Chapter 453 - 432: Second Update
This night was destined to be restless. In the first half of the night, Emperor Jingzhi was still angry about the failure of his mission, and in the second half, his men had been inexplicably attacked by several groups of people. The attackers were very familiar with the strength of his forces and retaliated fiercely, acting swiftly and flagrantly targeting his elite Death Warriors.
In the morning, while Emperor Jingzhi was still asleep, He Ling could no longer care whether his master was awake or not; he hurriedly went to the bedside to call out.
"Your Majesty—" From behind the bed curtain, a sweet and clear voice spoke. Anxious, He Ling almost wished to draw the curtains himself, followed by laughter from inside. A young voice seemed to be tickled, pleading softly. He Ling remembered that last night was a newly favored concubine, low-ranking and younger still. Talented Lady Lin was fresh and bright, like newly picked grapes. Thus, having been frustrated last night, Emperor Jingzhi had deliberately mentioned Talented Lady Lin, and therefore, he had summoned her overnight.
Biting his teeth, He Ling could no longer care about anything else; if he did not speak now, their people would be dead.
"Your Majesty, last night, someone breached the Dead Warrior Camp." The voice on the bed suddenly stopped.
"What?" Emperor Jingzhi spoke, seemingly guessing who it might be, "Look, something Fu Xun hasn’t found out in years, I managed just by lifting a finger."
Emperor Jingzhi snorted coldly; his Death Warriors were not so easily killed. Moreover, since Zheng Boding had made no moves all these years, those men under him wouldn’t rashly act either. This attack must have been spontaneous; how could they be a match for his Death Warriors?
Just as Emperor Jingzhi was about to ask if anyone had been captured, He Ling had already spoken first.
"Your Majesty, our men were overpowered, nearly a hundred dead, the rest are now in the palace, waiting for your orders..."
"What?" The bed curtain was immediately drawn, and Emperor Jingzhi revealed a face of surprise, while the young girl next to him exclaimed and quickly covered herself with the blanket.
Suddenly, Emperor Jingzhi’s expression turned icy as he stood up and drew the sword from beside his bed, plunging it downward.