The night was pitch black, with stars sprinkled across the sky.
Duanmu Chen didn't know that Gu Ling had been guarding him for two nights in a row. As soon as he heard the sounds of fighting outside, he immediately got up, took Chang'an, and hid in the secret chamber of the sleeping palace.
"Your Majesty, as Marquis Gu predicted, there are assassins." Chang'an pricked up his ears, but the walls of the secret chamber were thick, and he couldn't hear the commotion outside.
Duanmu Chen sat down, his eyes deep and dark, "It must be Situ Xie's men. The battle is imminent, and he wants to kill me."
At this time, Gu Ling, who was outside, had not yet revealed himself. He hid in a tall, ancient cypress tree, holding his breath and concentrating, quietly observing the assassins.
Initially, only two assassins appeared, blocked by four secret guards. Gu Ling knew that these guards were still from the batch trained by Duanmu Yi.
