Upon hearing Tang Ye's name, both the little Prince and Ye Yingluan shuddered. Tang Ye wasn't dead?
What a joke! The lineup sent to kill Tang Ye was so formidable that even Ye Yingluan himself would have great difficulty dealing with the Xiangxi Three Evils, the Sharpshooter, the Beiming Swordsman, and an armed squadron. And yet, Tang Ye, just one man, somehow survived against such a powerful force?
Are they all incompetents, a bunch of shit-eaters?!
"It must be someone impersonating Tang Ye, for even if he weren't dead, he certainly couldn't have made it back to Yanjing in time," the little Prince said with a dark expression, unable to hide a sense of dread.