"Shut up!" Before the young man finished speaking, he was interrupted loudly by the old man: "Don't say these words again in the future. Just pretend that the incident never happened and let him go!"

After hearing the words, the young man did not dare to refute the old man's words, and reluctantly put down the sword in his hand.

"Bah!" The young man took a "bah" at Li Zhi and said, "You're lucky, if the master hadn't been here today, I would have cut you into pieces!"

"Haha..." Li Zhi heard this and laughed dryly.

Then, he bowed to the old man and said, "I would like to thank you for your magnanimity. I wonder what your name is?"

After hearing this, the old man stroked his beard and said with great energy: "Speaking of which, I have some connections with you. I am a swordsman from the Prince Association. My surname is Wang, Yue, and my last name is An Rui."

When Li Zhi heard this, he was shocked. Wang Yue's name was like a thunder in his ears, and later generations spoke highly of him. Some people even described him as the first general of the Three Kingdoms.

Li Zhi didn't expect that he would meet Wang Yue, and he didn't know whether it was good luck or bad luck.

However, Li Zhi breathed a long sigh of relief. At least the assassins did not dare to enter here, and his safety was guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Li Zhi flattered Wang Yue and said flatteringly: "It turns out that the prince is in person. The prince is well-known. The junior Li...Liu Zhao has met the prince."

Li Zhi was so anxious that he almost revealed his real name.

However, what Li Zhi didn't expect was that Wang Yue heard his sick words.

Wang Yue narrowed his eyes and asked Li Zhi: "I am an old friend of your father, so my nephew doesn't need to be so polite."

Then, Wang Yue changed his words: "But...I heard that your father passed away a year ago. If you don't observe mourning at home, what are you doing here?"

Li Zhi was stunned when he heard this and asked in confusion: "Did the prince remember it wrong?

My father passed away decades ago, and the younger generation has never met my father, so I am my father’s posthumous son.”

After saying that, Li Zhi broke into a cold sweat in his heart and secretly exclaimed: "It's so dangerous, so dangerous... Fortunately, I know about Liu Chong's deeds, otherwise, it would be really troublesome.

It seems that the slip of the tongue I just made made Wang Yue suspicious, so I have to be careful."

While Li Zhi was thinking about it, Wang Yue suddenly asked: "Why is nephew Li Xian being hunted down?"

When Li Zhi heard this, he shook his head and said distressedly: "My nephew doesn't know either.

Those people suddenly appeared. If my nephew hadn't run so fast, he might have become their victim.

Judging from their appearance, they look like they have received specialized... eh?"

Having said this, Li Zhi instantly raised his head and looked at Wang Yue, his eyes full of surprise.

Seeing Li Zhi's expression, Wang Yue walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and asked with a smile: "Why don't you speak, my nephew Li Xian?!"
Chapter completed!