Chapter 132: Showdown at the Peak

"I see," Li Nianlong sighed in relief, reaching out to hold Nalan Ruyue in his arms, gently stroking her silky hair. He spoke softly, "Ruyue, I swear, this lifetime, I will cherish, love, and protect you, and make you happy and joyful. Okay?"

Nalan Ruyue's eyes shone with deep emotion and warmth. She nodded gently, leaning into Li Nianlong's embrace, feeling warm.

After a moment of tenderness, Li Nianlong gently patted her fragrant shoulder. "Why are you up at this hour? What made you come to talk to me?"

Nalan Ruyue tilted her face slightly upwards, her bright eyes looking at him as the sky gradually lightened, making everything clearly visible between them.

"Brother..."

Nalan Ruyue gestured with her hands: "Are you going to assassinate Long Zongheng?"

"Yes!" Li Nianlong admitted straightforwardly, a fierce look flashing in his eyes. "And I must kill him!"

"Why?"

"Because he is the one behind Uncle Guan's death!"

Although Nalan Ruyue had known about Uncle Guan's existence, Li Nianlong had never told her who was responsible for his death. Today, since he was determined to kill Long Zongheng, he no longer kept it a secret, which left Nalan Ruyue deeply shocked.

"Why did Long Zongheng kill Uncle Guan?"

"I'll tell you about it later." Perhaps feeling the excitement and tension of the upcoming moment, Li Nianlong didn't have the patience to continue the conversation. "Today is very important to me; I need to calm myself."

Nalan Ruyue looked at him for a long time, then gently nodded and rested her head on his shoulder, quietly accompanying him.

At 9 a.m., a convoy was slowly driving through the streets of Tianfu. The streets were bustling with people, very lively. Countless local residents crowded onto the streets, recording the scene with their phones and cameras.

Long Zongheng, the Crown Prince of China, was personally coming to Tianfu to propose to Shao Meiyun, the acting head of the Liu family. This news had already spread like wildfire in the past few days. Numerous people, eager to catch a glimpse of the Crown Prince, flocked to the streets, causing the current traffic jam. Many young and beautiful women, seeing the Crown Prince's car, screamed excitedly, "Prince, I love you!"

As China's top eligible bachelor, Long Zongheng's popularity was unstoppable. The number of women wanting to marry him could stretch from the Great Wall to the White House. But today, he was coming to propose to a woman, and that woman was a thirty-something-year-old, which made many young beauties resentful. They believed that Shao Meiyun was chosen only because of her status. Otherwise, with the Crown Prince's qualities, what kind of woman couldn't he marry? Why would he choose an older woman?

Jealous women can be terrifying.

Long Zongheng sat in the car, looking at the sea of people outside, a faint smile on his face. "I didn't expect to have such high popularity in Tianfu. It's a good omen."

Beside him, Long Jingtian saw the scene and also smiled. "It seems that the public sentiment in Tianfu isn't as bad as we thought. Zongheng, seize the opportunity. If you succeed, our family's rule will be even more stable."

"Grandfather, rest assured. I am fully prepared. Whether she agrees or not, Shao Meiyun will be mine," Long Zongheng said confidently.

Long Jingtian smiled, "If this succeeds, I will personally host your wedding."

"Thank you, Grandfather. I'll trouble you then." Long Zongheng was indeed confident, already thinking about the success before it even happened.

"Long Shao, you may be happy, but I'm not." In the front passenger seat, Nalan Rugang was disgruntled. "The car's moving like a snail. When will we get to the Liu residence? I should have just run there."

Long Zongheng laughed and scolded, "You are the eldest son of the Nalan family. How can you say such things? Be careful, I'll tell Aunt about this."

"Go ahead! I'm not afraid!" Nalan Rugang scratched his head vigorously. "It's too slow. I might as well take a nap."

Long Zongheng laughed again. Seeing the close relationship between the two, Long Jingtian looked pleased.

Due to the large number of people and the traffic jam, the convoy took an hour to cover only a third of the journey. Gradually, Long Zongheng also became impatient, while Nalan Rugang slept soundly.

"Too many people," Long Jingtian sighed. "Zongheng, you should rest too. I'll wake you when we get there."

Long Zongheng nodded. "Grandfather, sorry for the trouble."

Long Jingtian smiled slightly. "It's nothing. As one gets older, sleep becomes less important. This is no big deal."

