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The sound of galloping horses approached from afar. Fan Zheng's gaze passed by the guards and he looked behind him. The Black Armored Knight was precisely the imperial guards who arrived late.

Actually, it wasn't slow either. There were five battalions under the Imperial Guard Army in the capital. The first four battalions respectively corresponded to the main districts of East, South, West, and North. Each battalion formed twenty squads. Before ten o'clock every day, the Fourth Battalion changed their defenses.

This group of assassins had obviously come prepared. They had long since thoroughly investigated the rules of changing the guards and had been lying in ambush for a long time.

Thinking up to this point, a stern look flashed across his eyes. Fan Zheng looked thoughtfully at the dead coachman.

"Who dares to cause trouble in the capital!" Before the leader of the group arrived, he took the lead.

When Fan Zheng saw the person in front, he laughed bitterly and called out, "Captain Luo, it's little brother Fan Zheng!"

When Luo Yong heard Fan Zheng's familiar voice, he jumped off his horse and immediately saw Fan Zheng surrounded by the guards.

Luo Yong's gaze swept across the blood stains and the corpses beneath the bridge. When he saw the tail feathers of the crossbow arrow that pierced through the body of the coachman, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

This was clearly a military steel crossbow arrow!

Such a powerful assassin, the Ramiro escort company only paid the price of the life of a coachman, and even killed a few assassins. The name "Ramiro family" was indeed well-deserved.

Luo Yong withdrew his expression and looked strangely at Fan Zheng, saying meaningfully, "Sir Fan, the two assassination attempts were both for you. Your life seems to be worth a lot …"

Fan Zheng smiled awkwardly, then suddenly said seriously, "Captain Luo, I'm afraid that the royal guards will blame you for this assassination."

"Master Fan, what do you mean?" Luo Yong didn't understand Fan Zheng's sudden seriousness.

The assassins this time are the same as last time! " Fan Zheng answered calmly.

"What?" The same batch as last time? " The last time the assassin had escaped from Zi Xiu's hands, they had happily given up on this reason and hadn't even conducted a small-scale investigation. Now that the assassin had appeared once more, it would undoubtedly become the most shocking news in the entire capital city, or even the entire prefectural city.

For the past few years, the continent had been in turmoil, and national wars had become commonplace. The war between the Tianyue and Tianwu Duchies had also continued for five years.

In this situation, it was rare for the Sky Moon Country to be peaceful and united. Even the bandits who ruled the mountains and roamed the waters seemed to understand the principle of gunfire, so they were able to stay in seclusion. It had been a long time since such an assassination attempt had happened in broad daylight.

In the capital, there was actually someone who could mobilize so many people to kill others. This was already touching the bottom line of the royal family's rule.

If they were to seek responsibility, the imperial guards would be the ones to bear the brunt of the blame. As the person in question, Luo Yong's conduct was unfavorable and it was already a crime of dereliction of duty.

Seeing the change in Luo Yong's expression, the corner of Fan Zheng's mouth lifted slightly as he smiled strangely. This honest man had already jumped into the trap that Fan Zheng had just set.

"If Brother Luo is afraid to take responsibility for this," Fan Zheng's way of addressing Luo Yong changed slightly. "I have a way."

Luo Yong was worrying about the responsibility for dereliction of duty in the military law of the Heavenly Moon Communal Country. Hearing Fan Zheng's words, he could not help but ask, "What opinions do you have, brother, listen carefully."

"Brother Luo can take these corpses away. Just say that brother's team worked together to kill them. I will definitely not come out to discredit you. " Fan Zheng feigned sincerity as he called out to him. When Luo Yong heard this, he felt that it was indeed feasible. With his small team, although he wanted the assassins to escape, killing a few wouldn't be easy. Perhaps, because of this action, he and his team of soldiers would have something to reward them for.

"In that case, thank you brother." Luo Yong clasped his hands and thanked Fan Zheng.

Fan Zheng, with a shy face, received a salute from Luo Yong. Using this as an excuse, he was able to conceal the strength of his subordinates.

After he bade farewell to Fan Zheng, Luo Yong left a group of soldiers to watch over the corpse before returning to the Guard Army's main camp to gather people to carry it away.

"Young master, are we going to the Xuanyuan family for a banquet or to return home?" Nan Po Wen glanced at Fan Zheng and asked.

"Since I'm going to the banquet and I'm in the capital, would the Xuanyuan family still be able to swallow me alive?!" Fan Zheng answered without even thinking.

Fan Zheng tidied up his clothes and led his nine lackeys all the way to the Xuanyuan Mansion.

The current Residence of the Xuanyuan family, the Right Premier Residence, was located in the northern part of the capital city. The palace was nowhere to be seen and it was quite a distance away from the bustling streets, so it was relatively quiet.

There were few ordinary shops and residences on this deserted street. According to these, it was a few blacksmith shops and blacksmiths.

It was said that a few hundred years ago, the first generation head of the Xuanyuan family was a blacksmith who fought in the war against the King of Yue. Choosing the location of the residence was not out of the question.

The last time he had awakened, he had met Shi Zhijian. The blacksmith's shop was on this very street, but looking at the dilapidated store, it was likely that he did not get much business on this intensely competitive street.

When Fan Zheng arrived at the estate of the Xuanyuan family, a servant was already waiting outside. He respectfully bowed and led Fan Zheng in.

Fan Zheng made his way inside, only to see that although the courtyard was wide and spacious, there was actually a small drill ground and a martial arts training hall instead of the exquisite fake mountains and flowers he had expected to see.

