Feihu General's face lit up with joy as he quickly said, "Thank you for your promotion, Your Highness. I will not disappoint your expectations and will do my utmost to accomplish this task for you."
Prince Suwen replied, "That's the best. You may leave now. Do not disturb me unless it's necessary."
"Yes," Feihu General agreed and then exited the room, leaving the mansion through the main door of the living room.
After Feihu General left, Prince Suwen stayed in the room for a while before stepping out from his study. At that moment, a figure approached and pressed a hard, black object against the prince's lower back.
"If you want to stay alive, don't make a sound!" A cold voice echoed behind Prince Suwen. Startled, he realized it was a gun pressing against him and immediately stood still, not making any noise.
"Sit down in that chair over there," the cold voice commanded again. Prince Suwen obediently sat down in a chair in the living room.
Soft footsteps approached, and a young man wearing a white smiling mask and holding a gun appeared before Prince Suwen. This masked man was Rulu, who had been eavesdropping outside the room earlier.
"Who are you? What do you want with me?!" Prince Suwen tried to stay calm as he addressed the masked man.
"It seems you haven't figured it out," Rulu said in a low, emotionless tone. "Your life is in my hands, so it's me asking the questions, not you. Do you understand?"
Prince Suwen gave a cold smile and said, "Don't you know I'm a prince of the Sanctuary? The people of the Sanctuary possess powerful Psionic power that ordinary people don't have. Do you really think you can kill me with just that gun?"
Rulu also laughed. "If it were someone else, I wouldn't be so sure, but you're different, Prince Suwen. I know you're the most mediocre prince of the Sanctuary. You're just a beginner Ultra-capable with Psionic power so weak it's almost nonexistent. Even an ordinary person could kill you!"
Prince Suwen's eyes flashed with fear as he said, "Who are you? Where did you hear all this?"
"If you don't want to die, shut up and just answer my questions!" Rulu raised his hand, aiming the gun at Prince Suwen's head. This made the prince comply immediately. "Okay... I understand. Ask whatever you want, and I'll tell you everything."
After a moment of thought, Rulu recalled the conversation between Prince Suwen and Feihu General and asked, "I hear you're here on the emperor's orders to find a green-haired woman. Is that correct?"
Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author's consent. Report any sightings.
"You already know that?!" Prince Suwen's forehead was sweating. He thought the emperor had strictly warned him not to leak this information, but it seemed the secret was already out.
"What does the woman look like?" Rulu asked again.
"Well..." Prince Suwen's eyes gleamed with cunning. "She's about 1.5 meters tall, slightly overweight, yellowish skin, a big nose, and small eyes..."
"Stop right there!" Rulu interrupted Prince Suwen's words. "It's not that easy to lie to me. I'll ask you again. What does the woman look like?"
This time, Rulu's tone was peculiar, and the eyes behind the white mask flickered with an unusual light. Prince Suwen, upon being stared at, suddenly relaxed, lying back comfortably in the chair with a calm expression.
"She's about 1.68 meters tall, looks around seventeen years old, has a瓜子脸 (oval-shaped face), a slim figure, very fair skin, and long hair..."
"So it's indeed that woman," Rulu thought. After hearing Prince Suwen's description, he could confirm that the emperor was looking for the green-haired woman who had previously given him Spiritual-power. He asked again, "What's the woman's name? Why is she so important that the emperor must find her?"
Prince Suwen shook his head. "I don't know. The emperor only told me about her appearance and her ability to never die. He didn't reveal much else to me."
"It seems this woman is really important. The emperor wouldn't even reveal much information to his own son," Rulu thought. At this moment, he was using Spiritual-power to control Prince Suwen, ensuring the prince wouldn't lie to him. Rulu said, "Alright, now I want to ask you about something else."
"Please," Prince Suwen said calmly and cooperatively.
"Do you know about the 75th imperial concubine of the Sanctuary and her children?"
"I do," Prince Suwen slowly replied. "The 75th imperial concubine was the 75th wife of the Sanctuary emperor. About twenty years ago, she was chosen by the emperor and brought into the Sanctuary. She had a son and a daughter with the emperor. About seven years ago, the concubine and her daughter were assassinated by刺客 (assassins), and only her son survived. Shortly after the assassination, the young prince left the Sanctuary. It's rumored that the emperor exiled him, leaving him to fend for himself outside..."
"That's exactly right," Rulu said, becoming excited and his voice trembling slightly. "I'll ask you again. Do you know who planned that assassination? Who was the mastermind behind it?!"
"I know some."
"Who?!" Rulu asked urgently.
Prince Suwen replied, "Many people were involved in this event, and most were afraid of exposure, so they didn't reveal their identities. The mastermind is still unclear, but it's certain that those involved in the assassination were all members of the royal family, mostly the emperor's children."
"Why? Why would they kill their own relatives? What was the reason for doing this?!" Rulu clenched his teeth in anger.
Prince Suwen explained, "At that time, the 75th imperial concubine was the emperor's most beloved wife, and her son was exceptionally intelligent with a rare talent for magical Psionic power. The emperor had the intention of making this prince his heir, which threatened the interests of most royal family members. Many were afraid that when the prince grew up, their positions in the Sanctuary would be threatened, so they conspired to carry out the assassination."
"So that's how it was. These despicable people!" Rulu said through gritted teeth, slamming his fist on the nearby wooden table with a loud "thud."