If you want to be a good person, find Huadi

The emperor drifted down from the watchtower like a fallen immortal, knowing full well that he only had five precious minutes to reach Guo Yingnan's area. The patrols' intervals were incredibly precise, only five minutes apart. Once those five minutes had passed, the patrols would be acutely aware of any unusual activity on the watchtower.

However, this minor difficulty proved no obstacle to the skilled old man. Like a nimble bat, he slashed a dark line through the air at incredible speed. His lightness skills were practical and concise, with no unnecessary movements in the air, as if he had become one with the air. He glided smoothly through the air for over ten meters, then with a light tap of his toes, perhaps the ground or the wall, he was once again soaring like an eagle.

The most thrilling moment was when he flew past a patrolling group of soldiers. Had they glanced up, they would have likely spotted the Emperor. But the Emperor, relying on his exceptional skill and immense courage, resolutely chose this seemingly perilous path. Ultimately, in just three minutes, he arrived at the peaceful courtyard where Guo Yingnan's family lived.

At this moment, a team of armed soldiers stood at the gate of the courtyard, and on the rooftop, a ruthless sniper was concentrating on keeping a tight watch. Such defensive measures could be said to be airtight and impenetrable.

The emperor slowly circled the courtyard, carefully observing everything around him. He knew that, given the current situation, sneaking into the courtyard unnoticed would be nearly impossible. Given this, the emperor simply stopped trying to hide himself. A glint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he strode directly through the closed gate into the courtyard.

In the spacious and elegantly furnished living room, Wu Dehui dozed peacefully like a lazy leopard. Yet, amidst this tranquil atmosphere, an extremely powerful and oppressive aura of a master approached like a ghost. Almost as soon as the aura touched his senses, Wu Dehui's previously languid eyes suddenly opened, radiating light like two sharp swords. His body, like a taut spring, abruptly stood up, his figure flashing like a flash of lightning, and in an instant, he was at the door of Guo Yingnan's bedroom.

Standing at the doorway were two commanding officers in dignified uniforms. They stood tall, their gazes blazing, their focus fixed on the area. Inside the room, Li Chi and Xiao Man accompanied Guo Yingnan. When Wu Dehui solemnly informed the two commanding officers of the incoming enemy attack, they were initially taken aback, then scoffed in unison. They believed the security within the commanding officer's quarters was so tight, with layers of checkpoints and guards, that it was impossible for anyone to sneak in unnoticed. However, their disdain was brief. The next second, the sniper on the rooftop blared a sharp alarm, its blast piercing the air like the threatening threat. Despite this, the two commanding officers showed no sign of acting without authorization. They knew their mission and responsibility: to stand guard at the door of Guo Yingnan's bedroom, unflinching. Unless they receive clear orders requiring them to move with Guo Yingnan, even if faced with a life-or-death decision, they will choose to stay here without hesitation and defend their master's safety with their own lives.

Wu Dehui quietly entered the room and politely greeted Guo Yingnan, his eyes revealing a hint of seriousness and solemnity. He informed them of the arrival of a true master and urged Li Chi and Xiao Man to protect Guo Yingnan. After completing his instructions, he resolutely turned and walked out of the room alone, his steps firm and powerful, step by step, into the silent courtyard. At this moment, the air in the courtyard seemed to grow heavy, as if it concealed endless dangers and challenges. Wu Dehui's tall figure, facing the impending storm, seemed even more resolute and courageous.

"It seems that you are Wu Dehui. Just now, I carefully sensed the breath around me, but I still couldn't detect your trace until you took the initiative to show up. This shows that your strength is indeed stronger than mine. However, no matter what, Guo Yingnan must die here today!" The emperor said slowly to Wu Dehui with a cold expression.

Wu Dehui tilted his head slightly, a subtle glint in his eyes. He gently raised his hand, signaling the remaining soldiers in the courtyard to hold back for now. Then, calmly and deliberately, he slowly approached the emperor's position. The emperor gazed at Wu Dehui, silent and silent, thinking to himself: This is a golden opportunity, not to be missed, I must strike first! Instantly, a soft and resilient sword, like a flash of lightning, pierced Wu Dehui's face with lightning speed. Faced with the close and menacing sword, Wu Dehui reacted with incredible speed. Without hesitation, he extended his right hand, firmly blocking the sword's path like a pair of iron tongs, and with a deft force, he forcibly deflected it away from his face. Then, he dodged and unleashed a fierce straight punch. Seeing this, the emperor nimbly dodged to the side, easily avoiding the punch. The two men instantly engaged in a fierce exchange. For a moment, the air was filled with tension and solemnity. They exchanged blows, their moves changing unpredictably, and in this small courtyard, a thrilling life-and-death battle unfolded.

The Emperor's single-minded desire to eliminate Wu Dehui as quickly as possible led him to attack with complete disregard for any moral principles. Each of his moves was as ruthless as a venomous snake, as if he was determined to bring his opponent to his death. Wu Dehui, however, was completely different. He had previously experienced a thrilling duel with Tian Can, a battle in which he had endured a life-or-death ordeal and his mind had been greatly tempered. This had profoundly transformed his mentality, from his initial immaturity to a steady and sophisticated state. Simultaneously, his martial arts skills had also undergone a qualitative improvement in this brutal duel, as if he had been reborn. Now, in his battle with the Emperor, he seemed at ease, his every move revealing the confidence and composure of a master.

Seeing it impossible to defeat Wu Dehui anytime soon, the Emperor felt a surge of anxiety, but being a ruthless man, he quickly calmed down. He keenly sensed that Wu Dehui was preoccupied with defense, so he seized this rare opportunity to quietly pull the inconspicuous string at his waist. The string, seemingly ordinary, held a hidden power: the Emperor's carefully prepared trump card. Following the Emperor's gentle tug, a sinister sneer emanated from his lips: "You will surely die today." These sudden words resonated like thunder in Wu Dehui's ears, causing his heart to tighten and a sense of foreboding to wash over him.

In a flash, the Emperor, without a word, dashed directly towards the nearby house, his speed as fast as lightning streaking through the sky. Seeing this, Wu Dehui was horrified and hurriedly chased after him. At this critical moment, Wu Dehui suddenly had an idea. Without hesitation, he raised his foot and kicked the Emperor in the back. With his superb martial arts skills and sharp reflexes, he actually kicked the Emperor high into the air. The moment the Emperor was kicked, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. Suddenly, a powerful explosion erupted from his body, the power of which was terrifying.

The moment the Emperor unleashed the explosion, Wu Dehui had only one thought in mind: saving his life. He exerted all his strength, creating a solid barrier around himself to withstand the powerful blast. As the explosion gradually faded, the scene before him became horrific. The once bustling courtyard was now reduced to ruins, filled with the acrid smell of gunpowder smoke, and the ground was littered with the remains of soldiers, a scene of hell on earth. Wu Dehui stood there, stunned, watching the scene before him, his heart filled with shock and grief. He had never imagined that this battle would have such disastrous consequences...