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Zhong Ao Shuang's eyes were filled with coldness and killing intent. His hand gripped the sword hilt; if he made any excessive movements, he would unsheathe his sword, allowing him to realize that a princess of great karma was not someone he could offend.

His eyes were fixed on the young man but he did not ignore the guards around him. He knew that even if he drew his sword, he could not pose a threat to the young man. The only thing he could do was to splash blood on the floor and defend the princess' dignity.

"Men, please let Mr Zhong rest. All of you go down. This King wants to have a detailed discussion with Princess Hua-Yang."

"Yes."

Only after the two servants left the room did they dare to stand up and leave the room while bowing.

The guards came forward to grab Zhong Ao Shuang. Zhong Ao Shuang unsheathed her sword, and with a flash of sword light, a shocking dark red color gushed out, and a bloody smell filled the room.

A guard stared with wide eyes, pointed at Zhong Ao Shuang and unwillingly fell down. The others were all shocked. They did not place Zhong Ao Shuang in their eyes at all, thinking that Zhong Ao Shuang was just a weak scholar.

If not for this, that bodyguard would not have been caught off guard and died to Zhong Ao Shuang's sword.

His sword shot out like lightning, and Zhong Ao Shuang no longer had any hesitation. He wanted to die, so that he could ignore everything else. In a flash of sword light, some of the guards were injured, but by this time the guards had already reacted. They drew their scimitars from under their ribs, making it difficult for Zhong Ao Shuang to injure them again.

He suddenly saw this scene from the corner of his eyes. His eyes flickered with a ghostly flame, but he was not moved at all. He did not even look at the guard who had died.

There were four guards in the room. One of them had died, while the other was injured. He was holding a scimitar in his left hand, and sweat was dripping down his forehead.

Zhong Ao Shuang's sword pierced out from his right shoulder, leaving a hole in his back. He no longer had the strength to use his right hand to wield the blade, and could only use his left hand to hold the scimitar. But he didn't dare to let out a cry.

"Trash. He was actually injured by a scholar from the Central Plains. Scram and kill him yourself."

"Yes, thank you for your grace, your highness."

The guard's face immediately became ashen as he knelt on the ground, not daring to make a sound as he retreated while kneeling on the ground. The king bestowed upon him the right to end his own life. This was already a great kindness. He breathed a sigh of relief. At least, he could die happily.

If he was like this, he would become a cripple in the future and would not be able to use a blade. Moreover, he had been injured by a Central Plains scholar.

The hand holding the saber trembled slightly. The tip of the saber was pointed at his heart. He raised his head to look at the resplendent starry sky. This was the last time he saw such a beautiful starry sky.

With a slight force on his wrist, his body leaned forward, the knife stabbed into his chest and his body fell down.

Yue Chanjuan's heart turned cold. The Wolf King was truly sinister and cruel. His opponent's personal bodyguard was also so cold-blooded. What made her heart feel the coldest was that the guard actually didn't even dare to make a sound as though he was begging for mercy.

Seeing the guard walk out and seeing his face seemingly relaxed, using a knife to stab himself in the chest, as if being able to die in such a manner already made him grateful.

The other two bodyguards' expressions were heavy. If they couldn't capture Zhong Ao Shuang, then their fate would be worse than that bodyguard's.

The light from the swords shone brightly, but because the space in the room was limited, the three of them were unable to fully utilize it.

The sound of things being torn apart filled the room, and Yue Chanjuan's gaze landed on Zhong Ao Shuang and the two guards. She knew that Zhong Ao's martial arts were not weak, but she did not know how good his martial arts and sword arts were.

This was because she understood that if Zhong Ao Shuang's opponent was someone like Solu Lianshan or Tuoba Fei, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

Zhong Ao Shuang's sword was nimble and nimble, trying his best to dodge the attack. In terms of strength, he was slightly inferior to those two, but in terms of agility and nimbleness, he had an advantage over them.

He didn't turn around to look, nor did he even glance out of the corner of his eyes. His gaze wandered over Yue Chan's face and body, even though she was wearing a wide fox fur coat, it couldn't conceal her graceful curves, causing a warm current to rise up within him.

Hearing the sound of the wind behind him, he could tell the situation of the fight outside. He didn't expect that the Grand Kanghan Forest Academy's Grand Scholar actually had such great skill. He really underestimated this scholar with such a refined appearance.

"Tell me, who do you think will win between This King's guards and the Han Family's emissary?"

Yue Chanjuan chuckled, "How would I know? The people that the Prince lacked the most were brave warriors. If he killed these few, there would be countless more. Mr Zhong is only a Great Scholar of the Han Lin Academy, and is not a martial general.

"This King's guards are not that easy to kill."

"Your Highness, do you dare to bet? I bet the prince's guards will lose, if they lose, before the prince is ready for the grand wedding, invite the princes from all clans to come and see the wedding, the prince must not touch me with one finger. Of course, if the prince doesn't have confidence in the brave men and the guards around him, how can I force him? "

"Are you that sure that Mr Zhong can beat this king's bodyguards?"

"No, that's why it's called a gamble. Is it because Your Highness isn't confident that you don't want to gamble?"

A mocking smile appeared on her face, her gaze indifferent. She wanted to use provocation to deal with the Wolf King, to delay them for a while.

"This King will give all of you a chance. Sit down and take a look. Whether it's This King's personal bodyguard, Lei Yong, or the almighty Han Emissary of Great Kang, it's fine."

With a flick of her wrist, Yue Chanjuan's body had already been pulled to Fenton's side. She tightly embraced her slender waist, an arm that could not be refused.

A dense killing intent flashed in the depths of Yue Chan's eyes. She lowered her eyes and did not move, her body leaning stiffly against the body of the pervert, enduring the perverse frigidness.

She knew that she was far from being a rash opponent. Resisting would only lead to greater humiliation and suffering. Without a certain level of certainty, she would not be able to use force.

"Then, we really must thank the prince for his magnanimity. Let's see if the two warriors of the Hound Clan will be able to defeat one of the scholars from the Great Kang."

The ghostly fire in his eyes flickered as he tightened his arms. The restlessness and the warm flow made him unable to control them and kept on rising.

"Didn't you hear what the wangfei said? Two men against one of the scholars from the Central Plains.

Yue Chanjuan sneered in her heart. It wasn't that the Wolf King didn't have a weakness, it was that he was also very arrogant and victorious. However, in terms of scheming and scheming, he was far inferior to Pear Blossom and Tuoba Fei.