Ye Chunqiu left the military camp, followed Ibrahim Pasha into the carriage, and went directly to the palace located on the side of the strait.

It was already evening, accompanied by the dark sky, the palace was already brightly lit, and many people were dressed in uniform and entered the palace one after another.

Ibrahim Pasha led Ye Chunqiu in, but said, "You are the most honorable guest, and the banquet has not started yet, so please go there first and have a rest."

Ibrahim Pasha said, pointing to the corner of the palace. Ye Chunqiu did not doubt his appearance. What he came with him this time was just a general translation.

After entering this slightly quiet villa, Ibrahim Pasha saluted and said, "Please wait here, I will go to the Sultan first."

After saying that, Ibrahim Pasha took a step and was about to turn around and leave, at this moment...

"Let's go." Ye Chunqiu, who had been silent, suddenly shouted fiercely.

Ibrahim Pasha was stunned for a moment, then smiled at Ye Chunqiu, and said calmly: "Is there anything else to do with Your Highness?"

"You can accompany me here first." Ye Chunqiu said with a smile.

Ibrahim Pasha's heart skipped a moment. He knew very well that it would not take long before Shahin would come with the warrior. No, it should be that Shahin had already been ambushed outside with many people. The longer he stayed here, the more critical the situation would be. If the chaos arose later, his life would be very likely to be insured.

Ibrahim Pasha hurriedly said, "The Sultan said, "I asked His Highness to come to the palace and asked me to report."

Ye Chunqiu suddenly laughed strangely, and said in a cold voice: "No, I have already said, you must stay."

Ibrahim Pasha's face suddenly changed. He suddenly realized that Ye Chunqiu's expression suddenly became unkind.

Ibrahim Pasha suddenly felt panic in her heart, and she didn't dare to think about it anymore, so she just pulled her legs and was about to leave.

Ye Chunqiu suddenly slapped the table and grabbed Ibrahim Pasha at a very fast speed.

Ibrahim Pasha immediately shouted, "What are you...what are you going to do?"

"What am I going to do?" Ye Chunqiu's face was filled with murderous intent, and he said coldly: "Do you think I don't know?"

Ibrahim Pasha wanted to break free from Ye Chunqiu's hands, but where could he break free from Ye Chunqiu?

Ye Chunqiu's body refining technique has long been perfect. Not to mention one Ibrahim Pasha, even if one hundred people come, he will not be afraid.

Ibrahim Pasha looked at Ye Chunqiu with a stern face and couldn't help but tremble, saying with a little trembling feeling in her mouth: "What do you... do you know?"

The next moment, Ye Chunqiu kicked him over to the ground, scaring the general translator to hide in panic. Ye Chunqiu turned his head and stared at him coldly, and then he stuttered to Ye Chunqiu.

Ye Chunqiu said: "I know you have never served me. How cunning is a person like Sultan? If he can be today, he must have crawled out of the sea of ​​blood. He must have stood out from dozens of princes. He must be more ruthless than others and more useless means than others. How can a person who even kills all his brothers easily believe others? He will not believe me, nor will he believe you. With his cunning, how can he not conquer you? So I have known that you promised to obey me before me, but in fact, he has been monitoring me under his orders."

Ibrahim Pasha smiled coldly as if trying to calm himself down, and said, "So what, you...you have entered here and are dead. In the vicinity, hundreds or thousands of the most elite warriors have been ambushed, and they will soon..."

Ye Chunqiu's expression remained unchanged and said disdainfully: "This time I was asked to enter the palace, I am afraid I wanted to take this opportunity to kill me. I have an old saying in the Ming Dynasty, "It is said that if you see Lu with your own eyes, you will definitely tell the Sultan everything. This... is enough to make them have thoughts. Only by killing me can the new army be without a leader, and can the new army suddenly attack my new army, and take this opportunity to seize all the wealth and secrets of Lu. This... is not wrong. Since you have made up your mind, you said there are many warriors outside, I believe it deeply..."

"You...you let me go, I will come to the Sultan and beg him to spare your life." Although Ibrahim Pashagan tried hard to remain calm, he was still frightened.

Ye Chunqiu laughed and said, "Haha, do you think it's possible? Do you know why I want to keep you?"

Ibrahim Pasha was stunned, and he thought to himself that this was naturally revenge.

Ye Chunqiu said, "Now that I have reached this point, I might as well tell you that I am just trying to attract someone to come. Do you think I can't live? You are wrong. I can live, but you... are dead."

Ibrahim Pasha looked shocked. He wanted to use himself as bait and attract whom?

Is it the Sultan?

How is this... possible? Sudan will never appear here.

He looked up at Ye Chunqiu, but saw Ye Chunqiu suddenly sat down, and then said to the translator: "You are so happy here, don't be afraid. No matter what happens later, you don't have to worry. I will save your life."

Sure enough, after a while, noisy footsteps came from outside. Suddenly, the gate was knocked open, but the vast Ottoman guard rushed in.

They were about to take action, but Ye Chunqiu slowly pulled out the Polu Sword on his waist, and the tip of the sword directly pressed against Ibrahim Pasha on the ground.

Ibrahim Pasha is the chief guard of the Sultan's bedroom, and he is also the Sultan's playmate since childhood. Naturally, he has great authority in this palace.

These guards never expected that Ibrahim Pasha had not left yet, and even fell into Ye Chunqiu's hands.

But after all, they were just small warriors, but they were also afraid of taking responsibility, so they looked at each other, fearing that their extreme actions would kill Ibrahim Pasha's life.

Obviously, they cannot do such things.

Outside this hole, there were densely packed with people, countless warriors, each holding their own swords, full of murderous aura, but suddenly, it became quiet here.

Countless murderous eyes fell on Ye Chunqiu's body, and Ye Chunqiu is naturally unable to fly now.

However, Ye Chunqiu's performance was not in a hurry at all, and even had a calm smile on his face and a calm expression.
Chapter completed!