Long Zongheng smiled slightly and was about to close his eyes when he suddenly felt a sense of foreboding. Turning to the window, he saw a flash of cold light.

With a bang, the bulletproof window immediately cracked like a spider web. In the center of the web, a dagger embedded itself deeply into the glass. The impact shattered the bulletproof glass, and the dagger shot towards Long Zongheng.

Long Zongheng's eyes flashed with astonishment, but he caught the dagger between his fingers just before it reached his neck.

Nalan Rugang immediately woke up, and Long Jingtian's face darkened. "Who dares to attack us?"

The response was another dagger. Without the bulletproof glass to block it, the dagger shot into the car. Long Zongheng only saw a flash of white light before the dagger was inches from his neck, bringing a chill and a painful sting, as if death was imminent.

At the critical moment, Long Jingtian shot out a burst of energy, deflecting the dagger. However, the dagger's power and speed were beyond his expectation. Although it was deflected, it still grazed Long Zongheng's neck.

Long Zongheng screamed, clutching his neck as blood spurted out.

"Zongheng!" Long Jingtian roared in fury. "Who dares harm my grandson? I will kill you!"

The sudden change threw the scene into chaos. Some people panicked, some cursed loudly, and some cried out in fear, causing a stampede that made the guards struggle to maintain order.

Long Zongheng clutched his neck and fell, his eyes flashing with fear but his mind racing. In a split second, he thought of a plan. "Grandfather, the dagger only grazed me. But you must act as if I am gravely injured. Only then will the attacker believe I am dead."

Long Jingtian's genuine grief turned into strategic calculation. He immediately shielded Long Zongheng, howling in sorrow. "Zongheng!" After a long while, he roared, "Who dares kill my grandson? I will not rest until you are dead!"

In the front seat, Nalan Rugang was stunned by the scene, thinking: Truly cunning! No wonder the Long family has ruled China for a century. If each generation is like this, who can challenge their rule? They play everyone to death.

Suddenly, Nalan Rugang felt an overwhelming respect for the Long family.

Amidst the chaos, a nondescript middle-aged man quickly moved through the crowd. Hearing the wails from the car, his eyes flashed with joy, but he didn't stop, determined to confirm the kill.

The middle-aged man was none other than the disguised Li Nianlong. He had taken on the appearance of Chen Zongrui, a notorious figure who many believed had disappeared. Only Li Nianlong knew that Chen Zongrui had long been turned into minced meat and buried. By assuming his identity, even if something went wrong, people would focus on Chen Zongrui, who was already dead, making it a perfect cover-up.

The scene grew increasingly chaotic, with numerous people causing a stampede. But Li Nianlong paid no attention, continuing his pursuit. The guards, after the initial panic, started to disperse the crowd. As the situation gradually calmed and people quickly left under the guards' direction, Li Nianlong's pursuit became easier. The guards mistook him for just another panicked person and didn't bother him much.

Soon, Li Nianlong caught up with the Long family's convoy. Inside the car with the broken window, Long Jingtian was holding the bleeding Long Zongheng, wailing in grief. At that moment, another dagger shot towards them. Long Jingtian, startled, used his energy to intercept it. There was a loud bang, and the energy dissipated, but the dagger, though deflected, still reached Long Jingtian's hand.

Long Jingtian was furious, seeing the approaching Li Nianlong. He threw the dagger back at him. "You dare to challenge me?"

Infusing the dagger with his energy, he shot it towards Li Nianlong. But Li Nianlong sneered, sending out a leaf that hit the dagger's side, causing it to veer off course and lose power. Li Nianlong caught the dagger and, with a flick of his hand, sent it back towards Long Jingtian.

The two highly skilled fighters began a deadly game of catching and throwing daggers, leaving Long Zongheng and Nalan Rugang in the car dumbfounded.

After several times, Long Jingtian finally couldn't stand it anymore. He caught the flying dagger once again and with a furious roar, leaped out of the car window. He threw the dagger towards Li Nianlong again and charged at him, shouting, "Scoundrel, I will ensure you die without a burial place!"

Raging flames burned in Li Nianlong's eyes. As long as he could kill him! As long as he could kill him! Long Zongheng would be doomed!

With a loud shout, Li Nianlong dodged the flying dagger. A Meteor Chasing Moon Bow appeared in his hand, and he gripped three feathered arrows with his right hand. He drew the bow and aimed at Long Jingtian, shouting, "Three Arrows at Once!"