Legend of the Embroiderer

In the interrogation room filled with a gloomy atmosphere, the dim torches emitted a faint but eerie light. The light and shadows danced like a devil, leaping wantonly on the mottled walls, as if to shroud the entire space in this oppressive and tense atmosphere.

Crown Prince Li Zhao, his deep eyes, like sharp eagle eyes, flashing with wisdom and determination, was standing steadily behind the interrogation table, looking down at the stubborn Netherworld Cult assassin in front of him.

He raised his chin slightly, pursed his lips, and his majesty and aura made people feel awe.

Li Luxing, an official from the Dali Temple, stood silently by, his eyes revealing a unique wit and calmness.

Those eyes were like a sharp sword hidden in the darkness. They seemed calm, but in fact they were always alert and ready to deal with any situation that might arise.

Crown Prince Li Zhao's deep, powerful voice echoed in the interrogation room: "Why did you so willingly serve the Netherworld Cult? What kind of ulterior motive are they plotting?"

The Netherworld Cult assassin sneered harshly, his eyes filled with disdain. "Hmph, do you think I'd easily reveal my secrets to you, the so-called righteous men? I'd rather die than betray the Netherworld Cult."

Crown Prince Li Zhao sighed softly, a hint of helplessness flashing across his eyes, but then he became determined again: "Your life is now completely in our hands. As long as you tell us the truth, perhaps we can show mercy and give you a quick end."

However, a flicker of fear briefly crossed the assassin's eyes before he quickly regained his usual coldness and determination. "You will never understand the might of the Netherworld Cult. Even if I die today, our plan will continue, and my death will not waver."

The atmosphere in the interrogation room grew tense, the scars on the assassin's body appearing even more hideous in the firelight. Crown Prince Li Zhao's patience was being tested, while Li Luxing searched for a breakthrough.

Crown Prince Li Zhao roared angrily. His voice, like thunder, reverberated through the air, threatening to shake the entire space. "Your plan has completely failed. The end of the Netherworld Cult is imminent, approaching like a violent storm!"

The assassin looked at him with a mocking expression, a hint of disdain on his lips. "Do you really think you've won? Haha, this is just the beginning. The power of the Netherworld Cult is far beyond the imagination of mortals like you!"

At this moment, Li Luxing quietly leaned close to the prince's ear, his voice low as a ghost's whisper in the dark night, "He's unwilling to easily reveal key information. Perhaps we should try a more subtle method to explore."

A sharp glint flashed in the prince's eyes. He nodded slowly, then said solemnly, "Let's discuss the mysterious 'Space-Time Xuan Ji'. Do you know the terrifying power it contains?"

The prince's words were like a sharp sword, piercing the assassin's heart. The assassin's body shook slightly for an instant, and the fear and uneasiness hidden deep in his heart seemed to be touched.

He knew very well that this "Xuan Ji of Time and Space" was the most fatal weakness in his heart. Once it was touched, he would fall into an irretrievable situation.

Crown Prince Li Zhao's unwavering gaze and Li Luxing's sharp mind played a crucial role in this tense and fierce interrogation.

They understood that they had to do everything they could to make the assassin speak. Only in this way could they uncover the many secrets hidden in the darkness of the Netherworld Cult.

Crown Prince Li Zhao suddenly raised his head, his eyes blazing with fire, and sternly said, "Enough! Stop your pointless struggle! If you still refuse to cooperate, we will not hesitate to take even harsher and more cruel measures to make you regret coming into this world!"

The assassin gritted his teeth, his eyes gleaming with determination. "Don't even think about getting anything. The Netherworld Cult will definitely achieve ultimate victory. All your efforts are in vain!"

The tense atmosphere in the interrogation room seemed to freeze into ice. Despite being in a stalemate, Crown Prince Li Zhao and Li Luxing still did not back down.

They know very well that this is not just a simple confrontation of strength, but a long contest of wisdom and patience.

Every glance and every subtle movement may contain the other person's thoughts, and if you are not careful, you will lose everything.

They forced their thoughts to be as calm as the undercurrent beneath the surface of a tranquil lake. Only in this way could they have a chance to have the last laugh in this invisible war.

Night slowly descended like a huge black curtain, covering the entire palace. The cold moonlight poured down like a clear spring, illuminating a corner of the interrogation room.

Crown Prince Li Zhao and Li Luxing sat solemnly, clutching the intelligence regarding the Netherworld Cult tightly in their hands, their eyes revealing determination and resolve. They were like two generals about to go to war, ready to tear open the veil of the Netherworld Cult's conspiracy in this darkness.

At this moment, another group of people from the Netherworld Cult sneaked into the palace quietly like ghosts. They were dressed in black night clothes, and their figures were looming in the darkness. They took every step very carefully for fear of making any sound.

They have only one goal: to carry out a surprise rescue operation and free their imprisoned companions.

Li Hao, the emperor's most loyal guard, was currently leading the palace's elite guards on a methodical patrol. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his gaze was as sharp as a hawk, seemingly able to penetrate the fog of night and detect any unusual movement.

His heart was like an indestructible fortress, always ready to defend against any attack from the outside world.

