The atmosphere inside the Prince's Mansion of Wanyan He was tense.

The bodies of Cui Yuan and Gong Yu were laid in the hall, surrounded by Wanyan He, Liang Bao, Xiao Gang, Fan Chen, Wang Qian, and dozens of other key members of the Prince Manor.

The atmosphere was oppressive.

Liang Bao checked the wounds on the bodies and said to Wanyan He:

"Your Highness, the two were ambushed from behind by someone with a high cultivation realm, at least Empire Level Advanced realm. The attacker used a one-star Divine Weapon, extremely sharp, and struck with such speed that the two didn't have time to counterattack before they were killed."

"Who could be so bold, daring to assassinate people from our Prince's Mansion?"

Fan Chen said.

Everyone's hearts sank; this question was at the core of their concerns. Whoever dared assassinate people from the Prince's Mansion must be very powerful.

In the Flying Leopard Empire, who possesses this power and audacity?

The Eldest Prince is currently the Emperor's favorite and is almost about to be publicly declared the heir to the throne.

Wang Qian, who was deeply connected with Gong Yu and Cui Yuan, was in tears since learning about their assassination, crying endlessly.

Wang Qian spoke unabashedly:

"Who else could it be? I can't think of anyone other than the Second Prince, who might assassinate people under the Eldest Prince. He must be jealous of the recent favor the Eldest Prince has received from the Emperor and wants to intimidate us."

Fan Chen nodded.

"I think that's likely."

Xiao Gang said:

"We don't have any evidence right now, so we can only speculate, but we shouldn't casually speak of this outside; it could cause chaos."

Everyone finally looked towards Wanyan He.

The Eldest Prince thought for a moment and cautiously said:

"We are merely guessing at this point. Publicly assassinating my men in Wentian City is a serious accusation. Without evidence, you should refrain from speaking recklessly outside.

From today onwards, the guards of the Prince Manor will heighten their vigilance. Additionally, if you're conducting business outside, take more people with you and be careful."

...

On the third night, Liang Bao noticed Wang Qian had been gloomy these past days and said:

"Wang Qian, why don't we go out for a walk and grab some late-night snacks?"

Fan Chen immediately said:

"Sounds good, we've been stuck in the manor these days, and it's been a bit stifling; it's time to unwind."

Wang Qian hesitated for a moment,

"It's so late; won't it be dangerous?"

"Haha, you're overthinking it. With Liang Bao and me by your side, I don't believe anyone would dare assassinate us. Besides, the night snack street is just a few hundred meters from the manor, and we can return anytime."

Wang Qian nodded. Due to the assassination of Gong Yu and Cui Yuan, everyone's spirits had been low; going for a walk might help.

The three of them quickly tidied up and left the Prince Manor together.

Wentian City's nights were still bustling, especially the night snack street, which was crowded with people. Many came here for late-night snacks, to drink, and chat with friends, enjoying themselves immensely!

This was a familiar place for Liang Bao and the others, where they often came.

They found a snack stall, sat down, and ordered a few dishes, skewers, and some wine.

The owner, a middle-aged fat man, warmly invited the three to sit down.

"Please wait a moment, I'll prepare it right away."

Liang Bao glanced around at the surroundings; there were four groups of customers nearby, chatting and drinking, everything appearing as usual with nothing out of the ordinary.

Fan Chen laughed and said:

"There shouldn't be any problems, have a seat."

"Better safe than sorry; if they're really after the Eldest Prince, they won't just strike once."

After Wang Qian sat down, she remembered Cui Yuan and Gong Yu, sighing sadly:

"Alas, we used to come here as a group of five, occasionally with His Highness and Xiao Gang. Now, alas."

Liang Bao patted Wang Qian's shoulder, comforting her:

"Wang Qian, it's all in the past; look forward!"

Wang Qian nodded, wiping away her tears.

The owner approached with three cups and a pot of wine.

"Here you are, three of you, have some fruit wine to ease your woes; the barbecue and other dishes will be ready soon, they're being prepared now."

The owner placed the three cups on the table and poured wine into each one.

The three picked up their cups,

"Let's toast!"

"Alright, cheers!"

"Wait!"

Liang Bao suddenly exclaimed.

Fan Chen and Wang Qian were startled, looking at Liang Bao.

Liang Bao smiled slightly and said to the owner standing beside him:

"Owner, I would like to toast you."

Liang Bao extended his wine cup to the night snack stall owner.

The owner, slightly flustered with the honor, said:

"Toast to me? You are the guests; I should be toasting you instead!"

"No problem, consider this my treat to you."

Liang Bao smiled warmly.

The owner, a hearty man, was used to interactive toasts with guests, and immediately accepted the cup.

"Alright, honored to have you respect me, I shall drink, and today, your bill will have a 20% discount."

The owner tipped back his head and drank the wine in one gulp.

As he overturned the empty cup, laughing heartily,

"My friend, I drank it,"

With those words, his expression suddenly changed, his eyes turning white as he looked at Liang Bao in terror,

"You, you,"

With a thud, the owner collapsed onto the ground.

Liang Bao drew his Longsword and shouted,

"Careful, the wine is poisoned; there's an assassin!"

Fan Chen and Wang Qian hurriedly put down their cups, drew their weapons, and turned to be on guard.

The surrounding customers watched in horror as the owner fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, his legs still twitching, and stared at Liang Bao and the others in fear.

Among them, a few with Genetic Evolution skills shouted at them:

"Who are you people? Why poison the owner?"

The store's employees rushed out, but Liang Bao pointed his Longsword, radiating killing aura,

"Back off, if you don't want to die, step back!"

Except for the trio, no one knew what had transpired, assuming Liang Bao had poisoned the owner.

Dozens of people stood at a distance, trying to see what was happening.

Someone rebuked,

"This is Wentian City; we won't tolerate your mischief. We'll call the patrolling guards; you three won't get away."

The owner's wife was sitting on the ground, wailing loudly,

"Husband, you died so miserably. What grudges do you have with them for them to poison you? I'll fight them to death."

The owner's wife, sobbing with disheveled hair, rushed towards Liang Bao.

Liang Bao wielded a one-star Divine Weapon, his wrist flicked, and a cold gleam slashed towards the owner's wife.

Wang Qian exclaimed,

"Brother Liang, show mercy!"

Amid a buzzing sound, a Defense Light Screen appeared in front of the disheveled woman, blocking Liang Bao's Longsword.

With a thud, Liang Bao was jolted, retreating three steps.

The woman screeched, stumbling back seven or eight steps, ripping off the tangled hair and greasy old clothes on her body.

"Haha, didn't expect you had some skill!"

A soft voice resounded.

Liang Bao and the others looked closely, and the greasy, fat lady had transformed into a beautiful young woman.