Volume One: The King's Decree Chapter Ninety-Six: The Art of Deception

Beneath the white jade capital city gathered the Heavenly King of Yanliang Prefecture, Prime Minister Xue of Beiyi Prefecture, Empress Xiao of Xishui Prefecture, Crown Prince Liao Heng of Langya Sword Mountain, Fourth Prince Liao Shu of Bulao Mountain in Beiyi Prefecture, Minister of War Bing Changqingsong, and Eastern Expedition General Cui Ran. Flags of various colors fluttered wildly, heralding the dawn that would bring the dynasty's reckoning.

The King of Qin arrived early at the city wall, standing high above and gazing down. The troubles converging from the nine provinces were apparent, and in the rolling dust not far off, the remnants of Songfu Mountain loomed—ironclad enemies of the Iron Dynasty.

Lord Xun Gongcheng first greeted the bloodied Xun Yong at a side gate. His elder brother was beaten to a pulp, head broken and bleeding, and after the jolting ride in the carriage, he fell into unconsciousness, unaware even upon arrival at the white jade capital.

"Everyone’s come rather early. This city gate only opens for those bearing the king’s decree. Prime Minister Xue, please return," said the guards.

Xue Pàn sneered twice. Among the assembled forces, only his Xue family army remained intact and well-organized. He was already prepared for a forceful assault.

"King of Qin, the late emperor is no longer with us. We old ministers fear trouble in the white jade capital before we arrive. Do you mean to bar my entrance? I have served through three reigns, longer than your tenure," Xue Pàn’s words were airtight, swiftly regaining control of the situation.

"The old fox’s tail is showing. You want to play hardball, but have you seen what you hold? The true lord of Bulao Mountain is the fourth prince. You’re merely a godson at best!" Cui Ran laughed heartily, taking great pleasure in the old fox’s flustered expression.

Bulao Mountain had agreed to aid Xue Pàn out of obligation, but the genuine Bulao force followed the fourth prince. Though few in number, with the presence of the legendary thief, their strength in front of the white jade capital surpassed that of other factions.

While a strong warrior may falter against thousands, maneuvering through the streets was a trivial matter. At such close range, if the legendary thief wished to claim anyone’s life, none could stand in his way.

“What’s the use of bickering here? King of Qin, open the gates swiftly. I want to return home to see if the flowers in the imperial garden still bloom,” Empress Xiao said softly, yet her voice was crystal clear to the king.

Sharp-eyed observers noticed the King of Qin’s outward change—he seemed much younger. Whether from some miraculous elixir or the joy of holding the capital and controlling the nine provinces, his mood was evidently lifted.

The King of Qin signaled to open the gates, allowing the assembly to enter in single file. Aside from their personal guards, the rest of the soldiers were blocked outside and forced to camp beyond the walls.

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