Chapter 367: Lion War (9)
The time taken to eliminate the remaining enemies in the imperial palace was barely a single meal’s duration.
This was because the entire death squad, including myself and Wei Zhifeng, fought with all our might as if there were no tomorrow.
Thanks to that, we gained enough time to catch our breath within the blood-soaked palace until the enemy appeared.
“Since we don’t know when the enemy will arrive, refrain from using your qi.”
Though insufficient to fully restore the depleted energy reserves, it was precious time to at least recover stamina.
After a brief rest of less than five minutes.
Thud.
Nangong Yulong appeared, leading over four hundred blue-robed swordsmen.
“Still the same unlucky face.”
“Cursing me the moment we meet? You haven’t changed a bit.”
“How could I say anything nice when I meet the man who killed my men?”
“…So you knew it was me.”
“Well, the sword you carry is quite distinctive.”
“Well, it is the only black sword in the Central Plains made from blue-veined wrought iron.”
“Is it expensive? “
“It’s a treasure passed down through our family for generations. Selling it would easily buy a whole castle.”
“Heh heh heh, I could sell it for a hefty price in a pinch.”
“If I die here, you may take it.”
“Is that so?”
He unwrapped the cloth sack tied around his waist.
“Kill me and take it. Didn’t they say you could never take the treasure the emperor cherished? Even though that emperor died by your hand.”
