Palace Fighting: Naive Concubines' Ascent to Power-Chapter 602: Discuss and Negotiate

On Hu Miaomiao’s end, after he led his men into the Guo residence, they didn’t find Guo Neng and immediately captured the steward of the Guo residence and forced him to speak. He learned that the Dead Soldiers who had escaped from the Ma Xiapo station were also looking for Guo Neng, and the two groups had not yet converged.

The timing was neither too early nor too late, just right.

Relying on the steward’s information, he successfully sneaked to the location of those Dead Soldiers, but he didn’t rush to kill them. Instead, he made some arrangements in the dark.

Unfortunately, he only discovered two Dead Soldiers, and the whereabouts of a third were unknown.

Once he confirmed that it was Guo Neng’s carriage, Hu Miaomiao immediately killed the Dead Soldier who tried to send a warning, catching the Shadow Guard and Guo Neng off guard.

At this point, his progress was also good. Apart from the two Dead Soldiers who were tough to handle, the rest of the guards were no match.

Now, the street was scattered with Guo residence guards who had no strength left to resist. Guo Neng was still in the carriage, with two Dead Soldiers guarding around, continuously incurring new wounds, while the horse snorted loudly, clearly at its limit.

These two Dead Soldiers were Guo Neng’s trump cards, with martial arts much higher than ordinary Dead Soldiers, but even so, they couldn’t hold out for long.

Guo Neng was both afraid and angry, knowing the overall situation was against him, but he had no solution.

He had thought about escaping amidst the chaos, but as soon as he left the carriage, a sharp blade was thrown, almost pinning his leg. Any movement he made to leave the carriage was deterred by the fat man’s thrown sharp blades, wood chips, and stones, which dangerously brushed past him each time. The most dangerous brushed past his groin, which was wickedly cruel.

This damn fat man, plaything that could cause him to be childless, trapped him on the carriage, completely unable to move.

He had also thought about forcing the carriage to break through the siege. However, this idea had been anticipated early by his opponents. Both escape routes were barricaded and guarded to prevent their escape.

If the carriage forcefully pushed through, it would hit the obstacles and overturn, and even if he didn’t die, he would be half dead, then at the mercy of others without any power to fight back.

Hu Miaomiao sauntered leisurely on the outer perimeter of the battle circle, laughingly provoking, "Young Master Guo, why not surrender? My master only wishes to invite you for a tea and a chat, why must you make such a big fuss? Oh, look at your men, dead or injured, these two are almost dead yet haven’t escaped. Such loyalty to their master! You don’t pity yourself, so at least pity them?"

"Shut up!" Guo Neng was furious, his head buzzing from anger and his chest churning with roiling blood, nearly spitting blood in frustration.

This damn fat man was truly detestable; he hated that he couldn’t flay his skin.

Unaware of where these people came from, the fight had started unfavorably for his side.

The guards he had hired, strong and robust, could take on several men among ordinary people. But against these opponents, they were as helpless as melons being sliced, utterly useless.

By now, his side was still battling desperately, fighting for their lives.

Meanwhile, the damn fat man seemed completely at ease, almost as if watching a play, constantly advising him to surrender. But if he really suggested surrendering, the fat man would either pretend not to understand, distort his words, or mock him for a false surrender.

After several attempts, he realized this damn fat man wouldn’t stop until he had slowly tortured and killed everyone by his side.

Guo Neng had never endured such great humiliation in his life, always toyed with like a cat playing with a mouse, spinning him around till he wanted to spit blood in hatred, unable to devour them alive, yet he was completely helpless, left to be at others’ mercy.

With great resentment in his heart, he decided to challenge them directly, "Who exactly are you? Are you sent by that remnants from the palace?"

Other than those remnants, he couldn’t figure out who else had such ability to bring these competent people here.

He wanted to die with a clear understanding.

Hu Miaomiao narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Oh, if you didn’t do guilty deeds you wouldn’t fear the knock of the ghost, Young Master Guo, why do you ask such? Look at you. Could it be that you have done many things that go against conscience, and now someone is here for revenge?"

She continued to advise earnestly, "Young Master Guo, if you want to know who my master is, won’t you know if you go with us? Oh, although it’s not certain that you’ll find out, but let me say this, my master really treats Young Master Guo quite well. Before departing, he specifically instructed me to invite Young Master Guo alive, not dead, if it were someone else, you might have been killed by now. Thus, you should appreciate what you have, Young Master Guo should be content."

A chill rose from the bottom of Guo Neng’s heart, the fat man spoke lightly, but his words clearly showed that his master could decide life or death with just one phrase.

He felt a chill to his very core, a complete powerlessness overwhelmed him. He had never felt so helpless, like a mortal contending with the heavens, unable to change anything. Gods make mortals live or die as they please, with no hope of resistance.

He realized the situation clearly, he couldn’t escape anymore. However, if he was taken away by this fat man, he would definitely not return. He resolved to fight until the very last moment.

"Eh, why isn’t Young Master Guo speaking? Are you in a hurry?" Hu Miaomiao smiled warmly and considerately said to the Shadow Guards, "Boys, Young Master Guo is in a hurry, quickly finish these two off and give Young Master Guo some relief."

After speaking, realizing she had misspoken, Hu Miaomiao gently slapped herself, "Oh, look at me talking nonsense, scared Young Master Guo, did I? Boys, that ’relief’ isn’t about killing Young Master Guo, it’s about inviting Young Master Guo back sooner. Young Master Guo please don’t mind my words, I get excited when I see you, and when I’m excited, I talk too much, and then some thoughtless words slip out, please don’t mind."

As Hu Miaomiao talked, the assault of the Shadow Guards suddenly intensified manifold.

Already struggling to hold on, having been worn down by the ongoing beatings, one of the Dead Soldiers was pierced through the abdomen with a sword, barely managing to hang on.

Seeing this, Guo Neng’s legs went weak, and he was extremely frightened.

His eyes turned bloodshot, and he screamed recklessly, "Do you know who my uncle is?"

Hu Miaomiao maintained her smiling demeanor, her eyes full of derision, "Oh, the Young Master Guo has started to bring up his relatives? Tsk, tsk, quite pompous."

Seeing that the situation here was set, Hu Miaomiao no longer paid attention to Guo Neng.

She looked towards the distant rooftops, gathering her internal energy to say, "Friends on the road, shall we have a word? If you interfere, we can have a fight, just the two of us. If you don’t, then it’s settled, we’ll take this man away?"

She had noticed this Swordsman for a long time now, but couldn’t figure out what his intentions were, or how skilled his martial arts were.

From their arrival until now, this Swordsman had been hidden in the darkness of the rooftops, holding his sword and watching, neither joining the fight nor leaving, keeping a curious distance.

Friend or foe, her confusion about his intentions persisted.

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