The Orange Prince is up to Shit Again

There was a special building at the centre of the Qilin Guards office. It was the Euphorbia royleana Boiss (horn of a unicorn). All four windows there were closed with only a single door. It was the only room in the Qilin Guards' courtyard which was designed like that.

Their unicorn horn, Liu Shan Men's flying fish pavilion, and the emperor's entourage's yinglong chamber are the same. Only those at the highest ranks in the three respective offices could enter those rooms, and the grounds are usually forbidden from being accessed. They were reserved for discussing highly secretive matters. Trespassers can be killed on the spot, even if they are members of the office.

The unicorn horn room had a guest today.

Long Zaitian allowed another to sit in the seat of the master.

Seated in the captain's seat of the Qilin Guards was a handsome, upright and domineering looking young man. By his side were two people from the martial world. One was dressed like a scholar with his long sword hanging from his waist. The other had a thick back and was a man with a lot of muscle. The two of them stood still, completely unmoving like mountains. The intervals between their breaths were long, clearly indicating that their internal strength was profound, no less than the seventeen hidden dragons.

People of such calibre were a rare find in the capital, so it was even more surprising that the young man had two by his side.

Long Zaitian revealed a smile which was intended to kiss up to the individual. He personally handed him a cup of tea: "I was able to teach that Song Ou a lesson yesterday thanks to you, your highness. I am sincerely thankful for how much you look after me, your highness!"

The young man sitting in the seat of the unicorn horn was the second son of the current emperor, the orange prince, Li Chengzhi. And the two by his side were none other than the leader of Hua Shan, Jia Yunfeng, and the Cold Temple deserter, Xiang Batian.

The orange prince didn't take the cup of tea. He instead pointed to the table to indicate to Long Zaitian who obediently placed it onto the table.

"Sure. We'll humiliate him during the day and then knock on his door at night. We'll torture them day and night. I'd like to see them act tough after that!" The orange prince had an evil exhilarated look in his eyes like a cat that was toying with a mouse, "Those cowards from Liu Shan Men took advantage of the fact that my father shields them to hit me. Captain Long, you did well. Continue to send men there to beat them up until they stop acting arrogant."

Long Zaitian laughed in a flattered tone: "You are too kind, your highness. I have always hated Liu Shan Men. I just could not find an opportunity to vent. Your intervention actually helped me a lot, your highness. You did not see how pitiful, sad and wronged that Song Ou bastard looked after the conference ended!"

The two of them looked at each other as they laughed.

However, after a moment, Long Zaitian suddenly hesitantly said: "It is just……"

Seeing Long Zaitian hesitate to speak, the orange prince grumbled: "Do you have speaking issues?"

Long Zaitian chuckled, but didn't come out with it. He instead took a round-about way: "Your highness, I share your hatred for Liu Shan Men, and we have cooperated many times on minor and major matters, can I consider myself a close friend of yours now?"

The orange prince daggered him quickly, then let out a strange laughed and said: