None of them spoke, and they all stood there with their hands cupped.
Each of them had been by the Young Emperor's side for countless years, so they did not need to say a word to know what he meant.
A murderous intent rose to the sky.
The thin purple-robed man stepped out of the formation, held the Young Emperor's hand, and sent him into one of the ten Imperial carriages.
The other nine carriages were used to confuse the enemy.
After sending the Young Emperor into the Imperial carriage, the skinny purple-robed man returned and said to Jian Wushuang, "Follow me."
Jian Wushuang did not suspect anything. After exchanging a glance with Chun Qiu, Chen Qing, and the others, he went straight ahead.
When he was pushed into the carriage, Jian Wushuang saw that the Young Emperor was among them.
"Uh..." He was embarrassed and wanted to leave.
