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

The surrounding martial arts practitioners all wore expressions of resignation to their fate. Their lives were no longer important; as long as they could kill Yang Ling, what did it matter if they lost their lives?

……

About two miles from the inn, a carriage slowly approached, escorted by dozens of guards.

The guards all remained calm and composed, completely disregarding the few martial arts practitioners who were lying in ambush at the inn.

Behind the carriage, a dozen or so men dressed in black followed expressionlessly, their eyes constantly scanning the surroundings as if they were on guard against an ambush.

"stop!"

When they were less than 300 meters from the inn, the leader of the men in black suddenly shouted, and everyone immediately stopped in their tracks. At this moment, Yang Ling got off the carriage.

"Your Highness, there may be an ambush ahead. For safety's sake, I think we should take a detour."

When the man in black saw Yang Ling, his tone softened considerably.

Their primary purpose in escorting Yang Ling this time was to protect her safety. If anything happened to Yang Ling, they would all likely lose their heads.

Upon hearing the man in black's words, Yang Ling smiled and said, "I'd like to see what kind of monsters and demons they are, that they can't even set up an ambush with such low taste."

Yang Ling looked at the inn not far away. After all, he had read novels and knew that such places were usually easy to assassinate. He never expected that he would actually encounter one.

However, he was very curious: what kind of reckless person would choose to make a move here?

Since the Ninth Prince had said so, everyone had no choice but to continue walking forward.

"Come on, let's go over and take a look."

Yang Ling smiled at the dozens of guards who looked nervous, then took Mingyue's hand and walked towards the inn.

"Your Highness..."

Mingyue held Yang Ling's hand tightly, her face full of worry.

Yang Ling patted her on the back, signaling her not to be afraid.

The group moved forward slowly, and when they were about fifty meters away from the inn, they suddenly heard a piercing sound of something cutting through the air.

"not good!"

The guards' expressions changed drastically upon seeing this, and they immediately gripped their guns.

Yang Ling held Mingyue's hand and stood still. He wanted to see what these people were capable of.

The sound of something cutting through the air reached everyone's ears, and the next second dozens of hidden weapons flew towards Yang Ling.

"boom……"

A loud bang came from the crowd, and the man in black suddenly struck, knocking down all the hidden weapons in mid-air.

It was only then that Yang Ling realized that these hidden weapons were actually throwing darts.

"Good tricks, but if this is all your men can do, you're probably going to be disappointed."

Yang Ling looked at the man in black in front of her with disdain, then turned around, took Mingyue's hand, and walked forward.

Two burly men stood at the entrance of the inn. When they saw the group approaching, their expressions suddenly changed.

"stop!"

The two burly men stared coldly at Yang Ling and the others, each holding a long knife.

However, at this moment, everyone's guns were already pointed at the two men.

"Your Highness, leave these people to us."

The man in black glanced at Yang Ling, then stepped forward.

Yang Ling nodded. "Don't kill him. I want to capture him alive."

The two burly men roared in anger when they heard that the crowd dared to look down on them.

"Boy, court death!"

As soon as the two finished speaking, their knives were already slashing towards the crowd.

The man in black was naturally not afraid. He swung his long sword and blocked the knives in the hands of the two men.

"You are the one seeking death!"

As soon as the man in black drew his sword, the two men immediately felt immense pressure. However, they were naturally unwilling to back down and continued to slash forward with their longswords.

There was a loud "bang".

The next second, two screams rang out.

The two burly men had already fallen to the ground, while the man in black was holding two knives.

"Vulnerable."

Seeing that Yang Ling had already entered the inn, the man in black casually tossed the knife aside and then went in with the others.

In a teahouse not far from the group, an old man dressed in tattered clothes frowned slightly as he witnessed what had just happened.

"The Ninth Prince's guards are all experts, but... isn't this man in black Chen Ming's subordinate? How come he's here?"

The old man frowned slightly as he watched Yang Ling and the others leave.

……

Inside the inn, the few martial arts figures who had been drinking frowned as they saw Yang Ling walk in unharmed.

"Is the newcomer the Ninth Prince?"

The middle-aged man who was leading the group stood up and stared fiercely at Yang Ling in front of him, without any attempt to hide his anger.

Yang Ling glanced at the few people in front of her and then ignored them, turning her head to look at the shopkeeper.

"Bring out all the best wine and food you have here. All my brothers must eat and drink well."

After saying that, he led Mingyue to the private room on the second floor.

The shopkeeper was incredibly excited when he heard that a big business had come in.

He immediately instructed the waiters to serve the dishes and drinks.

Those martial arts practitioners, seeing that Yang Ling didn't take them seriously at all, became extremely angry.

"This Ninth Prince is really arrogant! Brothers, let's attack!"

“That’s right. If we don’t kill him today, we’ll never have the face to stand in the martial arts world again.”

Several people roared and charged toward Yang Ling, but just as they reached the second floor, they saw more than a dozen people suddenly appear in front of Yang Ling, and each of them held a strange weapon.

"boom……"

With a loud bang, the group saw a flash of white light before their eyes, and their bodies went numb as they collapsed to the ground.

"Your Highness, what should be done with these people?"

Yang Ling looked at the men below, a slight smile appearing on her lips.

"Take the body out and throw it away. Don't spoil my enjoyment here."

Yang Ling looked indifferent. So what if they were a few traitors? They're dead, so what?

He's not some saint reincarnated; he doesn't have that much compassion.

Upon hearing this, his men immediately did as instructed, since leaving the body there was not a good idea.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Yang Ling stretched and glanced outside.

The sky is clear and blue, perfect for continuing our journey.

"Let's go, it's time to hit the road."

Upon hearing Yang Ling's words, everyone naturally got up without hesitation to leave.

Just then, an old voice suddenly rang out from outside the door.