Luo Zhong stood beside the master, quietly listening to their conversation. When he heard De Fei's word "Ming", a flash of inspiration crossed his mind. He quickly turned his gaze towards Chu Cheng Ming.

  It's just too similar.

  This idea has been swirling in Luo Zhong's mind, the more he looks at him, the more he feels like it. At this moment, he has already guessed who the boy opposite is.

  "What's wrong, Uncle? Haven't you figured out who I am yet?" Chu Cheng Ming raised an eyebrow and sneered at Chu Yi Xuan with a playful tone.

  Looking at the cold smile at the corner of his mouth, he thought of the word Yan Xijun had called out to him earlier. A flash of insight appeared in Chu Yixuan's mind. He pointed at him and said: "You are Chu Chengming..."

  "It is." Chu Cheng said calmly.

  "You're really bold. The people I sent can't even capture you, and instead, you sneak back into the palace. Aren't you just asking to be killed?"

  "You think I'm still the seven-year-old kid you used to bully? Do I look like I'm afraid of you now?"

  "Hmph, you didn't mention it and I had almost forgotten. Although you have grown strong now, do you think you can resist me with your current abilities?" Chu Yixuan said calmly.

  Chu Cheng Mo lightly smiled: "If you don't try, how will you know?"

  Chu Yixuan gazed at him for a moment, feigning regret: "I didn't expect that I was lenient and spared your life back then. So many years have passed and you still harbor hatred towards me. It seems true what the books say, 'Raising a tiger invites calamity'."

  Chu Cheng let out a cold snort, his expression disdainful. He glared at him and said, "Imperial Uncle, do you know how I've spent the past decade?"

  As soon as he thought of that night, his father and mother died miserably under his sharp sword. He couldn't forget the scene. Day and night, even in dreams, he often dreamed of it.

  "For over a decade, I have not mistreated you. Your food, drink, and expenses, I have all been provided according to the standard of a prince. What more do you have to be dissatisfied about?" Chu Yi Xuan looked at Chu Cheng Meng and said.

  "Your 'guards' stand watch day and night at my palace gates. Then you also send secret guards to monitor my every move, not letting me leave the palace, restricting my freedom. And even poisoning my food and drink. Is this really the way an imperial uncle treats people?" Chu Cheng Ming met his gaze with discontented protest, pressing him for an answer.

  Poison was administered to Chu Cheng Ming's body. Could it really be Chu Yi Xuan? He is truly ruthless and venomous, Yan Xi Jun thought fearfully in her heart. He indeed is the most terrifying emperor. Even though he knows that others cannot pose a threat to him, he still won't let them off.

  Chu Yixuan coldly smiled: "You must understand, the winner is king, the loser is a bandit. I sparing your life is already being very magnanimous."

  "Are you going to make me grateful for sparing my life? You'd rather torment me like this, wouldn't it be better if you had just killed me with one sword strike in the first place? Leaving me alive, I will only hate you." Chu Cheng Ming said.

  "King Yan. Don't blame the Emperor. The Emperor has already been very good to you. Why do you still want to repay kindness with resentment?" Luo Zhong, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but interrupt and say.

  "That's enough! You castrated official, shut your mouth! This is between him and me, it's not for you to intervene!" Chu Chengming angrily shouted at Luo Zhong.

  Lu Zhong was scolded by Chu Cheng Ming, and he closed his mouth with a humph, no longer speaking. He actually spoke out to advise him for his own good. His reckless words would eventually anger the Emperor.

  Chu Yixuan glared at Luo Zhong, then looked back at Chu Chengming and said in a cold voice: "Out of consideration for your youth, I won't hold tonight's events against you. I'll let you return to your palace, but don't think about taking her with you. I will never allow her to step out of the imperial palace."

  "Hehe, the more you don't let her leave the palace, the more I want to take her out of the palace." Chu Chengming said bluntly and provocatively.

  "You're dreaming. From tonight on, I will increase the number of 'guard' patrols around the imperial palace. And as for your royal residence, from this moment on, I absolutely won't let you take another step out of it. You said I was imprisoning you? Well, I'll make sure you lose your freedom." Chu Yixuan coldly ordered.

  "You think I'll foolishly return to the prison you've given me tonight?" Chu Cheng said with a faint smile. Suddenly, he drew out a small sword from his sleeve and swiftly stabbed it at Chu Yi Xuan.

  "I'm going to fight you to the death tonight. I won't rest until I avenge my parents' death and kill you. I won't swallow this insult."

  Lu Zhong saw his master in danger and immediately flashed out to block Chu Chengming's sword.

  Chu Cheng Ming's momentum was overwhelming. With a turn of his hand, another sword appeared. Directly 'forcing' Luo Zhong's face to the 'gate'. Frightened, he hastily dodged to the other side.

  Luo Zhong had no weapon in his hand, and only exchanged a few moves with Chu Chengming before retreating step by step. The dust brush in his hand was cut off by one section by Chu Chengming's treasured sword.

  Chu Cheng Ming was fighting while coldly laughing, looking at the retreating Luo Zhong and saying: "Get out of my sight immediately, or don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword."

  "Protecting the Emperor's safety is our family's business. I won't let you succeed, even if it means dying at your feet. I won't let you harm the Emperor." Despite being outmatched, Luo Zhong didn't show a hint of fear.

  "Hmph, you're indeed a loyal dog slave. Then I'll fulfill your loyalty and let you die without regret." Chu Chengming's words were cut off as he quickened the speed of his sword, slashing towards Luo Zhong with swift strokes.

  Tonight he has made up his mind to kill. Whoever blocks him will be killed without pardon. He must avenge his father's death.

  Luo Zhong gazed at the sword shadow that was pressing in on him, his back already drenched with cold sweat. The chilly night wind blew eerily, causing fine beads of sweat to form on his forehead as well. He saw that the King of Hell had shown no mercy, and his heart silently lamented: could it be that tonight he would truly meet his demise here?

  He didn't want to die so early. He hadn't enjoyed life enough yet。 Moreover， he still had a long and happy life ahead of him。

  Lu Zhong's soul was about to be split in two. Chu Chengming's sword had already chopped towards his head and was about to fall. Yan Xijun, who was watching from the side, couldn't bear to look anymore and hastily closed her eyes.

  Dai Luo Zhong suddenly felt a chill wind blowing towards his brain, and when he looked up, a cold sword was chopped down from the sky.

  He has been stunned. Helplessly closed his eyes and waited for death.

  A loud "clang" sound echoed through the air as metal clashed against metal, and the sharp noise pierced everyone's ears. Yan Xijun and Luo Zhong suddenly opened their eyes to see Chu Yixuan holding a treasured sword, blocking the fatal blow meant for Luo Zhong.

  Your Majesty. At this time, Luo Zhong was already moved to the point of tears. He did not expect that his noble master would 'stand up' and save his life.

  "You withdraw and protect De Fei Niangniang. I will handle this." Chu Yixuan instructed Luo Zhong, pointing at Yan Xikun.

  "But Your Majesty, it's dangerous here. Let me handle him instead." Luo Zhong shook his head and said worriedly to him.

  "You're no longer worthy of being his opponent. Although I haven't wielded a sword in a long time, I still have the confidence to exchange a few moves with him."