The Lord Of Blood Hill

Nangong He receives the same news but remains expressionless, calmly handling various secret affairs.

The court still needs to send a Fifth Rank Martial Warrior to the South Regions battlefield.

Not for anything else, but to capture the South King.

As the Grand Marshal of the South Regions, the South King is one of the empire’s Fifth Rank Martial Warriors.

It’s precisely because of his Fifth Rank status that his son, Nangong Pingyue, developed such a twisted personality.

After all, his father is a world-renowned expert, while he himself has no martial talent whatsoever.

When he was young, rumors even spread that he wasn’t truly the South King’s son.

Growing up in such an environment, combined with his innate character flaws, it’s no surprise he became a disturbed individual.

Now, to crush the South King, the empire must not only reclaim the prefectures and defeat the rebel army but also capture the South King himself.

Otherwise, with his royal status and Fifth Rank Martial Warrior strength, he poses a huge, lingering threat.

Therefore, the court must dispatch a warrior of equal caliber.

The eldest prince, who guards the northern border and deters the Northern Tribe, obviously cannot be recalled.

With the empire constantly at war, the Northern Tribe is already starting to stir.

The choice for the mission is quickly made: two men are sent, Lie Yu, the imperial chief constable, and Tan Kemiao, leader of the Wind-Catching Guard.

A few days later, both good and bad news arrive together.

The South King is executed, but Tan Kemiao dies in battle, and Lie Yu is severely wounded.

Not only that, the tenth prince narrowly escapes death but is seriously injured and being rushed back to the capital for treatment.

It turns out the South King, knowing his survival chances were slim, secretly colluded with the Southern Tribe.

They sent three Fifth Rank Martial Warriors, planning an ambush to kill the imperial Martial Warriors sent to confront them.

Lie Yu and Tan Kemiao are veteran Martial Warriors with solid strength. Although they can each handle two opponents at once, that’s only for defense, they clearly can’t take down all of them.

At this critical moment, Benjamin and Liu Mang step up, taking on one of the Southern Tribe’s Martial Warriors.

Both are strong fighters, but since they’re a rank lower, they can only hold their ground, not finish the fight.

Nangong Ying, at the peak of Third Rank, is no coward. He boldly jumps into the fray to assist them.

All three suffer varying degrees of injury but manage to slay the Southern Tribe’s Martial Warrior.

Meanwhile, Lie Yu faces the South King alone, steadily suppressing him.

Tan Kemiao, fighting against two enemies, is heavily wounded and loses control. Despite fighting desperately and killing one Southern Tribe Martial Warrior and wounding another, he ultimately succumbs to his injuries.

After the South King’s death, Lie Yu is injured and too weak to pursue the wounded Martial Warrior who fled.

What no one knows is that this Southern Tribe Martial Warrior doesn’t escape either.

William, who has been watching nearby, chases down and finishes off the severely wounded foe.

When a Martial Warrior of Lie Yu’s caliber is injured, he usually finds a hidden place to recover.

So both the Southern Tribe and the empire remain unaware for a long time that their Martial Warrior was actually killed.

Afterwards, Lie Yu quietly departs to a secret location to heal.

The tenth prince, seriously wounded, must be sent to the capital for treatment.

Before leaving, Nangong Ying entrusts the military and civil affairs of the South Regions to Liu Mang and Benjamin.

Nobody in the court objects to this decision.

After all, with the South King executed, Tan Kemiao dead, and Lie Yu in hiding recovering, the empire loses three Martial Warriors in total.

The South Regions must have Martial Warrior strength to maintain order.

Benjamin and Liu Mang, who can jointly restrain Martial Warriors, are a practical emergency choice.

Besides, since Benjamin and Liu Mang have long been rivals, this arrangement also ensures mutual supervision and balance.

At this moment, Lucy confirms Liu Mang’s true identity and realizes these two are just putting on a show.

But she doesn’t have the mood to care about that and instead goes to find Henwell.

Henwell is already prepared for her arrival, having tea and snacks ready in advance.

After some back-and-forth conversation, Lucy finally reveals her purpose.

“Henwell, I’m asking you to take action.”

Henwell bites into a pastry and asks, “You want me to intercept Nangong Ying on his way back to the capital?”

Lucy stays silent, effectively confirming his guess.

Henwell chuckles, “That’s your fiancé, you know? Even if this wasn’t some feudal era, in our times this would still be morally unacceptable.”

Lucy’s face flushes with a mix of shame and anger. “Just tell me whether you’ll do it or not!”

Henwell replies, “I have one more question. Is this your idea, or Nangong He’s?”

“What difference does it make?” Lucy snaps.

Henwell shrugs. “It makes a big difference. If it’s Nangong He’s idea, I don’t care what happens to him. But if it’s yours, I might consider it. “

”If you tell me you want Nangong Ying dead because you don’t love him deeply, that’s a different story. I’d have no hesitation. Two days from now, I’d bring you his head. And you have to see it with your own eyes, hold it with your own hands.”

Lucy slams the table, her face red as she points at Henwell. “You!”

Henwell calmly lifts his teacup. “That’s not too much to ask, is it? After all, you’re the one sending me to kill him. Why not admit it? Why not see the look in his eyes when he dies without peace?”

Lucy spins around in anger. “Don’t use words to mock me! If you won’t go, someone else will!”

Back at home, Lucy starts thinking about what to do next.

Honestly, she doesn’t want to kill Nangong Ying. You don’t bite the hand that feeds you, especially when it’s someone who cares for you and loves you.

While Lucy struggles with her inner turmoil, a maid enters to say someone has come to visit her father.

The maid adds that her father dislikes visitors and hasn’t even offered tea.

Curious, Lucy decides to go and take a look.

Just as she reaches the main hall, she hears her father’s voice.

“You came uninvited. I already said I wouldn’t see you, yet you keep pestering me. Is this how things are done where you come from?”

Lucy then sees Henwell sitting in the guest seat.

Catching sight of Lucy from the corner of his eye, Henwell smiles and says, “Sir, I offended Lucy while working for the court and never had the chance to apologize. Now that I do, I’ve come to ask for your permission to make amends.”

Yu Chengbang, impatient, snaps, “I don’t care for your apology!”

Henwell replies, “I’m truly sorry.”

Yu Chengbang wants to get rid of this nuisance quickly.

When he spots Lucy appearing, he waves her over before she can turn and leave.

“Lucy! Henwell is here to apologize to you. Come here.”

Suppressing her anger, Lucy asks, “Henwell, what are you doing at my house?”

Henwell bows politely. “Lucy, I’ve wronged you before. Now I come to make amends.”

Lucy ignores him, and Yu Chengbang says, “Enough! Henwell, you’ve apologized. Now leave. We’re closing the house for rest.”

Henwell chuckles. “It’s not that simple. My apology is sincere. Sir, are you satisfied with your future son-in-law?”

Yu Chengbang frowns and scolds, “How dare you! Is that something you can talk about?”

Henwell replies calmly, “Sir, how many people don’t want him to return to the capital? If I personally escort the tenth prince back, wouldn’t that be a sincere apology?”

Lucy’s eyes flash with fury as she glares fiercely at Henwell.

Yu Chengbang falls silent for a moment, then says, “Serve the tea!”