Inside the Forbidden City, Yu Jianji, who had ascended to the top of the Hongwu Gate, was standing on the wall, looking faraway towards the direction of Yuhuatai, where one large and six small, seven void black knives were hovering, and the vortex cloud that had covered half of the Nanjing City.
In his eyes, there was only a sense of bewilderment: "Mr. Fulong, you were clearly here for Li Zhetian, so why are you standing by this time?"
"I'm not here for him, but for your safety, Your Highness."
Helian Fulong clasped his hands behind his back, and his captivation was cold: "Unless I'm certain I can inflict heavy damage or kill the Knife Demon, it's pointless to attack rashly. That would only attract Li Zhetian's attention to you, Your Highness, which would result in triggering a hornet's nest."
Yu Jianji frowned: "But this man has shown hostility towards The Court several times. During the chaos caused by Lin Ziyang, he appeared in front of Earl Chengyi's mansion."
