"No harm, just lead me there, I’ll grab it myself," Mu Rufeng said.
Not there? Even better, probably no need to go to the Eighth Prince now.
"But, but, Your Highness, this old servant deserves death!" The old eunuch immediately fell to his knees.
The servants waiting by the side also knelt down one after another.
"Eunuch, what is this all about? I’m not robbing, as I said, I will issue a note of debt," Mu Rufeng wrote down the debt note swiftly, then stamped it with his own seal, even pressing his private seal onto it.
"Here, now it’s settled, right? If there isn’t a million taels inside, I’ll just take something else as collateral," Mu Rufeng said.
"This old servant deserves to die for his sins!" The old eunuch didn’t dare to take it, nor did he dare to stand up, still kowtowing continuously.
"Forget it, then I’ll go myself." Mu Rufeng immediately stood up and headed towards the treasury with Liu Feng and the others in tow.
He had visited the Sixth Prince Mansion quite a few times and the Sixth Prince had also shown him his collection in the treasury.
So Mu Rufeng knew where the treasury was; naturally, he didn’t go directly because he still had to avoid being too overbearing.
Now that the old eunuch wasn’t giving face, Mu Rufeng could only go and borrow by force.
Those guards wanted to stop him but didn’t dare to, as the status of a prince was really too exalted.
Even a prince without any power was absolutely not someone they servants could afford to stop or insult.
However, those guards dared not stop him, but they dared to activate the Array.
Of course, they wouldn’t dare to activate an offensive array, only the Defensive Array.
Even a powerful being at the eighth level of the Soul Refining Realm would have difficulty breaking through the treasury’s Defensive Array.
But this was not a problem for Mu Rufeng.
"Wait outside," Mu Rufeng told the others.
"Yes, Your Highness," Liu Feng and the others quickly replied.
Just then, a figure suddenly appeared before the array at the treasury.
"Halt, Your Highness, please turn back," a bald strong man said, releasing his aura without restraint.
This was a strong man in the eighth level of the Soul Refining Realm.
That’s what he thought; a Prince Mansion couldn’t possibly lack the presence of a Soul Refining Realm being.
A Protector might be in the God Realm, but they must always be by the Prince’s side.
"Here is the debt note, I’m just borrowing some silver from my sixth brother, are you going to stop me?" Mu Rufeng held up the note of debt and said.
"Your Highness, my duty is to guard the treasury. Perhaps you should first find the Sixth Prince, and with his command, I will immediately withdraw and even open the Array for you personally," the bald man said.
"Do you really want to stop me?" Mu Rufeng asked with narrowed eyes.
"Please, Your Highness, leave!" The bald man said, clasping his fists.
"How dare you stop His Highness?" Liu Feng shouted loudly.
"Hmm?" The bald man gave Liu Feng a cold glance.
Liu Feng’s face suddenly turned pale, and then he took several steps back, seemingly injured by the aura.
"Very well." Mu Rufeng took out a dagger and stabbed it into his left shoulder.
"Shoop!" The sound of the blade entering flesh followed by blood spraying out.
"Will you let me pass or not?" Mu Rufeng looked at the bald man.
"Your Highness!" Liu Feng and the others exclaimed in shock, rushing forward.
"Hmm?" Mu Rufeng gave them a light glance.
Liu Feng and the others immediately halted their steps, not daring to move further.
"What do you mean by this, Your Highness?" The bald man’s eyelids twitched involuntarily.
"Not letting me? How about this?" Mu Rufeng pulled out the dagger and then drove it into his left arm.
"Your Highness!!!" The bald man could no longer contain himself. Although Mu Rufeng was self-harming, where was this? In the Sixth Prince Mansion.
And what was he doing? He was stopping His Highness.
If people say that the Ninth Prince harmed himself, who would believe it? If this keeps up, won’t he die without a place to bury his body?
Mu Rufeng did not speak, drew out the dagger, and stabbed again in his shoulder.
"I’m leaving, Your Highness, please stop; I’m leaving." The bald man hurriedly shouted.
"Then why are you dawdling? Go, and by the way, open the Array, it’ll save some trouble," Mu Rufeng said.
"Ah?" The bald man who was about to leave was taken aback and somewhat bewildered.
Mu Rufeng didn’t speak, drawing the knife, ready to continue stabbing.
"I’ll open it, I’ll open it." The bald man was frightened and hurriedly controlled the Array to open it.
"Right, you better not leave, come in with me. I’m only taking money, so you don’t accuse me of taking extra treasures," Mu Rufeng called the bald man back as he started to leave.
The bald man felt like crying without tears as he followed Mu Rufeng into the treasury.
What kind of shamelessness was this with the Ninth Prince? He wanted to cry, he wanted to go home.
[You have Insane Comprehension, and in sensing the process of injury recovery, have come to understand the Secret Technique: Nirvana.]
Nirvana, which can enhance the speed of one’s bodily injury recovery by ten times, is a very powerful life-saving Secret Technique.
This actually surprised Mu Rufeng.
To know that previously when using the Blood and Flesh Growth Device, he only understood the Tolerance Secret Technique.
He didn’t expect that this time he would comprehend Nirvana.
Or is it because last time the pain was too intense, focused on the pain, so he did not think too much?
Mu Rufeng and the bald man walked for a while and soon stopped in a place,
"There are really not a few treasures of my sixth brother. Are the silver coins all here?" Mu Rufeng saw some wooden boxes piled on the ground on the left side, amounting to at least twenty or more.