The prince is very cruel

Guan Ning was like a civet cat, moving through the darkness, sometimes lying on the ground, sometimes jumping onto the roof, accurately avoiding all the officials and Zhao's army.

Soon, he arrived at the east side of the city.

This is the wealthy area of ​​Guangling City. Just across the street, people live like heaven and hell.

There are countless large manors and lofts. I don’t know how many important people in Guangling have raised canaries here.

Guan Ning couldn't help but sigh quietly, whether it was in ancient times or in later times, it was the same.

"Fei Niao Pavilion, Fei Niao Pavilion..."

He muttered to himself as he searched along the way, but he couldn't find it after searching two streets. Suddenly, he stopped, took three steps back, and fixed his eyes on a dimly lit place.

All the houses were destroyed, only this place had lights on.

Even in the surrounding passages, there were flashing figures, as if guarding something. This caught Guan Ning's attention, and he climbed up the wall.

It was a pavilion, not too tall, about three stories, but definitely the most imposing one. There was a plaque on the front, but because it was too dark, Guan Ning couldn't see the words on it clearly, so he could only get as close as possible.

But as soon as he approached, he didn't even make any sound, just the sound of breathing at most.

"Who?!" A low shout was heard, and at least three black shadows rushed towards them.

Guan Ning was shocked, what a keen perception!

He reacted quickly, jumped into the alley, and disappeared without a trace.

In just two breaths, three men in black flashed to the roof where Guan Ning had been hiding. The night wind blew the black clothes of the three men, making them look like Taoist robes embroidered with the Yin-Yang pattern.

"It's a cat." One person spoke, his eyes fixed on the wild cat at the end of the alley.

"These are turbulent times. The leader has already said that the people who tried to assassinate the governor are no small matter and should not be underestimated. We should be cautious."

"Have someone block off the passage and check each one."

"Ok."

The three of them talked briefly and then disappeared again.

As soon as the others left, Guan Ning half showed his face from the darkness, and was standing right where the three men had been standing!

"What a powerful balancer."

"It's amazing that they can sense me like this. No wonder so many people tried to assassinate Zhao Tai, but in the end, no one was left alive."

"Even if this isn't the Feiniao Pavilion, it must be where Zhao Tai is recuperating."

As he spoke, his eyes became more determined, with a murderous look of someone who, knowingly lurks in the mountain, still ventures towards it, as he rushed towards the pavilion.

This time, he was more careful and held his breath. There was a checkpoint outside. He boldly threw a rope from a high altitude and directly hooked it onto the eaves of the opposite pavilion, then approached the pavilion by walking on a tightrope.

Looking down from the sky, the four passages were guarded by about thirty people. Guan Ning knew that this was probably not the place where Zhao Tai was recuperating. If he was here in person, there would definitely be more than just these people.

Soon, facts confirmed his guess.

As he approached, three big words became clear: Feiniao Pavilion!

Snapped……

Guan Ning landed lightly on the ground and quickly entered the pavilion. The interior was magnificently decorated. Even the ordinary chairs were made of pearwood, and the beams and pillars were made of golden nanmu.

It can be said to be a miniature version of a luxury mansion, with everything you need.

There were traces of men here, and a curved bow and a golden sword were hung on the wall. Guan Ning was overjoyed. Old Ghost Deng did not lie. This was indeed where Zhao Tai kept his concubine, and Zhao Tai probably came here often.

After making sure that no one was around, he lit a weak tinder, walked quickly to the main hall and began to rummage through the drawers.

In addition to some study items and books, there are also a large number of manuscripts and letters. Guan Ning searched through them one by one and found that they were all letters exchanged between Zhao Tai and his subordinates.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

I flipped through more than a dozen letters, but found none of them to be of much value. They were mostly letters related to military deployments. At this time, suddenly!

Guan Ning's ears moved and he clearly heard a faint sound of footsteps. This was definitely not an auditory hallucination, it was very close.