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Father,

Father!

It's you?

How did you...

Sneaked in?

Someone!

You still haven't answered my question.

Help!

How did Lord Anle

die?

San Lang!

San Lang.

Take a moment to calm down.

It's alright,

let him go.

I've never seen San Lang this enraged before.

What could have happened?

San Lang?

Is this?

San Lang would never harm me.

But what if he loses control like earlier?

Why is my voice also muted?

You, one-eyed mad dog!

Did I ever provoke you when I was eating at home?

How did Lord Anle die?

None of your business!

How did Lord Anle

die?

Well, don't you have the ability to read history books?

If everything written in history books were true,

why would I bother asking a useless waste like you?

Tell me,

how did Lord Anle

die?

It was Lang Qianqiu!

Lang Qianqiu killed Lord Anle!

Who the hell are you?

Why do you spout nonsense

and accuse people?

Anle and I were clearly friends!

Who says I killed him?

You're Lang Qianqiu?

What the hell,

why are you here too?

And Anle,

he clearly died of illness!

Bullshit, died of illness!

No symptoms before the Golden Feast,

but suddenly dead afterwards?

Who would believe such nonsense?

Whether it was you or those old dogs from Yong An,

it doesn't matter! They killed him too!

You!

Just as the rumors say,

the Green Immor is

despicably low!

Me, despicable?

I'm despicable,

It's still better than your stupidity!

Can Xianle and Yong An put aside their past grievances

and live in peace?

Always going on about friendship!

You're just as nauseatingly hypocritical

as your parents!

Shut up!

My father and mother were completely sincere,

without a trace of insincerity!

Giving back stolen goods as charity,

is that your idea of sincerity?

You rebel traitor, you have some nerve!

You...

You...

But Anle's death was quite profitable.

Oh no!

With his death alone in Xianle,

and you, Yong An

lost the entire Golden Feast!

What a bargain!

Such a good deal!

What are you saying?

It's just a pity.

I couldn't kill you along with him.

Otherwise,

the taste of being the last of your line…

What do you mean by not killing me too?

Truly, like father like son,

your foolishness spanning a hundred years

has truly amazed me!

Don't tell me you actually believed that the descendants of the Xianle royal family

would befriend the Yong An imperial clan?

It was all to gather information from the palace,

making it easier to massacre the Golden Feast, that marks your birthday!

All of us from Xianle are utterly disgusted by Yong An.

If there's anyone who doesn't hate you.

They deserve to be cut into a thousand pieces

and thrown into boiling oil!

Lord Anle

and the Imperial Preceptor

were,

were they together?

The Imperial Preceptor?

That Fangxin the Demon?

Who would be with him?

You said Anle planned to massacre the Golden Feast,

but what I saw was clearly the Imperial Preceptor,

I…

Who knows what that demon was up to!

Lang Qianqiu,

listen carefully.

Your Yong An's Golden Feast…

was blood-bathed by us Xianle people!

You're lying.

So, if I deceive you with this lie,

will you promote me to the Devastation?

Then why didn't you admit it back then?

If someone else takes the blame for me,

why would I?

I get it now.

Heard

you nailed your master in a coffin,

is that right?

How can there be someone as clueless as you!

You killed the wrong person!

It's not true!

Even if it were true,

even if he didn't say it,

what about you?

Why didn't you say anything either?

Who the hell is this again?

They're all

coming to my lair for a party or something?

If you clearly didn't commit the murder,

then why confess?

Nonsense!

Who are you calling nonsense?

You.

Words alone are not enough.

What evidence do you have to prove that

the Xian Le royal descendants are responsible for the Golden Feast massacre?

Killing is killing.

Hundreds of years have passed,

what evidence could there be?

That's why I said it's nonsense.

Xianle and Yong An are both remnants of the old dynasty,

long gone.

Yet,

you're still clinging to those ancient events and constantly stirring up trouble.

What's the point?

I killed your father,

you saw it with your own eyes,

it couldn't possibly be fake.

It wasn't long

after my second demotion.

My heart was uncertain,

filled with discontent,

and that led to a great mistake.

It's

all on me.

And this person!

Spouting nonsense!

Just seeking revenge because you called him despicable.

Don't trust him!

Yes,

it's you.

It's not someone else,

It can only be you.

Prince cousin?

Is it you?

Cousin?

Qi Rong.

You've been living

quite a remarkable life these years.

