His Majesty is plotting a rebellion? Quickly, summon the Imperial Advisor!

Immortal Ziyun did not possess the same great fortune as Zhao Qingyun. His journey through countless hardships in the Primordial Era to find the location of the natural barrier and begin constructing the Bridge to Immortality was already his limit.

Although he was a powerful cultivator at the Bridge-Building Realm, his advanced age and the air of decline somewhat obscured his immortal aura.

He was dressed in a purple robe and slowly entered the city gate, wearing a round silk hat, looking just like the old master of that family.

He walked to the vegetable market, where the execution platform had not been dismantled. After wiping away the snow covering the surface, the congealed bloodstains were particularly noticeable.

The Purple Cloud Immortal came seeking revenge. He was an old man in his twilight years, but his murderous intent was terrifying. He was experienced, ruthless, and meticulous.

Even his affairs after death were planned.

He sat down in the restaurant, not in a private room, but with a cup of hot tea, listening to the banter of those around him.

When the waiter brought the dishes, he took out a few copper coins and asked, "Waiter, I heard that Da Xi City has recently been using the law of mortals to kill immortals? I am very curious, may I tell you about it?"

The waiter quickly put the copper coin into his pocket and then vividly described what he had seen and heard that day.

And the various versions he collected himself.

Immortal Ziyun narrowed his eyes slightly and swallowed the tea in his mouth.

"Ji Yuan, Xu Bing, Shang Shoucheng..."

"None of you will escape!"

He hardened his heart, and bloodshot veins quickly rose in his eyes, making him appear hysterical.

"We can't rush things, we can't rush things... We need to plan this out carefully, we need to plan this out carefully."

“In ancient times, there were cultivators who killed emperors and died on the spot. I… need to be fully prepared.”

Ziyun lost a few more copper coins, and for the next few days, he stayed in Daxi City.

A private room has been booked.

After placing some items, the Purple Cloud Immortal did not rest immediately, but instead headed towards a certain place.

"Zhou, Wang, Li... you three scoundrels, don't even think about hiding!"

The Immortal Ziyun was filled with resentment.

The master and disciple were of one mind. When the disciple was murdered, his wisp of soul, following the connection, flew back to Little Qiong Peak and often appeared to him in his dreams.

Besides Xu Bing's group, Zhou, Wang, and Li, the three officials, had intentionally mocked Zhao Qingyun before his death.

This sin is equally difficult to eradicate.

……

January 26th, according to the Da Xi calendar.

In Baihu Street of Daxi City, the once glorious but now declining Red Eagle Escort Agency is now experiencing a second spring.

The gilded plaque, which had been covered in dust, was polished to a shine, and the four characters "Red Eagle Escort Agency" resembled a proud and upright falcon.

Its reputation is no less than that of the four major security escort agencies.

However, the disparity in strength is still significant.

At this moment, several bodyguards from each of the four major escort agencies have arrived and are blocking the entrance.

Hong Dakai, a silver-medal bodyguard from Tianyi Escort Agency and a renowned swift swordsman in the martial arts world, stood at the gate challenging them to a duel.

"Zhao Xiaodao, your father and I have an appointment for tomorrow's martial arts competition. Don't forget it."

Sun Xun, a silver-medal bodyguard from the Nanhu Escort Agency, laughed and scolded, "Hahaha, if you're scared, then get out of Daxi City. This job at the escort agency isn't something a little kid like you can handle."

……

There was a commotion outside the door.

The bodyguards inside the gate sat upright, completely ignoring the noise.

All because the owner of the escort agency visited the agency once again.

Xu Bing slowly sipped his tea, rocking back and forth in his armchair, displaying an air of leisure and tranquility.

"Boss, I'll go chase them away!"

Zhao Xiaodao said angrily, the shouts and curses outside were getting more and more unpleasant.

Xu Bing lightly tapped the armrest with his finger, and Zhao Xiaodao was intercepted by a mysterious force.

"Xiao Dao, how many times have I told you to control your emotions?"

"Filthy words go unheard, why get angry?"

Xu Bing said leisurely.

This level of abuse isn't even enough to tickle him.

"But we can't just let them keep cursing, can we? If more and more people come, where will our escort agency put its face?" Zhao Xiaodao said indignantly.

