go."
Saying this, Old Seven retreated several steps with his men, he himself raising his hands in a gesture of no longer wanting to argue with Rou Si.
This scene made Rou Si's apprehension grow even stronger.
Letting him leave just like that?!
Although his Golden Army's equipment might have slightly higher attributes, after all, they were Golden-grade sets, when it came to cultivation realms, his men were significantly superior to the Golden Army.
If a conflict were to erupt, it was still uncertain who would win or lose.
More importantly, he had provoked Old Seven so much just now. With Old Seven's vengeful nature, even with the Golden Army present, he would have made a move.
Rou Si had also considered that if Old Seven were to make a move.
He would resolve him right there.
Of course, he wasn't entirely confident, but if pushed to that point, even if he couldn't achieve it, he would have to try. If he could truly deal with Old Seven, it would also be a great trouble solved for Chen Yu.
Yet, he gave up.
He gave up so easily.
"Your Highness, then I shall truly take my leave." Without figuring out the reason, Rou Si, standing before the ruined door of the private room, whispered, "If you let me go back now, there will be no chance to kill me again."
"Do I have that opportunity now?"
Old Seven spread his hands calmly, looking at the Golden Army behind Rou Si.
"With hundreds of Black Obsidian realm cultivators wearing Vibranium suits, even if I wanted to act, I would need the strength for it. Even if my men could deal with those Golden Armies, with you being a Five-Colored realm cultivator, who would handle it. It couldn't be me, right? I'm only at Golden Peak at the moment."
"Thus, I bid farewell."
With words spoken to this extent, Rou Si couldn't be bothered to waste any more breath.
Regardless of whether Old Seven was speaking from his heart or had ulterior motives, leaving here as soon as possible was the best course of action. Staying here too long might lead to unforeseen complications.
"General Rou."
Just as Rou Si was about to leave the private room, the Seventh Prince suddenly spoke.
"Has Your Highness changed your mind?" Rou Si's hand was already on her sword sheath. Old Seven smiled and shook his head, "I just wanted to ask, do your words just now count?"
"What words?"
"If I were to truly surrender, could you put in a good word for me so that Chen Yu would spare my wealth and life?"
"Of course."
Rou Si nodded with a smile, and Old Seven immediately made a gesture of invitation.
After Rou Si and his Golden Army left, the crowded private room became much emptier. Old Seven walked slowly to the window, lifted the straw curtain, and looked out.
The mighty Golden Army entered the wilderness, while he returned to the dining table and pulled over a chair to sit down.
"What a shame about this delicious food."
He silently picked up a piece of cold meat with his cutlery, chewed it, and then spat it out. He wiped his mouth with a handkerchief from his chest pocket.
"How unexpected, he's actually a loyal dog."
"Many things in this world are unexpected," the Guoshi said, sitting down with a squinting smile. "Just as the one sitting here now is not the Guoshi. If he knew, he would surely be shocked."
Almost the instant the Guoshi finished speaking, the Guoshi before them melted into a clay figure.
"My lord, are we really going to do this?" Old Seven's brow suddenly furrowed. "Killing Rou Si and replacing him with a mimic demon, won't that be discovered?"
"Was the you inside the inner city discovered?"
The clay figure let out a sneer. "Even if you wouldn't be discovered in your Tato Kingdom, how could you be detected in that small free town?"
"No... that's not what I'm concerned about."
Old Seven frowned and said softly, "I'm worried about the assassination being discovered. Rou Si looks effeminate, but his mind is as treacherous as his appearance. We only have one chance to assassinate him. If we fail, it will be difficult to assassinate him again. Then, this path through Rou Si will be blocked, meaning our more than half a year of planning will be ruined."
"Are you anxious?"
"How can I not be anxious about the struggle for the throne? And if I can ascend the throne earlier, it's not a bad thing for you. With my facilitation, the demons can enter the heartlands of the various nations more easily," Old Seven said ingratiatingly, licking his lips. "I'm doing this for you, my lord."
"You are thoughtful."
The clay figure nodded with a satisfied smile and said.
"Don't worry, once things are done, I will also speak well of you to the Demon Lord. Then, you may not just be a mere king of the Tato Kingdom, but a human emperor is not out of the question."
"This... then I thank the Demon Lord in advance!" Old Seven's eyes were filled with gratitude.
"As for Rou Si, whom you are concerned about, rest assured, he is as good as dead," the clay figure said with confidence in his tone. "Prepare for the siege operations."