So that's it.

So that's it!

You're Fangxin,

and Fangxin is you!

How did I not think of this sooner!

I should've realized it a long time ago!

What's so funny?

I'm laughing at my good cousin.

Mind your own damn business!

But,

I apologize for saying your stupidity transcends

a hundred years.

My bad.

Like master, like disciple, huh?

With your master's character,

how much smarter could you possibly be?

And as for my good cousin.

He ran off to become Yong An's Imperial Preceptor,

only to end up.

Stabbed to death by his own good disciple.

Isn't that funny?

Isn't it exciting?

I should've known you deserved it or maybe I overestimated you.

You're truly despic…

If you won't let me curse, I'll do it anyway...

Despicable!

San Lang,

let it go.

Why should we let it go?

It's not worth it.

This person is difficult to deal with verbally,

I'll handle it.

Just ignore him.

San Lang.

Fine.

Why are you pretending to be kind?

If you really didn't want him to hit me.

From the beginning, you should've stopped him!

Are you mistaken about something?

I stopped him.

Only because I didn't want him to dirty his hands.

Oh my dear cousin,

you seem to have a good relationship with Hua Cheng, don't you?

Calling him San Lang,

quite intimate.

Crown Prince Cousin,

as a heavenly official,

how can you associate with demons and monsters?

After all, you are so perfect,

so pure and flawless.

Your holy light illuminates the world.

For all these years,

as a younger cousin, I've been thinking about you constantly.

Look at this carefully crafted statue I made for you!

How is it?

Isn't it well-made?

Do you like it?

You don't like it?

Even better!

I'll make a few more for you.

It's decently made.

Just the taste is not very good,

you've worked hard.

Be content with it.

Nowadays, who would be willing to worship you

and make statues for you?

I bet you begged your way

into ascension this time, didn't you?

Ugh!

A person who's over eight hundred years old and still ended up like this,

what a failure!

I am is quite a failure,

not like you.

Only eight hundred years and already Wrath.

Fine,

fine.

You.

You two!

Look at this situation.

Could it be that you begged Hua Cheng for it?

He purposely came to mess with me!

He wants to vent his anger on me, right?

Well,

that does seem.

Look,

as soon as I started criticizing you,

he got all fired up like that!

Could it be that the holy light shining above your head

blinded him?

Look at my perceptiveness!

It seems like he was originally

Blind

My Cousin.

You hit me.

You actually hit me!

Oh my,

our noble

and virtuous Prince,

who pities heaven and people and won't even step on an ant,

He actually dared to give me a hard time

and scold me!

Is...

Is this person crazy?

This is serious,

this is serious!

Not only is he insane,

He actually hit me.

but his mind is also abnormal.

You shouldn't believe what he says.

Don't be quick to call me crazy,

I should be asking you.

How did Lord Anle die?

After Anle's death,

I dissected his body and saw that

his organs were shattered by extremely sharp sword energy.

But externally, there was no trace of injury.

He just kept vomiting blood

and eventually died.

Ordinary swordsmen couldn't have done it.

I initially thought Yong An's thieves were playing some tricks.

Now that I think about it,

there's someone else who would do such a thing.

That person, of course,

it's my fair and just good cousin.

After all, he's our Crowned Martial God,

the Prince.

He's also an immaculate and extraordinary Tianshan Snow Lotus!

What are you trying to say?

Who's the culprit?

What happened at the Golden Feast?

What about Lord Anle?

You still don't understand?

It seems like you really don't know what kind of person your master is!

Come, come, come!

Let me explain it to you properly!

My good cousin!

Your good master!

Just what did

the former Prince Xianle do!

Let him speak!

Why bother listening to a madman's nonsense.

You're saying I'm crazy?

Who's the one who's gone mad?

San Lang?

It's such a pity for our AnLe,

clearly a fine young man from Xianle!

He always obeyed my words!

He pretended to be good to you,

acted like your older brother, your friend.

Pleasing your dumbass parents.

San Lang!

Ugh!

Shameless.

It's amazing you still have the face to believe that

and even assigned him to handle the Golden Feast.

Master,

are you really not coming to the Golden Feast tomorrow?

Hmm,

I'm not going.

Anle guessed right again!

What?

Guessed right about what?

Anle was sure that Master wouldn't like to join the festivities

and said he would definitely decline the Emperor's invitation.

