"Masters from foreign lands, let's compete against each other. I'm the best in the world, no one can beat me!" Zilu said with a pinched voice.
The duel between masters often only depends on a few moves to determine the outcome, unlike other people's clattering and hacking.
Zilu and Ye still spent a lot of effort to knock these four people unconscious. The purpose was to knock them out rather than kill them.
While the four masters were fainting, Zilu wanted to put the wood around him into the box containing the muskets. But he couldn't deal with the lock of the box unless he used violence to open it.
I could only look at him helplessly.
Ye walked over quietly, used an embroidery needle, and opened it in a few seconds.
"You know how to do this?"
"Just in case of emergencies, like now." Ye said easily.
The box was opened, and there were ten shining muskets in front of him. The young prince put them into his backpack, leaving the wood in his backpack in the box. Then he closed the box and locked it again. It looked intact.
Not moving.
Before He Ye left, they wrote on the ground: I am number one in the world.
It's not that Zilu made a mistake, but there is another reason.
The young prince and Ye did not leave, but waited for these people to wake up. After they woke up, they first checked their belongings to see if they were missing. Then they looked at the box next to them. The box was still there, and the lock had not been opened. The location
It was also intact, and the others were also intact. There was a line of words left on the ground: I am the best in the world.
"We are very lucky that what we encountered was not a ruthless gangster who stole wealth, but a gangster who likes to make a name for himself," one of them said.
"Should we report this to the emperor of the Great Dynasty? This happened on their territory, and they are responsible." Another asked.
"It's better not to report it. This will make us look incompetent and we can't even protect ourselves. I heard that there are other countries competing with our Mingyue Kingdom. We want to give people a strong feeling. As long as things are there, we will be unscathed.
Just pretend it never happened," another said.
"OK."
The group of people continued walking towards the capital, and soon entered the city.
Zilu and Ye were lurking in the dark, waiting for them to leave before leaving. This was his purpose, to mislead this group of people.
These muskets are good things, and the young prince has seen them before.
"Do you want it?" the young prince asked Ye, thanking him for helping him a lot.
"I like this better." Ye took out his darts.
The musket is too big, conspicuous, and not suitable for me.
"Keep one for emergencies." The young prince still gave one to Ye and kept the other nine for himself. This was a good thing, and he who was in charge of the Ministry of War knew it very well. But he would never give it to the emperor first.
Maybe it was used to deal with him!
After Zilu hid the musket in a safe place, he returned to the guild hall, but he couldn't get rid of the pretense.
Now just waiting for the news.
Somewhere in the palace.
"Wanwan, can you tell me what I said? You haven't said a word these days. Is it because your throat is uncomfortable or your body is not feeling well? I will ask the doctor to take a look at you and give me a lively Wanwan.
Princess." The emperor was comforting the little girl.
The little girl didn't speak or cry. When the husband came to teach her etiquette, she learned it. She also ate and drank as usual, but she didn't laugh or talk anymore.
The imperial doctor also looked at her countless times and found that there was nothing wrong with her. It was just that she was no longer talking or smiling. It was her heart.