Suddenly, an extremely subtle sound of metal collision broke the originally silent night sky. The sound seemed to be the call of the god of death, echoing in the air.

Li Hao's heart suddenly jumped, and a glint of alertness flashed in his eyes. He knew that this was no ordinary sound. It must be the people from the Netherworld Cult making a move.

Li Hao lowered his voice, his tone full of majesty: "Prepare for battle!

The rats of the Netherworld Cult have finally arrived! " As soon as he finished speaking, the guards around him immediately entered combat mode, their weapons tightly gripped in their hands, their eyes flashing with fearlessness.

The Netherworld Cultists whispered softly in the darkness, passing on orders to each other: "Quick, we must rescue our brothers! We can't let them fall into the hands of the Crown Prince!"

There were ferocious expressions on their faces and flames of revenge burning in their eyes, as if they were ready to do whatever it takes.

The two sides stood face to face in the darkness, a fierce battle seemingly imminent. The moonlight shone upon them, illuminating their determined faces, neither willing to give in first...

The originally quiet corridors and vast courtyards of the palace seemed to be instantly activated by a mysterious force, and turned into a brutal battlefield in an instant.

The cold moonlight poured down like silver gauze, illuminating the entire space with exceptional clarity. Sword shadows darted through the space like ghosts, while the knife lights shone like silver lightning.

Li Hao's figure was as agile as a cheetah. When he swung the long sword in his hand, it brought up gusts of wind. Every time he swung the sword, it seemed to contain the power of thunder and lightning, and the power was astonishing.

However, those Netherworld followers appeared extremely cunning. They relied on the treacherous techniques and sinister schemes they had cultivated over the years to try to find flaws in this fierce confrontation.

Li Hao's eyes widened in anger, blazing with fire. His roar resounded like thunder across the corridors and courtyards. "You lackeys of the Netherworld Cult, how dare you run wild under my nose? Don't even think about saving anyone from me! Today is the day you die!"

The Netherworld Cultists laughed sinisterly. One of them mocked, "Don't be too complacent. What you don't know is that your prince has already fallen into our carefully laid trap. No matter how hard you struggle, you can't change this fact."

The battle became increasingly intense. Although Chen and his guards were all brave and fearless, like a group of ferocious lions, the Netherworld cultists seemed like endless ants, and there seemed to be a constant stream of reinforcements emerging from the darkness.

In the dark interrogation room, the prince keenly heard the intense noise outside. His originally relaxed brows were tightly locked together, and his heart seemed to be pressed down by a heavy stone, filled with deep worry.

Li Luxing was extremely anxious, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. He said anxiously, "Your Highness, we really can't delay any longer. The reinforcements from the Netherworld Cult are already pouring in like a tide. If we don't speed up the interrogation, all our previous efforts will be in vain."

A glint of determination flashed in Crown Prince Li Zhao's eyes. He said calmly, "Li Hao will definitely hold on. He is our most capable guard. We cannot let these rats easily interfere with our plans, no matter how great the cost."

As he spoke, he clenched his fists slightly, his eyes revealing determination.

A betrayal that came without warning, like a bolt from the blue, was like a black wave that instantly swept through the seemingly peaceful court, plunging it into unprecedented chaos.

Crown Prince Li Zhao and Li Luxing, two court officials shouldering heavy responsibilities, were sitting in the dark and slightly dull interrogation room with serious expressions, holding the interrogation instruments tightly in their hands, concentrating on interrogating the captured Netherworld Cult assassin.

However, no one expected that just when they thought everything was under control, an insider who was usually close to them and trusted them suddenly turned against them like an enraged beast, and helped those hateful assassins escape successfully at lightning speed.

In the interrogation room, the burning torch kept swaying, and its flickering light and shadow seemed to be telling of the tense and depressing atmosphere at the moment.

The eyes of Crown Prince Li Zhao were like a sharp sword, firm and sharp, revealing his determination to never let go of any clue or traitor easily.

He was just about to continue the interrogation, trying to dig out more secrets about the Netherworld Cult from the assassins who had been caught. However, at this critical moment, he suddenly heard a loud commotion coming from outside the door. The sound was like the call of the god of death, which made people feel terrified.

Immediately afterwards, a eunuch, whom they had never had the slightest suspicion of, suddenly emerged from the darkness like a ghost, quickly pulled out the deadly dagger hidden in his sleeve, and stabbed the guard without hesitation.

The guard's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. Before he could react, he fell in a pool of blood.

The eunuch was pale and trembling all over, and he kept saying, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I... I really have no choice."

Crown Prince Li Zhao opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of shock. He could hardly believe his ears and what was happening before his eyes.

He roared, "You! Why did you betray the court? We treated you well!"

The eunuch replied tremblingly, "The Netherworld Cult captured my family and threatened to kill them if I didn't cooperate. I... I really had no choice but to obey their orders."

A trace of deep shock first flashed across Crown Prince Li Zhao's eyes, and that shock flashed across the sky like lightning, and was immediately replaced by a decisive and resolute look.

He knew very well that the traitor's actions were likely to pose an immeasurable threat to the safety of the entire palace. He had to take action as soon as possible to completely eliminate this hidden danger in order to protect the peace of the court and the dignity of the royal family.