Chapter 134: Farewell to Feng Zhen

cultivation speed was getting faster and faster, and his body was becoming stronger and stronger.Like climbing one peak after another, never stopping to move forward.Inhale, exhale~.Inside the carriag..."I'll see who dares to lay a finger on me!"

A loud shout from outside the mansion caused everyone around to stop again.

"Who dares to bark in front of this prince's mansion!"

Mu Zhan's anger flared as he was repeatedly interrupted, but when he saw the person walking in through the mansion gate, his eyes widened suddenly.

This is a group of eunuchs dressed in black. Eunuchs who can wear black clothing only represent the Black Prison Department, Feng Zhen's Black Prison Department!

"Greetings, Your Highness! I am Yue Changping."

The leader, Yue Changping, walked straight to Mu Zhan's face and bowed respectfully to him.

While Zhang Liyang bowed respectfully before Mu Zhan, he was bold in his demeanor. Yue Changping, however, said nothing to Mu Zhan despite bowing the same way.

One of the reasons is that Yue Changping's masters only had two, one was Feng Zhen and the other was Emperor Dagan.

"It's you." Mu Zhan obviously recognized Yue Changping, "What are you here for"

"Reporting to Your Highness, I have come to take him away."

Looking at Yue Changping pointing at Zhang Liyang, Mu Zhan's face turned very ugly, "No, he is the thief I caught, no…"

"Your Highness, he's from my Black Prison!"

"If he truly is a villain, the Black Prison will naturally give Your Highness a satisfactory explanation."

Yue Changping was very polite, but what he didn't say afterward wasn't polite at all. If Zhang Liyang was a thief, that would be fine, but what if he wasn't The Black Prison wouldn't care if you were a prince or not.

"I..."

Mu Zhan's words were interrupted by Yue Changping, his face flushed red. But when he tried to say something again, he couldn't utter a word.

As long as the emperor of Dayan is alive, the Black Prison Mansion is a force to be reckoned with, even if he is a prince.

"You said he's from your Black Prison, didn't you He wouldn't be, would he"

Mu Zhan was still making his final struggles.

"As the elders say, Zhang Liyang is a member of my Black Prison Department. If Your Highness has any doubts, you can ask the elders directly."

Yue Changping still maintained a smile, but Mu Zhan really wanted to punch that face off!

Mu Zhan said nothing, but after a moment of silence, he turned and came to Zhang Liyang's face.

"Consider this a lucky break for you!" A menacing glare shot from Mu Zhan's eyes, "But don't think you can always get away with it!"

"Thank you for the advice, Your Highness!" Zhang Liyang performed a bow to Mu Zhan with an impassive face. "Zhang Liyang will certainly keep it in mind!"

"Humph! Let them go." Looking at Zhang Liyang's appearance, Mu Zhan coldly snorted and left the place with a wave of his hand.

Whew!

The moment Zhang Liyang stepped out of Mu Zhanshi's mansion, he let out a long sigh. Yue Changping beside him patted Zhang Liyang on the shoulder and said, "Are you alright"

"Thank you for saving me, I'm fine."

"You're welcome, it's what our ancestors taught us." Yue Changping said to Zhang Liyang, "Next time, stay away from this prince."

Glancing back at Mu Zhan's mansion, Zhang Liyang lowered his head slightly, "Don't worry, I will."

Patting Zhang Liyang's shoulder again, Yue Changping smiled and said, "Come on, the ancestor wants to see you."

Following Yue Changping all the way back to the palace, Zhang Liyang did not linger and went straight to a courtyard within the palace. This was the very place where Zhang Liyang last saw Feng Zhen.

As Zhang Liyang entered the courtyard, a young eunuch walked up to him, holding a token in his hand. "Here's your token," he said.

Thank you!

"You're welcome." The little eunuch waved his hand. "If you want to thank someone, thank the ancestors."

"May I ask your name"

“My surname is Feng.” The little eunuch replied with a wave of his hand and led Zhang Liyang into the room.

Just as Li Yang heard the eunuch's surname, his heart skipped a beat. "Feng Which Feng The Feng Zhen"

Looking at the eunuch's back, Zhang Liyang felt that he would have to curry favor with this little eunuch in the future.

As Zhang Liyang entered the room, his eyes fell upon a crimson robe. He immediately bowed and said, "Zhang Liyang greets his ancestor."

"Well, I'm here. Did you get hurt"

"Thank you, ancestors, for saving me! I'm fine!"

This was the first time someone cared about Zhang Liyang besides Mu Yinghua, which made Zhang Liyang feel a warmth in his heart.

"Well, that's good to hear," Feng Zhen said, a smile appearing on Zhang Liyang's face. "Not bad at all, you've already entered the second ring of cultivation after only a few days outside."

It's all thanks to our ancestors.

"Well, I've learned how to flatter people too, good job, haha..."

Feng Zhen's laughter was very hearty and energetic, you wouldn't hear it as the voice of someone nearly a hundred years old at all.

"Stop bowing all the time, get up." Feng Zhen waved her hand and then shouted towards the door, "You stinky boy, where did you run off to Hurry up and bring a stool over here."

"Grandancestor, I'm here."

The little eunuch who had just left entered again, still holding a chair in his hand.

"Impressive skills!"

A chair isn't particularly heavy, but for a boy of only eleven or twelve to carry it with such steadiness and without faltering – that is impressive! It speaks volumes about the solid foundation this young eunuch possesses.

Have a seat.

"Thank you." With a slight bow, the young eunuch greeted Zhang Liyang. Zhang Liyang then settled half his behind onto the chair.

Seeing Zhang Liyang bow and thank Feng Rinneng, Feng Rinneng nodded slightly. He waited until Zhang Liyang sat down before speaking, "Your Highness, no matter how great the grievance, you have to swallow it. Because we are eunuchs."

But he called me an old eunuch dog! This is not something I can just let go, because I am Feng Zhen!

Thank you, ancestors.

Zhang Liyang rose to his feet and bowed respectfully to Feng Zhen. This bow was sincere and heartfelt because Zhang Liyang understood that while Feng Zhen claimed the grievance was his own, he was actually telling Zhang Liyang that Feng Zhen would help him get justice.

"Uh huh."

Nodding, Feng Zhen continued, "I've looked at the progress in Flying Dragon City, and it's doing well."

"He Houde did a good job with this matter as well."

"But…" Zhang Liyang waved his hand, stopping him from getting up again. "But He Houde still needs you to escort him one more time."

"Hmm"

Seeing Zhang Liyang's puzzled expression, Feng Zhen explained briefly, "He Houde is involved in something more than just evil cultivators. I think you should understand."

This matter involves Li Zhiyi.

"Li Guo Zhu" Zhang Liyang stared in disbelief with wide eyes.

"Hmm."

"You don't need to know the specifics, you just need to know that He Houde is currently being held in an abandoned mountain thirty miles outside the Imperial City."

"What you need to do is bring He Houde back to the imperial city from the desolate mountains and deliver him to the Ministry of War yourself!"

"Why is this"

Zhang Liyang's heart was both clear and confused.

It's understandable why the system didn't prompt Zhang Liyang that the task was completed when he handed He Houde to Yue Changping. The subsequent confusion arose because why would someone who had already been sent in need to be escorted againrastic increase in both his strength and speed.Whoosh, whoosh~The sword in his hand flashed like lightning, and with every swing, a cavalryman would be cut down and thrown from his horse.To such an ex...