Prince! The political conspiracy is not a play, the show is real

Zhining's guess turned out to be correct. Less than half an hour later, they heard the footsteps of a group of people gradually approaching them.

Shi Yiqian's anxious cries were particularly deafening in the silence: "Lanxin! Lanxin! Where are you, Lanxin! Daddy is here to find you! Lanxin!"

Zhining lowered the brim of her veiled hat and whispered, "They're here, so I can't show up. Lu Che, remember what you said, and don't break your promise."

Lu Che did not respond to her. He simply pulled off the black cloth hanging around his neck and covered his face again, as a sign of agreement.

In the blink of an eye, Tao Yao heard a whistling sound of wind, and a cold sword energy blew leaves towards her suddenly.

In the blink of an eye, a dagger, gleaming with cold light, was pressed against Tao Yao's neck. Tao Yao quickly glanced for Shi Lanxin, who was still tied to the banyan tree. She also had a sharp dagger pressed against her neck. She was terrified, her face turning a pale blue. In a moment, she fainted from fear.

Lu Che, holding a short knife in one hand, stood between the two men. He waited silently for Chu Huanjun and his group to arrive.

No matter how brave Tao Yao was, he couldn't help but feel frightened when he saw the knife that could cut iron like mud was just a hair's breadth away from his life.

In panic, Tao Yao's breathing became more and more rapid, and one after another, anxious and hot breaths sprayed on the cold blade, forming a layer of frost like white mist.

At this moment, even the sounds of insects and wind disappeared, and Tao Yao could only hear his own nervous and rapid breathing.

Everything was silent, as if everyone was just waiting for the final verdict.

The sword is merciless and ruthless, even if the person holding the knife to her neck is Lu Che. Tao Yao has experienced many things in recent days and has long known that trust is the most unreliable thing.

As if to calm her overly nervous mood, Tao Yao exhaled a very long white breath, which sounded more like a sigh.

"It's great that you're alive."

Tao Yao lowered her voice very low and soft, so low that it seemed as if only she could hear it, and so light that it seemed to disappear without a trace like a gust of wind along with the white air she had just exhaled.

Lu Che heard it clearly. His heart felt like it had been struck by a bullet, instantly shattering into many pieces that plummeted into the abyss.

In an instant, he thought of many possibilities implied by Tao Yao's words, but in the end, he overturned these possibilities one by one.

Lu Che believed that he was the least qualified person to fantasize, let alone in such a situation.

He simply pretended not to hear anything. Fortunately, all his expressions were hidden behind the black mask - this way, he was the most cold-blooded assassin, his knife swiftly cutting through the Gordian knot, unfettered by any constraints.

"Lan Xin! Daddy is here to take you home!"

Shi Yiqian's voice suddenly rang out, and then, the sound of cloth breaking was heard in the air. The long cloth that separated the outside world from the secret place behind the clothes drying yard was torn into two by a cold light.

A cyan figure floated out from behind the torn cloth. It was Chu Huanjun. He raised his long arm and grabbed the floating Azure Dragon totem, his expression as cold as ice.

Tao Yao's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but shout, "Xiao Chu!"

Chu Huanjun glanced at her, and there seemed to be a hint of anger in his cold expression. Tao Yao knew that he must be blaming her for not staying in the carriage and running around, causing trouble. Now, he had to clean up the mess.

Shi Yiqian and Zhu Fengsheng both supported each other as they walked out from behind Chu Huanjun. Seeing his daughter tied to the banyan tree, Shi Yiqian's bronze face suddenly took on a new shade of gray. He pounded his chest with his fist in grief, his voice trembling, "Lanxin, Daddy is sorry for you. Daddy will take you home right now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to pick up the huge axe in his hand and rush forward to take the criminal's head, but Chu Huanjun hit him back with a folding fan, blocking his way.

Shi Yiqian said anxiously, "Your Highness, why are you stopping me? Didn't you see that son of a bitch holding a knife to my daughter's neck?!"

"Don't worry, General Shi."

Chu Huanjun dropped the fan bone on Shi Yiqian's axe, and with a light tap, he knocked the thousand-pound axe to the ground, and immediately cut a three-foot-deep crack where it landed.

Chu Huanjun smiled, put away his fan, unfolded a landscape painting in ink, and fanned it gently, asking, "Tell me, what made you, a grown man, so unscrupulous as to kidnap two weak women who were powerless? That's truly shameless."

The four characters "extremely tasteless" might be used to describe other criminals, like a mosquito or fly scratching the skin, not causing any pain; but when used to describe Lu Che, it really had a disturbing effect. Seeing his forehead wet with sweat, his sinister eyes even more furious.

Chu Huanjun snorted coldly, and then said: "Tell me, asking for money? Asking for conditions? Or..."

In an instant, the lake-green figure flashed in front of Lu Che like a flash of lightning, and the exquisitely carved fan bone was already against Lu Che's collarbone.

"Want to die?"

Chu Huanjun had his usual calm smile on his face, his eyebrows were frivolous, and his eyes were full of disdain as he looked at Lu Che.

"You're not from Qinglongwu." Chu Huanjun snorted coldly and asked, "Who are you working for?"

Lu Che suddenly felt a dryness in his throat and swallowed hard - he was counting silently in his mind, trying to find the right moment to find Chu Huanjun's weakness.

He couldn’t find it, he couldn’t find it at all… Chu Huanjun’s martial arts power completely overwhelmed him. The enemy was so powerful that there was no flaw for him to launch a sneak attack.

Lu Che felt like he was about to lose his composure, just like he had done so many times before, abandoning the people he was supposed to protect and escaping alone, becoming a coward that even he himself hated and despised.

But just now, Tao Yao's words, so light and silent, lingered in his ears all the time, disturbing his heart, which should have been like a stagnant pool, and stirring up waves.

He wants to take her away.

Lu Che closed his eyes, held his breath, and finally spoke, "Only one of these two people can survive and be taken away by you."

After saying that, he quickly turned his wrists, and the daggers in his hands immediately changed direction, with the tips of the knives aimed at the necks of the two hostages, leaving only a hair's length away.

"Choose, who?"

Lu Che opened his eyes and mustered up the courage to meet Chu Huanjun's gaze. This time, he wanted to fight Chu Huanjun on equal terms.

From the beginning, Lu Che could tell that Chu Huanjun's nonchalance was a facade. He knew that if his knife tip moved even a fraction closer, Chu Huanjun would kill him without mercy.

Zhining was right. This choice was indeed difficult to make. Even for Shi Yiqian, who was extremely biased, it was difficult to make the choice.

As a human being, I still have some conscience. In this matter of life and death, no matter which choice I make, it will be wrong.

As if he had expected this, Chu Huanjun curled his lips and said with a smile, "It's hard for me to meet your conditions. Change it."