119: I'm bowing to you, do you dare to accept it?

Although the Crown Prince was also a Martial Artist, he came in a hurry and didn't even bring a weapon.

Coupled with the difference in their Realms, he was directly beheaded by the guard captain, unable to even put up a decent fight.

The crowd was once again in an uproar.

If it hadn't happened right before their eyes, they wouldn't have even imagined such an absurd thing could occur.

In a single day, the Emperor died, the Crown Prince died, and an incredibly powerful demon also perished.

Jiang Lan now truly looked at this Ninth Prince in a new light.

He had originally just chosen someone bold, but he didn't expect him to be good in other aspects as well.

The Ninth Prince turned to look at Jiang Lan.

Jiang Lan said softly, "When this is over, come find me at the Demon Suppression Division."

The Ninth Prince was respectful.

"Yes!"

Jiang Lan didn't linger and directly walked out of the Golden Luan Hall.

With the Ninth Prince newly ascended to the throne, there would certainly be a lot of matters for him to handle.

There was no use for him to remain there.

Moreover, the guard captain had already pledged his loyalty.

Aside from Jiang Lan, he could practically be said to be the strongest person in the entire imperial palace.

So even if he left, Jiang Lan wasn't worried that anything would happen.

He walked directly out of the imperial palace along the way.

This time, unlike when he arrived, the path was unobstructed, and no one stopped him.

Leaving the imperial palace, he arrived at the Inner City streets.

Although there weren't many people on the streets, there was nothing unusual; it was still a scene of peace and prosperity, with the country at peace and the people content.

After all, information was slow to travel, and the events in the imperial palace had not yet reached the Inner City.

Checking the sky, Jiang Lan walked towards the outskirts of the Inner City.

He had originally thought about going to the real estate agency, but it seemed he wouldn't need to now.

He had helped the Ninth Prince so much; asking for a residence wouldn't be too much, would it?

A moment later, in front of the White Tiger Gate in the Inner City.

The guards at the gate had not yet rotated; they were the same ones Jiang Lan had seen when he entered the city earlier.

The guard who had spoken to Jiang Lan before, seeing him emerge, quickly cupped his hands and said, "Sir."

"Mm," Jiang Lan replied indifferently.

The guard asked, "Sir, weren't you going into the city to eliminate demons? Is it already done so quickly?"

Jiang Lan smiled.

"It's done."

"Thank you, Sir, for eliminating the calamity for the people of our capital city."

"Calamity... I suppose so..."

Responding, Jiang Lan said no more and walked directly out of the city.

Returning to the Demon Suppression Division, he arrived at the entrance of Lin Hong Hall.

Jiang Lan pushed the door open and entered.

Inside, Gu Yan'er was seated in front of the tea table.

Seeing that it was Jiang Lan returning, she hurriedly stood up.

"Benefactor, you're back."

"Mm," Jiang Lan walked to the table, sat opposite Gu Yan'er, and said, "I've avenged you."

Gu Yan'er didn't react for a moment, only thinking that Jiang Lan had agreed to help her, and exclaimed with delight, "Thank you, Benefactor."

Seeing Gu Yan'er's expression, Jiang Lan knew that she had misunderstood.

Jiang Lan spoke again.

"What I mean is, your father's revenge, I have already completed."

Gu Yan'er's almond-shaped eyes widened in astonishment, and her small mouth was slightly agape.

"Completed?"

"Mm, the Emperor is dead. I killed him."

Jiang Lan's answer was very concise, but when it fell into Gu Yan'er's ears, it was like a raging storm.

The Emperor is dead?

But Jiang Lan had clearly left with her in the morning!

Although they had separated after entering the Demon Suppression Division.

But how much time had passed since then?

Two hours?

No, at most, it was only an hour and a half.

If someone told her that someone could kill the current Emperor in an hour and a half and then return as if nothing had happened, Gu Yan'er would probably think that person had gone mad.

But looking into Jiang Lan's eyes, Gu Yan'er inexplicably felt a sense of trust deep down.

It was as if there was nothing in this world that he couldn't accomplish.

However, even so, to say that she completely believed it was still unrealistic.

Jiang Lan had no intention of explaining, only saying, "Wait, the new Emperor will come over this afternoon."

"Ah?"

...In the evening, just as dusk fell.

Jiang Lan lay on the soft couch behind Lin Hong Hall, his eyes slightly closed, seemingly asleep.

Gu Yan'er, on the other hand, stood by his side, wondering what she was thinking.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door outside, and then the door was directly pushed open.

"Boss! This is bad! Someone's here to see you, claiming to be the current Emperor!"

Yu Zhi's voice came from beyond the screen.

Jiang Lan opened his eyes.

"I know, just let him in."

Saying that, Jiang Lan got up from the couch and said to the stunned Gu Yan'er beside him, "Let's go."

After speaking, he led Gu Yan'er around the screen.

Yu Zhi stood at the door, looking bewildered.

"Boss, that's the Emperor! Aren't you going out to greet him?"

Jiang Lan waved his hand, "Just tell him to come in."

"This..."

Yu Zhi hesitated for a moment, then finally gritted his teeth, "I'll go right away!"

After speaking, he scurried out of the hall.

Jiang Lan, meanwhile, led Gu Yan'er to sit behind the tea table.

Gu Yan'er looked nervous.

In contrast, Jiang Lan's expression, if not completely blank, could be described as calm and composed, as if he didn't consider the Emperor's visit a big deal at all.

Before long, several figures appeared at the door.

They were the Ninth Prince, and several guards whom Jiang Lan had seen earlier in the Golden Luan Hall.

Beside the Ninth Prince, there was also an old man with white hair and a dark-patterned white robe.

Jiang Lan also recognized this person.

It was the Director of the Demon Suppression Division, Zhou Buqing.

Standing at the door, the Ninth Prince and Jiang Lan exchanged glances.

After thinking for a moment, he waved his hand, dismissing the surrounding guards, and only brought Zhou Buqing into Lin Hong Hall.

Jiang Lan stood up and bowed to Zhou Buqing.

"Demon Suppression Envoy Jiang Lan greets the Director."

Zhou Buqing's gaze was complex.

He was, after all, the Director of the Demon Suppression Division, and he had just learned what had happened.

When he first promoted Jiang Lan, he only thought he had found a good prospect, just one with a heavy Killing Intent.

But he didn't expect Jiang Lan's Killing Intent to be truly too heavy, did he?

Killing the current Emperor and establishing a new one?

To be honest, when he heard the news, Zhou Buqing thought it was a joke.

Even as a joke, it shouldn't be made like this!

Jiang Lan's gaze turned to the Ninth Prince.

No, it should be said, the current Emperor.

"Demon Suppression Envoy Jiang Lan greets Your Majesty."

The Emperor was startled and instinctively moved aside to avoid Jiang Lan's bow.

Jiang Lan dared to bow, but he didn't dare to accept it.

Who knew if, with one wrong move, Jiang Lan might just kill him as easily as slaughtering a chicken?

The Emperor's voice was a bit dry as he said, "Dispense... dispense with the formalities..."

Jiang Lan extended his hand, pointing to the round stool opposite the tea table.

"Sit."

The Emperor didn't hesitate at all and sat directly on the stool.

Zhou Buqing hesitated for a moment, then also sat down.

Jiang Lan gave Gu Yan'er a look.

Gu Yan'er immediately understood, pouring the brewed tea into cups and placing them in front of everyone.

Jiang Lan played with his teacup and looked at the Emperor, asking, "Do you know why I called you here?"

The Emperor's hand, reaching for the teacup, trembled slightly.

He shook his head.

"I hope esteemed sir will enlighten me."