The carefree sixth prince, my father respectfully invites me to ascend the throne.

The governor of Liangzhou, surnamed Xu, was merely a figurehead appointed by the people; he had no real talent or ability whatsoever.

Upon hearing this, the person frowned deeply, and upon closer inspection, one could see that they were trembling.

"My lord, my lord!"

After being called out twice more, Xu Yi finally came to his senses.

Looking up at the crowd before him, his eyes held a hint of complexity.

"Go and invite Master Huang and General Zhou here."

……

Yang Ling finally arrived at the Prince's Mansion, but upon seeing the dilapidated state of the place, her expression instantly changed.

"Envoy Gao, is my princely residence really this dilapidated?"

Looking up at the Liangzhou official who had led him there, Yang Ling's face was extremely grim.

When Gao Yinshi heard Yang Ling's words, he showed no disrespect and appeared extremely respectful.

"Your Highness, the palace has been in disrepair for many years, and Liangzhou Prefecture has no money for repairs. We can only ask Your Highness to make do with this."

Hearing what the other person said, Yang Ling didn't say anything more and walked straight inside.

For him, this was the only way things could be now. Instead of arguing with these people, he should focus on making his own arrangements.

I believe that it won't be long before, with my own abilities, repairing the palace will be a piece of cake.

Gao Yinshi watched the crowd enter the Prince's Mansion, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, and then turned and walked into an inn not far away.

The inn was right next to the Prince's mansion, and it looked dazzling and luxurious, a world apart from the mansion.

"My lord, everything has been arranged. What's next?"

Inside the inn's private room, Gao Yinshi looked at a long-bearded man sitting inside with unusually respectful attitude.

The bearded man slowly took a sip of tea, his eyes slightly narrowed, and a strange smile playing on his lips.

"Hmph, this foolish prince actually came. Let him experience the dangers of Liangzhou."

The bearded man spoke with a hint of disdain in his tone.

"That's right, that's right, but sir, he is, after all, a prince. If he dies in Liangzhou, wouldn't it be difficult to explain?"

Gao Yinshi was somewhat worried.

"The court is well aware of the chaos in Liangzhou, and besides, the Ninth Prince was never popular, so no one will feel sorry for him if he dies."

The bearded man said that the court had always been indifferent to the Ninth Prince, so it was not a bad thing that he died in Liangzhou.

"Alright, I'll make the arrangements right now and make sure the master is satisfied."

As Gao Yinshi spoke, he was about to leave, but the bearded man reached out and stopped him.

Gao Yinshi was slightly taken aback, somewhat puzzled.

"Remember to get it done as soon as possible, don't procrastinate!"

……

The situation in Liangzhou was unpredictable, but Yang Ling was in the room discussing the next steps with Mr. Zhuge.

Just then, an urgent voice suddenly rang out from outside.

"Your Highness, something terrible has happened! Miss Yun'er is in trouble!"

His subordinate rushed in, looking very anxious.

Yang Ling frowned. Yun'er had only been gone for a short while, and she had already been targeted so quickly?

"Let's go see who has such audacity."

Yun'er is Yang Ling's person no matter what, how can she be bullied by others so easily.

"Your Highness, you cannot go!"

Mr. Zhuge frowned. He felt that Liangzhou was unusual and did not want Yang Ling to cause any trouble.

"It doesn't matter."

As Yang Ling spoke, her tone was resolute, and she walked straight out of the room.

The group hurriedly arrived at Yun'er's location, only to find her being cornered in a fabric shop by two men who looked like wealthy young masters, their words laced with flirtation.

Upon seeing this, Yang Ling did not hesitate at all, walked up and slapped him across the face.

"Where did this blind fool come from? Do you want to die?"

No sooner had he hit someone than he heard another rich young man's aggressive remarks.

"Who are you? How dare you hit me?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Ling slapped him again without saying a word.

"I'm your father! Didn't your mother tell you when she gave birth to that you should address your elders with respect?"

The rich young master was furious after being slapped twice by Yang Ling. He had always been a bully in this city and had never been bullied before.

"Your Highness!"

Yun'er hurriedly walked up to Yang Ling, her face full of grievance.

If Yang Ling hadn't arrived in time, I would have really been bullied by these two young masters today.

"Don't worry, I'm here!"

Yang Ling gently patted Yun'er's shoulder, indicating that there was no need to worry.

"Beat me to death!"

Seeing that the people he had brought had gathered around, the rich young master felt more confident.

Yang Ling looked at the scene before her with disdain. She needed an excuse, and this was exactly what she needed.

"Fuck me!"

The rich young master's men charged over menacingly.

After seeing this, Yang Ling turned to look at the burly man she had brought. She couldn't very well do this herself.

Seeing Yang Ling's signal, the burly man nodded slightly.

"boom!"

With just one kick, a person was sent flying, fell to the ground spitting blood, struggled a few times, and then became still.

This action startled the other people, who didn't dare to take a step forward for a moment.

"Tsk tsk tsk, so useless? I thought he was so awesome."

Yang Ling looked at the rich young master with disdain, her eyes filled with contempt.

"Charge! Do you think he can take on all of you by himself?!"

The rich young master was also filled with anger upon seeing this.

But the burly man didn't give him any face, punching them in the face until they were bleeding profusely.

In the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, the burly man had knocked all of them to the ground.

"Let me tell you, my father is Li San Dian."

Seeing that his own people were utterly useless, the rich young master could only resort to bringing out his father.

In this city, who wouldn't be afraid to hear the name of his father, Li San Dian?

Yang Ling looked at the other person and gave a sneer.

"My dad is Zhang Erhe!"

Upon hearing Yang Ling's words, the rich young master was taken aback. Was there really someone in this city that his father, Li Sandian, couldn't afford to offend?

"You country bumpkin, how dare you insult my father! I'm telling you, you're dead."

As he spoke, the rich young man wanted to leave as soon as possible.

The moment he turned around, the burly man threw a punch at him.

"Pfft!"

The punch landed squarely, and a mouthful of blood spurted from the rich young man's mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Ling went up and kicked again.

"Pah! So what if your father is Li San Dian, you spoiled brat?"

Seeing the rich young master lying on the ground, too weak to speak, Yang Ling kicked him away.

"Go, bring this Li Sandian here, let this prince see just who he is."