"My Lord!" A man wearing a bamboo hat called out to Mo Yu.
Mo Yu turned around and saw the man, and bowed to him: "Sixth Prince."
That's right. The person in front of him was An Ruochen, the sixth prince of Ankui Kingdom. He had never been seen again since the first time he met him at the city gate. According to Sima Gaozhuo, An Ruochen had been ill due to acclimatization since he came to Tianyu Kingdom, so all matters were left to him.
An Ruochen gently raised his hand to signal Mo Yu to get up, and then said lightly: "My Lord, you shouldn't keep the appointment so late. It's not safe to go on the road at night, so you should go back early!"
There seemed to be a deep meaning in the words.
Mo Yu's eyes were filled with deep thought: "Thank you for your reminder, Sixth Prince. I will take my leave now. If I have time in the future, I will thank you for your reminder today."
An Ruochen watched Mo Yu leave, and there were slight ripples in his originally calm eyes. He sighed softly, and let go in the wind.
Mo Yu returned to the front hall, and seeing that everyone else was drunk, he said to Sima Gaozhuo, "Master Sima, it's getting late, and we've almost finished the wine, so I'll take my leave now."
After saying this, he left without waiting for Sima Gaozhuo to persuade him to stay.
Ge Luo watched Mo Yu's anxious steps as he left, and only spoke after he had walked away: "My Lord, is there something wrong?"
Mo Yu shook his head gently to indicate that he didn't know. "An Ruochen has never interacted with us. Today, he actually reminded us. It must be a big deal. I don't know if he has conspired with Wei Weiyan again. For safety reasons, let's go back quickly!"
When Ge Luo heard Mo Yu say this, he gritted his teeth and said, "That thief still refuses to give up. He is so cruel!"
He had seen what Mo Yu had been through during this period. He was a rough man, and these envoys were almost bullying the marquis, yet the marquis still had to smile at them. If it had been someone else, he would have turned hostile long ago.
Sima Gaozhuo, on the other side, looked at Mo Yu's departing back, his eyes full of clarity, without any of the haziness of being drunk. He waved to the guards beside him and said, "Tell that person that Mo Yu left early!"
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Goro drove the carriage back to the Marquis' Mansion through an alley. Today the alley was particularly quiet.
"My lord, there is an ambush!" Goro felt the murderous intent the moment he walked into the alley. He only had time to remind him of this before the man in black came charging towards him.
Goro immediately started fighting with the masked man.
Mo Yu lifted the curtain and looked at the people outside. He already knew the origins of this group of people. He drew his sword and fought with the man in black.
Mo Yu raised his knife and killed a man. He wiped the blood off his face and said solemnly: "If you don't come out now, when are you going to come out?"
Yi Jinyi sent a few people to protect Mo Yu secretly. They thought Mo Yu was talking about them and were about to come out, but twenty people came out from nowhere. In an instant, those men in black died on the spot.
The few people sent by Yi Jinyi were silent, watching Mo Yu's carriage leave.
In the palace, Yi Jinyi looked at the secret guards kneeling below him and suddenly chuckled: "What you said is true!"
The leading secret guard said expressionlessly: "Yes, those people look like assassins secretly raised by Marquis Weiwu."
Yi Jinyi waved his hand and let them go.
Yi Jinyi was the only one left in the huge palace, muttering to himself: "Mo Yu, you really make me more and more curious!"
Wei Weiyan naturally received the news as well. He angrily smashed the blue and white porcelain that he liked very much and said angrily: "Mo Yu! Mo Yu! You really deserve to die!"
During this period of time, Mo Yu had been very cautious and never been alone. He had also tried to test him a few times and found that only Goro was better at fighting, so he teamed up with Sima Gaozhuo to kill Mo Yu.
Who would have thought that he had such an expert at his disposal who could actually escape from his hands.
Wei Yuze rushed over after hearing the news that his father was angry. After learning what happened, he quickly comforted him: "Father, don't be angry. It's just killing one person. As long as you have the will, there will always be a chance!"
Wei Weiyan felt that what Wei Yuze said was right. Saving a person might be difficult, but killing a person was not an easy matter.
Wei Weiyan now trusts Wei Yuze very much. After Wei Yuze tells him some things, he understands them instantly.
"Yu Ze, go and send a few people to monitor Mo Yu. I don't believe he can't die." Wei Weiyan said with viciousness in his eyes.
Wei Yuze clasped his hands together, agreed, and left.
In order to thank An Ruochen for reminding him that night, Mo Yu often invited An Ruochen out to play.
An Ruochen was still wearing his bamboo hat, and no one had ever seen his face. Mo Yu was not a curious person, so he didn't ask.
Mo Yu held the wine glass and drank it intermittently, as if he remembered something: "Ruochen, your delegation will leave the day after tomorrow!"
An Ruochen nodded, looked at the fireworks outside the restaurant, and said in a faint voice: "My Lord, don't forget what you promised me."
Mo Yu smiled, with a strange light flashing in his eyes: "Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you."
The two stayed in the restaurant until evening and left one after another.
The person who had been following secretly found an opportunity today and led away the people who were protecting Mo Yu. The light was dim at night, and seeing the man in white clothes, he followed him directly and sent someone to report the situation here to Wei Weiyan.
Wei Weiyan also received the news at this time and immediately ordered people to take action.
The two men in black looked at each other and nodded. When the man walked into a dark place, they chopped him with a machete and the man fell unconscious.
The surrounding environment was too dark. The two men fumbled to put the person into the sack and walked to the moat not far away. One of the men in black pulled out a dagger, looked at the sack squirming on the ground, and said viciously: "My Lord, don't blame me. It's your fault for offending someone you shouldn't have offended."
After saying that, he inserted the dagger without any hesitation.
Only a muffled groan of pain was heard from the sack, and two men in black carried the person and threw him into the river.
In the night, they heard a gurgling sound very clearly, and the two of them left quickly.
In the Weiwu Marquis' Mansion, Mo Ranran has not rested yet. His brother usually comes back by this time, so why hasn't he returned yet