Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Han Moze mercilessly tried to stomp the shadow guard’s hand on the floor.
The shadow guard immediately retracted his palm, brushing it across the floor in panic before placing it on his chest.
Han Moze looked at the shadow guard’s position and speechlessly smirked. With one fly kick, he hit the shadow guard’s shoulder, sending the guard to crash into the wall.
Then, he turned around to face the other shadow guards left over. He reached his fingers out towards a muscular shadow guard and flatly said, “You’re the next one up!”
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Three days later, Han Moze wore a suit of armor as he rode to the city gates. Behind him were rows of riders, foot soldiers, and archers in armor as well.
The civil and military officials stood on either side of the city gates to see the emperor off.
Suited up in armor, Xu Ziling rode her horse up to Han Moze with a smile. “Your majesty big brother, I will be joining father at the border for training. If I come across something I don’t know, please do let me know!”
Han Moze slightly furrowed his brows and completely ignored Xu Ziling. “Let us be off!” He commanded with an emphatic voice.
The civil and military officials gathered to their knees and roared, “We respectfully bid your majesty the emperor farewell and wish upon your safe return.”
Amidst the complete joy on Xu Ziling’s face, there was a hint of shyness. Following behind Han Moze, her eyes were filled with infatuation.
Her big brother looked so handsome in his suit of armor! He looked mighty, bold, and arrogant!
Han Moxi and Qing’er stood at the city gates with awful looks on their faces, as they saw Han Moze off from a distance.
Han Moxi let out a heartfelt sigh. “When will there be peace on earth? That way, I won’t have to take on the important duty of the prince regent anymore!”
Qing’er looked up at the sky and blinked her big eyes. Then, she clasped both her hands together and mumbled. “May the heavens protect us. Please return the Young Miss to us soon.”
Han Moxi turned to his side and glanced at Qing’er’s cute, round side profile. He couldn’t help but smile and reach his hand out to pinch her cheek.
Qing’er gently creased her brows, then turned to glance at Han Moxi angrily as if to say, ‘Quit messing around.’
Then, she continued to look up into the sky with her hands clasped in prayer.
Han Moxi smiled but didn’t utter a word. His gaze turned calm, as he watched the silhouette of Han Moze’s back quickly disappear.
Lian Jiuhua turned his head and look over to Zuiying’s side with a hint of a friendly smile upon his lips. “Brother Zuiying,” he cried.
Zuiying immediately turned his head towards Lian Jiuhua and respectfully cupped his fist. “Sir Lian.”
Lian Jiuhua smiled. “Brother Zuiying, from now on, you don’t need to be so courteous when you see me. I just wanted to ask you something. How did you become your majesty’s second-ranked shadow guard? According to what I know, your majesty has ridiculously strict requirements!”
Zuiying thought about the friendly fight he had that evening in the stone room. “His majesty had friendly fights with five hundred shadow guards last night in the stone room. In the end, his majesty defeated us all without a single scratch. According to the rules of the fight, defeated shadow guards shouldn’t have survived. At the time, I risked my life and crashed…”
Out of nowhere, Han Moze rode in front of them and flatly asked, “Zuiying, are you interested in being a rookie soldier?” There was a threatening tone in his words.
Zuiying broke out in cold sweat from shock, then immediately cupped his fist in guilt. “Your Majesty, I am guilty.”
Han Moze let out a soft scoff and quit ignoring Zuiying.
Zuiying turned to look at Lian Jiuhua. “Apologies, Brother Lian. I cannot say,” he replied apologetically.
He couldn’t say that he made His Majesty fall face forward! At the time, His Majesty’s face was spectacular! He had flushed and looked embarrassed. It was funny just thinking about it. A thought crossed Zuiying’s mind and couldn’t hide the smile on his face.
Lian Jiuhua looked at Zuiying with smiling eyes and became even more curious. What the hell did he do to His Majesty?