I am a living immortal.

"So I'm curious, what exactly do they want to do?" Cheng Tao rubbed his chin and muttered. He had seen monsters before, fought them before, and he didn't have any special grudges against them.

"I want to know too." The old goat nodded.

Chen Tao was a little surprised. He looked at the old goat with an expression of "Why are you suddenly so concerned?", as if asking: Do you know some inside information?

But the questioning meaning of this look can only be understood implicitly.

The old goat simply ignored it, which indirectly reflected one thing, that is, there is really something fishy about it.

Why do I always feel like something has interfered in this martial arts competition?

"I don't know what they're after. Gold, silver, and jewelry? I don't think so. It's impossible that they're after just that. And the prince is the same. I always feel like there's something they 'have to' get that's pulling them in, pushing them forward."

Cheng Tao said whatever he wanted to say and made random guesses, but he was soon attracted by the delicacies on the table and began to gobble them up.

However, Chen Tao's casual guess really made the old goat think of something.

If there was anything about this Great Yu that warranted so much effort and calculation from so many factions, it could only be the place Su Mu had visited, perhaps called the Ghost Market. The fact that this place had yielded such a large reward for Su Mu clearly spoke of its allure. While the old goat knew Su Mu could reap so much, the variable of Su Mu was the primary factor.

He was curious about what was in there.

The prince urgently needs the military force of these martial artists, and although many of the Meng family soldiers have been killed, they still come to him. I don’t know whether they are seeking cooperation or exchanging information, which is enough to explain the problem.

"Things will work out when the time comes. We'll know at the banquet the day after tomorrow."

"Too."

The two finished their meal at the restaurant and left.

It can be seen that Chen Tao is very busy. He left in a hurry after eating. I don’t know what he is busy with every day.

Shaking his head, he walked along the streets of Jiading Prefecture. Old Goat rarely came out. Unlike Su Mu, he didn't enjoy the hustle and bustle; he preferred to find a hilltop to eat all day.

Thinking of this, the old goat did so, since he couldn't go back to the yard anyway.

…………

On the other side, Chongwen Mansion.

The three daywalkers arrived at the gate, where a group of guards were patrolling. Seeing these strange people, the guards all grasped the hilts of their swords.

Seeing the guards' actions, the leading Daywalker approached to chat and handed over a visiting card. The guards looked at them strangely. They had assassinated him a few days ago, and now they were paying him a visit. Wasn't that a bit too much? And what made them think His Highness would meet with them?

Seeing the guard's expression, Daywalker explained, "Give the visiting card to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and he will understand."

The meaning is also very clear, this is not something you can decide.

The guard was not angry, nor did he say anything. He said to the others, "Keep an eye on them. If they make any other moves, kill them without mercy."

"Yes!" The remaining guards cast scrutinizing glances at the daywalkers. However, these glances paled in comparison to the half-smile they'd met on the street. That person must have seen something. He knew Dayu was a nation deeply hostile to demons. If... their plans would be impacted. It didn't matter who this person was, but they must not be allowed a chance to speak.

No matter how tempting their offer, he knew that once his identity was exposed, everything would vanish like smoke. He couldn't understand why. Logically, his aura should have been masked, and those annoying temple keeper sorcerers shouldn't have been able to detect it.

He was certain that the person had seen through his disguise at first sight. This thought was truly troubling. If he rashly touched a being of unknown depth, his plans would still be affected.

Now we can only hope that the other party will be able to talk.

Of course, he didn't know that more than one person had noticed, including Chen Tao. The old goat's reward was even more powerful than he had imagined. Everything has its origin. Aura can be hidden, but the origin or true form itself is difficult to conceal.

When it comes to "there", it's really difficult.

While the Sunwalker was still pondering, the imperial guards arrived with a visiting card requesting an audience with the Crown Prince. The Crown Prince was currently sitting in a throne, reading a document. A basin of ice sat in the center of the room, emitting a constant stream of cold air to dispel the heat.

The two palace maids serving beside her were fanning themselves gently and rhythmically. There was not much sound in the room and it was very quiet.

Although he had great martial arts attainments and could regulate his body's temperature, he still had to do what was necessary. He was the crown prince, and this was the rule.

The midday heat did not affect the prince, and his face remained calm.

When hurried footsteps were heard outside the door, the prince put down the document in his hand, waved his finger, and a eunuch immediately went to greet him.

The guards were not surprised by such situations.

He handed the visiting card to the eunuch and whispered a few words in his ear.

The eunuch then handed over the visiting card in his hand, and the guards half-knelt on the ground, waiting to be dispatched.

The prince flipped through the invitation card with great interest. When he saw the words "Meng Family Army", his calm expression changed slightly, but it returned to normal in an instant and he continued reading. There were not many words on it, but every sentence actually touched the prince.

After a few breaths, the visiting card was closed, and the prince asked, "Where are they?"

"Return to your highness and wait at the door."

"Let them in." The faint command did not convey any emotion.

"Yes!" After saying that, the guard left.

"Your Highness, do you really want to see him?" asked the old eunuch who was following the prince.

"It's okay to meet. This is a world of the strong after all."

The old eunuch shut up after hearing this nonsense. The prince reminded him that although these people had assassinated him, they had not hurt him at all, and they had also lost his wife and soldiers, so it was not a big deal.

The key point was that he didn't have much to lose. Besides, it was just a meeting; there was no requirement for cooperation. Still, he was quite moved by the message on the visiting card.

Soon, someone brought the Daywalker.

The prince was attracted by the black cloth tied around his eyes at first glance. He realized that it didn't have much practical effect. His vision was still there, although it was blocked by the black cloth.

This kind of action or measure, which was more about form than meaning, gave the prince a not very good impression of the Meng family army. It felt more like some kind of ritual or sustenance, which was common in some cults. It was dangerous, unreliable, and fanatical. In short, it was not a very positive impression.