Ah,

The Golden Feast is for the Emperor and Empress's enjoyment,

but I'm just happy as long as I can come out and have fun!

Yummy candied haws!

I want one,

give me one.

Ever since the accident when I was twelve,

they never let me out again without a guard.

Dad, check out the lion dance!

This time, if it weren't for Master agreeing to accompany me.

The Imperial Preceptor also had conditions!

Your Highness, do you still remember?

Hey! Wait a minute!

Your,

Young Master!

Wasn't there an agreement?

First,

don't reveal your identity.

Second,

don't act recklessly.

Third, absolutely,

absolutely must not…

Don't worry,

I remember them all!

Thief!

My purse!

Let go!

Hand it over!

Please,

give it back.

This is...

My grandfather has poor health,

this is the money for his medicine.

Unbelievable!

Stop right there!

Don't worry,

please wait here.

Take care of her.

Don't run!

Ladies and gentlemen, folks and neighbors!

That was just a little show of skill!

Now,

I'm going to dazzle you all with a high-level performance!

Keep your eyes wide open!

Sorry!

Who is this guy?

Great!

What's going on?

These are all top-notch goods, folks.

Feel free to take a look!

Qianqiu!

Give me

the purse!

What's happening?

Why is someone lying on the ground?

Looks like he was knocked down.

People of Yong An!

Bullying the people of Xian Le!

What does this have to do with Yong An and Xian Le?

It was clearly...

It was clearly you Yong An people

who thought I was an easy target from Xian Le!

They attacked me without any reason!

And they stole my purse!

You,

how dare you!

They say someone stole money

What's going on?

In broad daylight,

they have so much audacity!

It seems, it's someone from Yong An.

Everyone saw it!

The people from Yong An are coming to our territory to bully us!

I was just earning an honest living, and then I got robbed!

Old man, please judge.

It's not like he said.

You,

how can you spew such nonsense!

My purse is in your hands!

You dare to rob me and not admit it?

It's not true!

Have we all gone blind?

You,

why did you hit me, you old fart!

If I don't hit you, then who?

You hit the wrong person!

I hit exactly who I wanted to!

Is this purse yours?

You're young and strong,

what made you think stealing was a good idea?

Stealing from someone else?

The old man is right,

something doesn't seem right

Exactly,

this purse looks so delicate.

I think he's just trying to divert attention!

He got caught and now he's turning the tables!

With so many new gold workshops opening,

couldn't he find a way to make a living without stealing?

Always trying to benefit from others' hard work!

And stirring up trouble between Yong An and Xian Le,

maybe that would have worked a few years ago,

but now?

Do they really think we're blind, deaf, or foolish?

Can't they see the good things others have done for us?

Enough talking,

this kind of person probably wouldn't understand.

Let's take him directly to the authorities!

Let me go,

I promise I won't do it again,

Young man,

please release me.

Are you a young master from Yong An?

You ran through several streets,

quite bold!

If I hadn't recognized my granddaughter's purse,

you wouldn't have been

able to argue against him.

Grandfather?

Grandfather?

What are you doing here?

If your legs are not good, you should be resting!

The old ailment doesn't bother me.

Here you go.

Thank you.

These days, there's a celebration for the Heavenly Family's birthday.

We have some activities here too.

Young master, stay and play for a while before you leave!

Yes,

it's quite lively!

There are songs and a market!

Even people from Yong An have come over here to enjoy themselves.

Come, come,

let me show you around!

Come to collect it tomorrow afternoon.

Alright!

Thanks in advance then.

Master!

Guess what I discovered?

It turns out all those exquisite and magnificent gold ornaments in the palace

are crafted by the skilled hands of the exiled Xian Le Subjects!

And

the Xian Le clan has always had a passion for painting and calligraphy,

and they excel in music too.

It's really interesting!

It's completely different from the martial arts culture that Yong An promotes!

I should have come here

more often to explore.

Actually,

a long time ago,

Xian Le and Yong An were originally one family.

Although the royal succession is inevitable,

the bloodline

is passed down

among the common people.

Qianqiu,

do you know what the most important aspect

is for a monarch of a country?

These people,

whether they are rich or humble,

whether they come from Yong An or Xian Le.

They have different personalities

and their own little quirks,

but they will all be your subjects.

Your Highness,

take care of your subjects.

Yes,

Master!

Qianqiu will always remember!

I,

I will also remind Your Highness at all times!

It's getting late,

let's go back.