"That's exactly what I wanted."

"The harsher his insults, the more people who know about them, the better."

Xu Bing knew what was going on.

"Tomorrow is the martial arts competition, and our escort agency needs to send four people. Who among you wants to go?" Xu Bing's eyes swept over the twenty-one escorts below.

"Boss, I'll go." A middle-aged man came out.

His name was Zhong Ziqi. He practiced a powerful and fierce style of boxing and was quite famous in the martial arts world, known for his loyalty and righteousness.

"Who else?" Xu Bing asked.

"I am Lei Yong!"

"I…"

……

Before long, three more men emerged, one fat, one thin, and one short, all of whom were silver-ranked bodyguards.

There will be four matches in the martial arts tournament tomorrow.

The Red Eagle Escort Agency took turns fighting against the escorts sent by the four major escort agencies: Tianyi, Beixie, Nanhu, and Changhong.

These four were indeed the strongest individuals Xu Bingqian could muster at the moment.

Their hearts were heavy, for they knew that with their current skill level, it would be difficult to achieve victory in tomorrow's battle.

However, Xu Bing remained calm, as he already had a plan in mind.

"Alright then, Zhong Ziqi, Lei Yong, Zhao Xiaodao, the three of you will fight tomorrow."

"As for the last person, I have already found him, and he is not here."

"Me?" Zhao Xiaodao seemed flustered upon hearing his name mentioned. "Boss, I can't do it, my skills aren't good enough..."

Xu Bing walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

“The Red Eagle Escort Agency was founded by your father, so you should participate in tomorrow’s martial arts competition.”

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you lose. You just need to have perseverance and courage."

Xu Bing encouraged him. Zhao Xiaodao smelled the fragrance emanating from Xu Bing, and his mind immediately calmed down. Looking at Xu Bing's figure, all his troubles and worries disappeared.

The boss has his own plans.

……

Xu Bing boarded the carriage and left the Red Eagle Escort Agency.

I came to inspect today not only to explain the arrangements for tomorrow, but also to see the spirit and demeanor of the Red Eagle Escort Agency.

He was quite satisfied.

In recent days, the Red Eagle Escort Agency has not officially received any escort missions, which is related to the deliberate suppression by the four major escort agencies.

The more than twenty bodyguards were all in high spirits, and Xu Bing even took the time to watch each of them demonstrate a few skills.

In fact, Xu Bing is not fixated on a great victory in tomorrow's martial arts match, as that would be meaningless.

……

evening.

Upon returning to the Imperial Preceptor's residence, Xu Bing ordered his men to prepare dinner. During this time, he went to the bathhouse and washed himself.

People in Daehee rarely bathe in winter because it's too cold.

Moreover, he didn't have the means to burn charcoal and boil hot water to bathe every day. However, due to the lingering habits from his previous life, he would wash up every day before he would stop.

He walked to the bronze mirror and looked at himself hidden in the rising mist.

He was over nine feet tall, with a handsome and aggressive face, eyes like stars, eyebrows like distant peaks, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his appearance was impeccable.

Her long, jet-black hair had somehow grown to her waist.

Xu Bingqian's clothes were no longer suitable for him; they would have made him look too bulky.

Most importantly, the predecessor's aesthetic sense was really poor. It looked exactly like something a nouveau riche would have.

He was already considering whether to sell all those fine clothes and then commission a few more when he had time.

Appearance is one thing, dressing up is another. Only those who know how to live can truly enjoy life.

This is the experience Xu Bing summarized in his previous life; he must not mistreat himself.

He dressed casually in a light brown robe embroidered with flowers, birds, and fish, and his long hair was held in place by a single hairpin.

After bathing, it was just time to prepare dinner. After a quick and simple meal, Xu Bing took the bowl and chopsticks from Song Si and headed to a side room in the backyard.

"Poor Your Majesty..."

"This Xu Bing is probably going to make fun of you again." Song Si couldn't stop him, so she could only mourn silently.

However... then again.

Even if you're being teased by someone with such looks, it probably has a certain charm, doesn't it?

Song Si went back to her own business.

The owner of the Star Gazing Tower could now be considered a qualified maid.

They are quick and efficient.

No complaining, no troublemaking... unfortunately, he has a rebellious streak.