Chapter 4 — Dark Guard Without Dreams

I answered without concealment:

"I am indeed a member of the old Vuong family. After he returned to immortality, I was sent to the Vuong family's side to serve and protect him."

Tieu Nghien Tu heard that and laughed coldly.

“Insolent!”

“Do you think I will believe your devilish words?”

He pointed straight at the magic guard, then pointed to the old guard. Finally, his eyes stopped on me.

“You... intend to band together to deceive me, right?”

The old guard was so scared that his face turned pale, he knelt down on the ground, and continuously begged:

"Your Majesty! Which subordinate dares to deceive you?"

“In the past, my subordinates used to follow the old Vuong family to war, and I knew clearly where Thien Co Cac was located.”

"Now that we have set foot in Jiangnan territory, if we spur our horses quickly, we can arrive in half a day."

“At that time, just ask the current Pavilion Master, all the truth will become clear.”

Tieu Nghien Tu coldly snorted, turned around and got into the carriage.

"Stop! Depart immediately, straight to Thien Co Cac!"

“I hope no one dares to joke with this king!”

As soon as his words ended, Duong Cam Sat quickly pulled his sleeve and said in a coy voice:

"Your Majesty... my body is weak, I was scared just now, the fetus in my belly is not at peace. How about resting for one night and then going, is that okay?"

"If guard Giang is really a man of the old Vuong, of course it won't do you any harm... it's not too late to go tomorrow."

Tieu Nghien Tu this time did not comply as usual, bluntly pushed her hand away.

"If you want to rest, this king can let someone open a private inn. You can stay alone and rest!"

Duong Cam Sat glanced at the assassin's body still lying around, then looked at Tieu Nghien Tu's gloomy face, and finally did not dare to open his mouth anymore.

“No… no need…”

"I... I'm just saying that. If everyone isn't tired, then just continue on our way..."

7

We traveled all night. When we arrived at the gate of Thien Co Cac, it was already dawn. But the two goalkeeper guards made it clear - The owners have retired and do not receive guests. Tieu Nghien Tu became angry on the spot, shouted loudly, and demanded to rush inside. But the two secret guards guarding the gate remained as steady as stone. Even if he revealed his identity, the other two would not budge.

“Sorry, we only accept orders, not people.”

Tieu Nghien Tu was so angry that his face turned red, so he pulled out the token he had secretly hidden from his sleeve.

"Okay! This king won't force you to let him in."

“I just ask — is this item yours?”

"You are the hidden guards of Thien Co Pavilion, you should recognize this thing!"

The two of them remained cold and did not respond, not even bothering to exchange glances. Tieu Nghien Tu was furious. But the guards he brought with him were ordinary people, no match for the secret guards who had been trained since childhood, so they had to temporarily retreat, waiting for the next day. The next day, he woke up before dawn, his eyes were bloodshot, dark circles were clearly visible - obviously he hadn't slept all night. Taking me to the inner courtyard of Thien Co Pavilion, I saw the Pavilion Master sitting in the tea pavilion, leisurely boiling water to make tea.

“The little prince has arrived?”

"That's rare, come on, please sit down."

Tieu Nghien Tu was not polite at all, threw his hand and knocked over the teapot in the Lord's hand, then pushed me forward. y face.

"Don't bother anymore! Look at her! Is she yours or not?"

The owners looked intently at my face, examining it from top to bottom. I clearly felt that next to me, Tieu Nghien Tu was holding his breath, his whole body was tense, his expression was extremely tense. The owner was about to open his mouth when he interrupted him:

"She impersonated your secret guard and stole your command tokens, right?"

The owners sighed softly, shook their heads and replied: Tieu Nghien Tu was startled and took a deep breath.

“Could it be that I said something wrong?”

“Are you really yours?”

The owners slowly opened their mouths:

"Ah, it's not really like that, I just want to say... Thien Co Cac has never used face to recognize people."

Tieu Nghien Tu heard this and immediately became angry:

“Are you kidding me?!”

The owners burst out laughing:

"Forget it, little king, don't be angry, I won't tease you anymore."

“Let this lady make a few gestures to signal Thien Co Pavilion, this seat can confirm.”

Hearing that, I complied and made a few hand movements that were engraved in my mind. The owners nodded in confirmation.

"Twenty-six names, you've been in the Cac since you were five years old, so it's been nearly twenty years, right?"

Tieu Nghien Tu listened, his shoulders slightly drooped, as if he had lost all strength. He grabbed my shoulders tightly, his eyes were red, his voice was hoarse:

"So... all these years you have been quietly by my side, devotedly and diligently, just to carry out my father's will?"

8

I nodded, softly:

“Yes.”

Tieu Nghien Tu let go of his hand in frustration, shook his head and said:

“How is it possible… does this world really have such a central servant?”