The bustling and festive banks of the Luo River suddenly descended into chaos.
Panicked shouts, heart - rending cries, and splashes into the water mingled in a cacophony. The entire Luo River seemed to be boiling, a chaotic and bloody mess.
Countless assassins emerged out of thin air. Ignoring the layers of defenses, they charged straight towards the high platform.
The assassins, dressed as ordinary civilians, shouted at the top of their lungs, "Kill the tyrant dog!"
"Brothers, kill this cruel and heartless tyrant dog. Charge!"
A rain of arrows rained down like a violent storm. Groans of pain, cries of fear, and desperate pleas for help echoed one after another.
The people on the high platform clearly hadn't expected this. In an instant, they became easy targets.
The Queen Mother, who was usually as calm as a mountain, now had a face full of disbelief and shock.
Her eyes were filled with incredulity, suspicion, and deep pain.
Sixth Prince died right in front of her eyes.
Everything had been well - arranged. How could there be an accident?
Even if there was an accident, it should have been Jun Wuyuan. Why was it the Sixth Prince?
Were these really just ordinary assassins?
A sense of unease swept over the Queen Mother. One after another, the guards beside her fell.
She no longer had the time to figure out what was going on with this strange assassination. She quickly got off the high platform under the protection of her guards.
The Royal Guards around the high platform drew their swords to defend and fight the enemy. The whole high platform was in complete disarray.
Severed limbs and flying blood filled the air. The strong smell of blood spread everywhere. Endless fear and panic made it seem like the end of the world.
Ling Shan was almost scared to death. From the moment the Sixth Prince heroically took an arrow to his death - glaring eyes, it was just the blink of an eye.
That arrogant young man, who seemed to think that the Wang family was the most powerful in the world, didn't even make it through today.
However, even though Ling Shan had guessed that today would be chaotic.
When faced with the flying blood and the nauseating smell of blood filling her nostrils, she still couldn't help but be so scared that her body went stiff.
Amidst the endless screams, Ling Shan huddled under a chair and started thinking about how to escape...
The Queen Mother had taken away nearly half of the Royal Guards, and the assassins seemed to be targeting Jun Wuyuan, the tyrant.
They seemed determined to tear the tyrant limb from limb.
On the high platform, there were not only Jun Wuyuan but also some court officials. There weren't many, but they couldn't just leave like the Queen Mother.
They had to at least pretend to be loyal and protect the emperor. Moreover, they didn't think these assassins could really break through the Royal Guards and the Jinwu Guards...
Well... the Sixth Prince was just unlucky.
Dying and getting a loyal and heroic title for saving the emperor was considered a worthy death.
Most of the officials left on the high platform were from the Wang family's faction, which further proved that Grand Tutor Wang controlled the court.
But at this moment, the outnumbered Royal Guards were steadily losing ground. The court officials finally panicked.
Rationally, they knew they should rush forward to protect the emperor, even if it was just for show. But when it came to life - and - death, who wasn't afraid of being sacrificed like the Sixth Prince?
Even Wang Yuyao was stunned by this sudden change.
Today's assassination was supposed to injure or even seriously wound Jun Wuyuan, so that he could learn what to say and what not to do. The Wang family had helped him rise from a discarded prince in the cold palace to the throne, and they could also make him fall.
However, the assassins did appear, but the time was advanced.
Most importantly, it happened just when his Sixth Prince was being "encouraged" by Jun Wuyuan. A cold arrow suddenly came.
Sixth Prince, his grandson, died right in front of his eyes while "saving the emperor".
But as the powerful Zhongshu Ling and Grand Tutor of the Great Yan, Wang Yuyao didn't even have time to grieve.
His strong rationality and cold - bloodedness allowed him to issue orders naturally in a short time.
He began to mobilize the guards and evacuate the common people. The banks of the river were filled with shoving people. He didn't know if there were still assassins hiding among them.
He also didn't know what was going on with the people arranged by his third son.
Unfortunately, these assassins didn't give Wang Yuyao time to think. The nearby killing and the overwhelming sense of death enveloped him...
The whole high platform was in complete chaos. Seeing the tyrant protected by so many people, the assassins went berserk.
They not only killed the Royal Guards but also the court officials.
In just a short while, several ministers from the Wang family's faction died here.
In the chaos, Wang Yuyao, who was already old, suffered even more.
Then, by chance, he was accidentally tripped by Jun Wuyuan while the latter was dodging the assassins. A shining long sword landed right in front of him, just a hair's breadth away.
In a split - second, Wang Yuyao first saw the fleeting fear and panic in those turbid eyes.
Then, intense anger and malevolence emerged.
This assassination was either someone taking advantage of the chaos or someone pretending to be weak to catch them off guard.
But no matter what, he was sure that Jun Wuyuan, this young wolf cub, was really showing his fangs at them.
"Sorry, I was really too scared and didn't see the Grand Tutor. Are you okay, Grand Tutor?"
Jun Wuyuan apologized to Wang Yuyao without much sincerity. His tone was as calm as if the assassins around were just performing.
The fall and the scare made Wang Yuyao breathe heavily. His face turned pale and green.
"However, I entrusted the protection of myself during the Dragon Boat Festival to the Grand Tutor. The Grand Tutor has always been efficient in handling affairs. Why did something go wrong on such an important day?"
As if he thought Wang Yuyao's face wasn't ugly enough, Jun Wuyuan took advantage of the gap created by the Wang family's guards fighting desperately and said,
"Grand Tutor, I've always respected and trusted you. I've entrusted my safety to you, but..."
[This old guy is really lucky. He didn't die even after such a fall. Is that assassin a fool? He can't even hit an old man who has lost his mobility. He should go home and grow sweet potatoes!]
Ling Shan happened to be hiding under a chair not far away. She accidentally let out a soft laugh.
Unfortunately, she met Jun Wuyuan's cold stare.
Her heart skipped a beat. On impulse, she hesitantly raised her hand to say hello.
[Stupid goose.]
"I'm really disappointed!"
Wang Yuyao felt a surge in his throat and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
He, disappointed?
What did this unscathed person have to be disappointed about?
The more Wang Yuyao listened, the more his chest heaved. He rolled his eyes and finally fainted.
The Wang family's attendants quickly reacted. They bowed to Jun Wuyuan and then hurriedly took the fainted Wang Yuyao away.
On the high platform, some people were fleeing, the assassins were approaching menacingly, and the Royal Guards were falling one by one. Only a few were left.
Ling Shan was about to sneak away when, unexpectedly, someone grabbed her by the back of her collar.
Ah—
She didn't want to be a scapegoat—