The servants he met along the way were neither humble nor arrogant when they saw Fan Zheng. They stood quietly at the side, even the maidservants and aunts they commanded appeared to be in high spirits, exuding a strong aura of martial prowess.

Faced with such a situation, Fan Zheng could not help but feel some doubt in his heart. Such an open and straightforward manner of the ancestral family, it was not like they would send people to assassinate him.

When the servants saw Fan Zheng's nonchalant attitude, they could not help but be curious about this Sir Fan.

Xuanyuan family was born into a military background. Even if it was a woman, she had been trained by the military. When ordinary people entered Xuanyuan Palace, they would inevitably panic and not dare to speak too much due to the atmosphere here. When compared to Fan Zheng's current performance, it was obvious which of the two was superior and which was not, after all, known to both women and children and the generals, who were cowering in fear and cowardice within the Residence, it was obvious who was in charge.

However, Fan Zheng was no ordinary person. His two lifetimes as a person were different from this era's light merchants and heavy farmers. Since when had he lost to the Xuanyuan family in a large family like the Ramiro Escort Office? Moreover, no matter how restrained and restrained the atmosphere was, it would still be able to slightly suppress Fan Zheng's strong soul.

The attendant led Fan Zheng into the inner courtyard, signalling him to head towards the main hall before halting his steps.

Fan Zheng thought his father must have been waiting anxiously for him. Lowering his head, he quickened his pace towards the main hall.

The sound of hurried but clear footsteps could be heard from the corridor in front of him. Fan Zheng raised his head as he listened to his footsteps and smelled the delicate fragrance. He saw a beautiful woman with eyebrows as distant as a goddess walking towards him.

"Greetings, Aunt. Fan Zheng is here to confess his crimes, delaying the ceremony for a long time." Fan Zheng saluted respectfully.

The people who had come were Xuanyuan Batian's wife, Xuanyuan Dao and Xuanyuan Lang's mother, the current Xuanyuan family's matriarch, Li Yanan!

Do not underestimate her just because she is a woman.

This matriarch did not have any background. She was originally from a small clan in the northern part of the Tianyue Duchy. Back then, she had married the deputy general Xuanyuan Batian. Everyone was curious to know what kind of method the small clan used to climb up the Xuanyuan family branch.

But later on, when Xuanyuan Batian, who was originally a concubine, inherited the position of Patriarch of the Xuanyuan family and his position gradually rose, the crowd realized that for the outspoken Xuanyuan Batian to be able to reach such a level, it was definitely because of the girl behind him.

Li Yanan smiled back, "Quickly go eat. If you don't, your father and Uncle Xuanyuan will blame you."

Upon hearing this, Fan Zheng smiled and nodded, not in a hurry to explain why he was late. Madame Li took light steps and led the way. Fan Zheng followed behind her through the corridor to the main hall of the inner courtyard.

Fan Zheng saw the slightly angry face of Fan Ren with a glance. With his father's temper, he was on the verge of erupting.

"Zhen`er, you finally came. I heard that when you started cultivating, you forgot to eat and sleep. So it was like that." A loud voice was the first to speak.

Fan Zheng looked over and saw that it was indeed Xuanyuan Batian, who was sitting to the right of Fan Ren and wearing a loose training robe, who was laughing heartily as he spoke.

"Uncle, it was this nephew who was disrespectful." Fan Zheng mused that it was not the time to reveal his cards, but he remained bowing respectfully.

"Because I'm alone, everyone still hasn't eaten. It really is this nephew's fault." Fan Zheng swept his gaze across the table. There was only some fruit and tea on it. It looked like they were indeed waiting for him.

Xuanyuan Batian stood up, "There's no rush, no rush. At Uncle's house, there's a rule before eating."

"Oh? Rules? " Fan Zheng was perplexed.

Xuanyuan Batian explained, "The Xuanyuan family comes from a peerless family, so the first generation's family head made a rule that every night before eating, the younger generation must compare notes to express their warning towards themselves. Zheng'er, you're not an outsider either. It's inevitable to have a spar. "

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Fan Zheng almost shouted out. What kind of crappy rule was this? If something happened and his face swelled up, his teeth fell off, and his hands were broken, how could he eat? Moreover, he had just been assassinated, how could he have the strength to fight?

Seeing Fan Zheng's unwilling expression, Fan Ren's face darkened as he reprimanded, "If I tell you to go, then go."

Xuanyuan Batian looked at the wide-eyed Fan Ren and his son and came over and gave Fan Zheng a hand on the shoulder, saying, "Your father often came to my house to beg for food and ate my fist. He was hoping that you would bring him back today, how could he let you escape?"

"What a joke, when have I ever been beaten by you …" Are you feeling any better... It was clearly … Winning and losing is at least half! " When Fan Ren heard Xuanyuan Batian's teasing, his old face flushed red as he argued in an unconvinced manner.

Fan Zheng had never heard of this before, but looking at his father's slightly ugly appearance today, he was afraid that it was true. It seemed that his father and Xuanyuan Batian were more closely related than he had expected. Unknowingly, Fan Zheng had gradually ruled out the possibility of the Xuanyuan family sending someone to assassinate him.

The three of them chatted and laughed as they arrived at the small training field from before. In the drill grounds, a young man and a young girl were practicing by themselves.

"Brother Fan Zheng!" When the young girl heard his footsteps, she turned around and exclaimed.