572 With Trust Now Gone, A Passerby Enters The Scene (1/2)

”Sixth Brother? And the Palace Guards?!” The Crown Prince Lin Tianrong could clearly recognize the person exclaiming these questions, but as he heard the rumbling footsteps that followed afterwards, he still subconsciously turned back for a glance.

He was evidently surprised at the appearance of King Duan, Lin Xinjue, and his army of Palace Guards he led in. He could still accept the appearance of the Dragon Protection Squad and the Royal Guards, but … the Palace Guards?

Why did Sixth Brother have the gall to charge into the palace with the Palace Guards? They are forbidden to enter the Imperial Palace, unless …

Sixth Brother already knew his plan beforehand?

When Lin Tianrong came across this thought and thought about Qian Wu again, his body shuddered with rage.

All this while, he has been a fool that was exploited by others.

He felt indignant, extremely indignant, but what could he do now? Voice his protestations now? That was impossible because he was already out of options.

”What exactly is …” Lin Xinjue did not spare Lin Tianrong a glance, instead staring closely at the Throne Room which had been reduced to a pile of rubble, as well as the giant bronze gate in the middle. He was similarly astonished.

In fact, before he arrived, he already knew that a major battle would break out in the Imperial Palace, but he never would have guessed that he would be greeted by a mere pile of rubble.

Where's the Throne Room? Was it destroyed?

Furthermore …

Who's the Demonic Man standing in front of the enormous bronze door?

”Could that be … a demon?!” Lin Xinjue finally stopped in his tracks when this thought flashed through his mind.

The Dragon Protection Squad and the Royal Guards were similarly surprised when Lin Xinjue and the tens of thousands of Palace Garrison Guards appeared in their line of sight. After all, the Palace Garrison Guards were technically barred from entering the Imperial Palace.

But …

Lin Xinjue blatantly brought the Palace Garrison Guards in like this. Is this a rebellion? Or a rescue mission?

In the past, no one would think of the former, but the situation is different now. Under current circumstances, once Lin Xinjue does decide to lead a rebellion, the Great Xia Empire would very well descend into a crisis of unprecedented severity.

”Father, I've come too late. I …” Lin Xinjue blurted his words out quickly after a brief moment of astonishment, but he still swallowed his words when he saw the state of Lin Mubai and Chen Feihua.

Injured?!

Father has been injured! And so has the Imperial Concubine Hua Fei?!

How is this possible? Hua Fei is ranked seventeenth on the Sacred Rankings. What … exactly is going on here?

”What are you here for?” Lin Mubai asked unhesitantly as he glanced at the stunned Lin Xinjue, his eyes flashing with a pinch of coldness.

”I … I heard the ruckus inside the Imperial Palace, and I … I was worried that Father was met with an accident, so I specially brought the Palace Garrison Guards here to rescue you …” LIn Xinjue stammered as he subconsciously gulped several times.

”Rescue? You locked the four gates of the Imperial Palace, abandoned the Flame Capital City, and specially rushed all the way here just to rescue me?” LIn Mubai clenched his fist.

”I … I was afraid there might be traitors …”

”Traitors? Are you referring to your third eldest brother?”

”Father, I …” Lin Xinjue wanted to explain himself, but he could only swallow his words as he met Lin Mubai's piercingly cold gaze.

”What does Your Highness have to fear?” Qian Wu's voice suddenly sounded. His eagle-like eyes gazed at Lin Xinjue who has already turned around to face him, his mouth cracking a patronizing sneer.

”Who are you?” Lin Xinjue frowned and asked instinctively as he looked at Qian Wu standing a short distance away from the Crown Prince Lin Tianrong.

”Oh, I forgot that Your Highness still cannot recognize me, and can only recognize Su Qing. My apologies. But has Su Qing not informed Your Highness of the purpose of my visit to the Imperial Palace?” Qian Wu asked apologetically.

”What ...What do you mean? LIn Xinjue's face turned slightly pale.

”Haha, no need to be alarmed, Your Highness. You'll just have to wait a little longer. Once the Great Xia Emperor dies, the throne would definitely belong to the Crown Prince, or perhaps, even Your Highness!” Qian Wu chuckled.

”Qian Wu, you … What exactly do you want?” Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince Lin Tianrong turned pale as his eyes became bloodshot.

”Is Your Highness unaware of what I'm trying to do?” Qian Wu turned around to face the Crown Prince.

”Could it be that you're thinking of …”

”Of course!” Qian Wu interrupted him even before he could complete his sentence. ”Since ancient times, it was always survival of the fittest, and the strongest of all would become the king. Since both the Crown Prince and King Duan are eyeing the throne, you'll definitely have to battle it out. Isn't this very fair?”

”Fair? You want to elect an obedient puppet to take the throne, don't you?” Lin Tianrong's tone turnde cold as the aura his body exuded became extremely unstable.

”Does Your Highness have to be so direct?” Qian Wu laughed.

”You …” Lin Tianrong's body surged with a violent gush of energy. He clenched his fists tighter than ever before as his eyes flashed with a frightening radiance.

At this point, he was naturally deduced Qian Wu's true intentions.