We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Da da da--

The sound of horse hooves became clearer and clearer, reminding Yuwen Tai that this was not an illusion.

Yuwen Tai stood up suddenly, ran to the door, and pushed it open amid the puzzled gazes of others.

That is......

A cavalry?

How could there be cavalry in the inner city? Those barbarians didn't even allow the use of pack horses, so the noble families like us had to ride in sedan chairs when we went out.

Yuwen Tai's ominous premonition grew stronger. He looked at the dark corridor, listened to the sound of horse hooves that seemed to be right next to his ears, and shouted anxiously:

"Come on, come on!"

Before he finished speaking, a burly man appeared from the end of the corridor, walking steadily and speaking in a voice like a bell:

"Master Yuwen, don't worry. We are here to protect you!"

Yuwen Tai grabbed the big man's arm and felt his palm was slippery. Without thinking, he asked hurriedly:

"What happened outside?"

"It's just a small matter, nothing to worry about. Just rest assured, master." The big man grinned, but his tone was inexplicably cold.

"Nonsense, I can hear the sound of horse hooves, how could it be just a small trouble?" Yuwen Tai said impatiently.

"It's really a small trouble. Master Yuwen, please relax and continue playing music and dancing." The big man said jokingly.

Yuwen Tai felt that the Chinese accent was strange.

With the dim light, Yuwen Tai finally saw the face of the person coming and immediately became suspicious:

"No, you are not my personal guard, who are you?!"

He suddenly withdrew his hand, only to see that the palm that had just touched the big man was blood red and had a pungent fishy smell.

Looking closely again, I saw that the strong man was covered in blood, with a cold smile on his face, like a Shura from hell.

"It's you, you're the one following His Highness!" Yuwen Tai's pupils shrank sharply. "Why are you here? Where is my son?!"

"Stop arguing, stop arguing." Wang Sanchun rubbed his ears and pulled out a bloody head from his waist. "Isn't your son here?"

After saying that, he threw the round thing into Yuwen Tai's arms.

Yuwen Tai caught it subconsciously, but when he saw the pair of eyes wide open with fear, he was instantly scared to death.

"Ah!" Yuwen Tai screamed and threw the head to the ground, "Jun'er, where is Ping'er?!"

"Don't worry, don't worry. Are you looking for your nephews?" Wang Sanchun considerately untied two more heads from his waist, "They are all here too."

Yuwen Tai's eyes rolled back and he almost fainted.

Several of his nephews and nephews who served as officers in the county army were beheaded by the evil man in front of him!

Seeing strong men with bloody auras constantly flashing behind Wang Sanchun, Yuwen Tai knew that all his guards had been killed by them.

He bit his tongue hard, and his mind became much clearer.

"Yes, Your Highness... Prince Ninggu!" Yuwen Tai ran back frantically, "Prince Ninggu is still in our hands, you can't touch me!"

As he spoke, he backed away frantically, trying to escape back to the lobby.

Wang Sanchun just stood there, smiling, and let him escape.

The sound of stringed instruments could still be heard in the hall of the government office. After three rounds of drinks, a drunk man had already taken the singer into his arms and was touching her.

Seeing Yuwen Tai coming back, staggering and disheveled, everyone thought he was drunk and out of control, so they started to tease him:

"Brother Yuwen, are you drunk and causing trouble? You've behaved so rudely in front of His Highness. You should be fined three cups of wine!"

However, Yuwen Tai ignored everyone's ridicule, drew the sword from his waist, and went straight to Qiu Bai who was sitting in the main seat.

Seeing Yuwen Tai rushing towards him with great momentum, Qiu Bai remained expressionless, while the other family heads were panicked.

"Yuwen Tai, what are you doing?!"

"Could it be that he is really drunk and dares to be rude to His Highness?"

"How dare you! Get back now!"

Yuwen Tai turned a deaf ear to him, pointed his sword at Qiu Bai, and shouted sternly: "Your Highness? What kind of Your Highness is he?!"

"Do you know that all our personal guards have been killed by this man? He harbors evil intentions and intends to capture us all!"

Upon hearing this, the other family heads were shocked and stood up one after another.

Just at this moment, Wang Sanchun led a group of soldiers, holding swords and rushing in one after another, with a murderous aura that was frightening.

When everyone saw this, they were even more terrified, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

Those who were not aware of the situation stood up while drunk and shouted at the Ninggu soldiers who kept approaching them.

The soldiers didn't say much to them, but just swung their weapons and knocked them to the ground one by one.

A few teeth were knocked out, and everyone immediately became quiet.

"Don't come over!" Yuwen Tai shouted, "Your Highness is in my hands, don't force me!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Sanchun glanced at him coldly, with a hint of disdainful sneer on his lips, but did not order him to stop.

When Yuwen Tai saw this, he immediately felt disappointed.

Could it be that the Prince of Ninggu was truly unaware of this, and that this big man suddenly developed malicious intentions?

Wang Sanchun looked around and counted silently: "Yuwen family, Changsun family, Zhuge family, Pei family, Zhou family... Hmm, not bad, they are all here."

Seeing Wang Sanchun like this, Yuwen Tai became even more furious: "Traitor, do you really think that I dare not kill the prince?"

Wang Sanchun walked to the table with a nonchalant look, picked up a pot of wine, tilted his head back and took a few gulps.

Then he casually threw the wine jug on the ground and said disdainfully: "Kill him quickly if you want to, don't be so fussy, killing him will give me peace and quiet."

Yuwen Tai was stunned at first, then broke down in laughter.

"Hahahahaha!" Yuwen Tai held the sword in one hand and wiped the tears of laughter with the other. "Your Highness, look, this is your most trusted personal guard?"

"You have no ability to judge people. How can you be worthy of being a vassal king? My, Yuwen Tai's, glorious reputation will be ruined today at the hands of a foolish and incompetent prince like you!"

Hearing this, Qiu Bai slowly raised his head, looked at him strangely, and a suggestive smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"No!" Yuwen Tai suddenly realized something and exclaimed, "You are not the Prince of Ninggu?"

Perhaps death stimulated his potential, and Yuwen Tai's mind was unexpectedly clear at this moment.

If Prince Ninggu was really a loser who couldn't even control his subordinates, how could he be so calm and composed?

Recalling the various details of Qiu Bai and others entering the city, he felt more and more that this person's behavior was not like that of a prince at all.

"Who are you? Where is the Prince of Ninggu? Where is he?"

Yuwen Tai looked like a madman, roaring hysterically.

"The King is here!"