A master archer of innate level, whose strength is extremely terrifying.

Qin Liangyu was a master of innate strength. Chen Futu had witnessed the power of her crossbow more than once. It was incredibly accurate, and the power of an arrow shot from a great distance was probably comparable to that of a sniper rifle.

Fortunately, no matter how strong the enemy's arrows were, they couldn't penetrate the carriage.

Chen Futu yanked open the curtain and saw Ge Fei huddled on the carriage shaft, a dark arrowhead lodged in her calf, bleeding profusely.

"You quickly hide inside, I'll deal with him."

Chen Futu tried to pull Consort Ge in, but Consort Ge gritted her teeth and said, "How can Your Majesty show your face at this time?"

She endured the pain and continued driving.

"Stop the car!" Chen Futu shouted. Ge Fei asked urgently, "Why do we need to stop?"

"Kill them all before you leave, or they'll think I'm afraid of them."

Chen Futu decisively pulled out the Desert Eagle from his robes and was about to leave, while the innate archer was nowhere to be found.

Suddenly, Qingyi appeared on the carriage shaft, her expression cold and aloof. She shoved Chen Futu back into the carriage and said, "You stay put. You've just become the King of the Northern Frontier, and you're already making a scene with such a small fuss. What kind of behavior is this?"

"Aunt Qing, what brings you here?" Chen Futu was surprised that his mother had managed to get her to come.

"Actually, I've been here the whole time, but I didn't want to disturb you. I saw something interesting, so I came to check it out. Leave the rest to me."

As soon as Qingyi finished speaking, she suddenly grabbed an arrow before it could hit her.

Chen Futu sighed inwardly, "As expected of her, she can catch a congenital arrow with her bare hands. I doubt anyone else could do that."

However, this also revealed the location of the innate archer, who was on a tree just a few dozen meters away.

Chen Futu rolled up the car window and fired two shots at the tree.

With a thud, a corpse fell from the tree. The archer probably never expected that Chen Futu possessed technology and ruthlessness that surpassed his arrows, and could even unexpectedly kill him instantly.

"Not bad weapon. There are also some larger rats hiding in the shadows. I'll take care of them for you."

Qingyi glanced at the Desert Eagle, then jumped off the carriage.

With her intervention, the assassination attempt was quickly quelled. When Qingyi returned, she was carrying two corpses. According to her, these two were Grandmasters, most likely assassins from the Red Moon Pavilion.

"Don't worry, my disciple. I'll make a trip to the Red Moon Pavilion when I have some free time and get rid of them for you," the man in green said calmly.

Chen Futu was speechless. She was really fierce, storming the Red Moon Tower all by herself. She was probably capable of doing such a thing.

The turmoil subsided, and the carriage continued its journey, but the driver was now Qiwen. Ge Fei was carried into the carriage by Chen Futu, and Liu Longyue helped her temporarily stop the bleeding. They would remove the arrowhead and treat her wounds when they returned.

The attack on the Northern Frontier King upon his return to the city had a significant impact.

Upon returning to the royal court, Chen Futu immediately ordered Liu Bowen to issue an official document announcing the killing of the assassins to the northern frontier. He also instructed Liu to clarify that it was the work of the Great Qian Dynasty and to arrange for scholars from the Great Qian Dynasty to take the heads of the assassins and the Great Qian delegation to the capital and hand them over to the dog emperor.

In addition, I must send a proclamation to the old emperor to denounce the traitor, boasting that I will personally go to the capital in the future and take his dog's head!

Liu Bowen wrote down exactly what Chen Futu said, even in a more offensive way than Chen Futu had said.

The city's restaurants were busily preparing for the banquet. This time, the officials of the Northern Frontier were footing the bill to entertain the people of Dragon City. With good food and drink, the people no longer cared about the assassination attempt. The king had encountered many assassination attempts before; good people are always protected by heaven, so how could an accident happen?

With the help of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, the assassination attempt was portrayed as a desperate act by the old emperor.

In short, the Great Qian imperial family has become a laughing stock in Longcheng, and has lost all its imperial authority.

The city remained bustling. After the banquet began, the aroma of wine filled the air. No one was upset because of the assassination attempt, and the bodies of those assassins now hung outside the city.

Inside the royal court, Chen Futu spent some time helping Consort Ge treat her injuries. The court banquet was still being prepared, and Chen Futu would celebrate lavishly with all the civil and military officials that evening.

"By the way, I remember inviting Zhao Xier to the ceremony. Where is she?"

Chen Futu only remembered this matter after leaving Ge Fei's room.

Dian Wei said憨憨地, "I guess they haven't arrived yet..."

"Forget it, let's talk about it when she arrives. Also, arrange for someone to send wine and meat to the Southern Camp to reward the troops."

"Prime Minister Zhuge has already made the arrangements."

Dian Wei scratched his head and answered.

Chen Futu couldn't help but sigh, "Zhuge Liang was so thoughtful. The soldiers of the Southern Camp haven't returned, nor has Qin Liangyu, but the joy in Longcheng cannot be forgotten."

Soon it was evening, and the royal court held an unprecedentedly grand banquet. In addition to the civil and military officials of Longcheng, the delegation and the women who had some connection with Chen Futu were also present.

Zhou Qingzhi didn't come; he's said to be spending time with his grandson.

In addition, the old lady was not present. She made an excuse that she was resting and then sent a maid to deliver a message.

Chen Futu knew she was definitely at the ancestral hall with his father, but unfortunately he couldn't leave now and could only go see her after the banquet.

Liu Longyue stayed by Chen Futu's side, drank two cups of wine, and her pretty face flushed, making her look beautiful and radiant. However, it was unknown how much of her smile was genuine.

Chen Futu looked at the Northern Martial Delegation; Mo Mo hadn't come this time either.

The Great Wizard still wore a bronze demon mask to cover her face, but her mask was specially made; the chin of the mask could open and close, so it didn't prevent her from eating.

"Your Majesty, we will soon be setting off to return to Beiwu. Would you like to write a letter?"

The great wizard suddenly spoke.

Chen Futu asked curiously, "The Great Wizard has traveled thousands of miles to Dragon City just to witness the ceremony and then go back?"

"As Your Majesty has said, I have accomplished my mission and it is time to return and report back."

The high priest's words were insincere, and Chen Futu didn't mean it that way at all.

Given her esteemed position in Beiwu, there was no need for her to make the trip herself. The so-called grand ceremony was merely a pretext. As for what she truly wanted to do, her claim that it was already done inevitably led to much speculation.

The high wizard avoided eye contact, but his eyes seemed to be exchanging glances with Liu Longyue, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Chen Futu saw through their shady dealings.

Liu Longyue was dishonest and never revealed the true purpose of the Grand Wizard's visit to the Northern Frontier. She even claimed that she was not very familiar with the Grand Wizard beforehand.

Furthermore, there was something fishy about today's attack.

Despite the efforts made by the Longcheng garrison in security, someone still managed to infiltrate right under their noses. Were they just incompetent, or was there a problem with Longcheng's defenses?

Halfway through the banquet, Liu Longyue became drunk. She was helped away from the royal court by her maid, and soon after, the Grand Wizard also got up to take his leave.

Chen Futu sneered as he watched the great shaman's retreating figure, then called out to Zhang Liang, "Something's strange today."

"Your Majesty has also discovered it?"

Zhang Liang stroked his beard and followed Chen Futu's gaze to the direction the Grand Wizard had left. "The Grand Wizard's purpose in coming to Dragon City is still unclear, and today's attack is quite intriguing upon closer examination."

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