117: Chapter 117 The sword energy surged like a tornado, instantly annihilating the assassins.

"However, This Gu has always been devoted to the Dao of Martial Arts, and I have little interest in such romantic affairs."

"Women will only affect the speed at which This Gu draws his saber."

Chu Li's smile stiffened for a moment, and the sinister look in his eyes deepened.

He did not expect Gu Han to refuse so bluntly, and to refuse so thoroughly.

This Gu Han was simply impervious to reason!

"Commander Gu is truly an interesting person."

Chu Li suppressed the surging anger in his heart and said with a dry laugh.

"However, Commander Gu bears a heavy responsibility and is always concerned about the safety of the capital. This Prince deeply admires that."

"In that case, Commander Gu must be well aware of the current situation of the Zhenwu Division, right?"

He changed the subject, his tone carrying a hint of subtle implication.

"Although the Zhenwu Division is the personal army of Your Majesty, its Foundation is in the capital."

"In the capital, the forces are intertwined and complex; it is not as calm as it appears on the surface."

"Take the Blood God Cult, for example; it appears to be causing chaos, but in reality, it is merely the tip of the iceberg."

"Have you ever thought about how many massive interests and intricate relationships are entangled behind it, Commander Gu?"

"If you rely solely on yourself, Commander Gu, I fear you will lack the strength to cope, and the treacherous officials in the imperial court will attack and hinder you from time to time."

"They might even frame you in secret."

Gu Han's eyes flickered, and he sneered in his heart.

Chu Li was making a naked threat, while also attempting to lure him.

His implication was nothing more than saying that the Zhenwu Division was not the sole power in the capital.

It might even be unable to protect itself, and only by aligning with him, the Second Prince, could it gain a foothold in this capital.

"This Gu has heard a little of what the Second Prince has said."

Gu Han's voice remained steady, yet it carried an unshakable resilience.

"However, what the Zhenwu Division seeks is only the peace of the capital and for the common people to live and work in contentment."

"As for those monsters and demons hidden in the dark, no matter who they are, as long as they dare to shake the Foundation of the capital,"

"The Zhenwu Division will naturally strike with thunderous force and uproot them completely!"

"Moreover, those treacherous people are all low-lifes who cannot be brought into the light."

"Your Majesty is so wise that he will certainly not let these treacherous officials succeed."

The decisiveness in his words was like a drawn blade, instantly tearing through the remaining flirtatious atmosphere in the hall.

The dancers' steps faltered slightly, and the fragrance permeating the air seemed to be tainted with a hint of blood.

At the same time, Gu Han kept mentioning Emperor Yuanwu.

This made Chu Li very unhappy.

Then, Chu Li's expression sank completely.

His eyes, which should have been gentle, were now like two burning ghost fires, staring fixedly at Gu Han.

"Commander Gu's words have truly made this Prince look at you with new eyes."

Chu Li's tone was gloomy, his voice carrying suppressed anger.

"However, does Commander Gu know that in this capital, some things cannot be turned around by one person's strength?"

He suddenly raised his hand, pointing to the surroundings of the hall, his tone filled with arrogance.

"Has Commander Gu noticed that my mansion has more than just these twelve Mortal Transformation Realm death soldiers?"

"In this capital, my people are everywhere."

"From the Imperial Guards to the Six Ministries, from merchants to Jianghu forces, all have my eyes and ears."

"This Prince only needs one word to make the entire capital tremble!"

Chu Li's words exploded in the hall like rolling thunder.

The dancers were terrified, their faces pale, kneeling on the ground and trembling.

The twelve Mortal Transformation Realm death soldiers had a fierce red light in their eyes, and the dark blue light on their blades was as piercing as reality.

Gu Han's expression did not change, he only curled his lips into a deeper sneer.

He glanced calmly at the attendant in black.

The attendant still wore that fake smile on his face.

But deep in his eyes, a trace of imperceptible worry flashed.

"The Second Prince truly has good methods."

Gu Han's voice was cold, like ice in midwinter, without a trace of warmth.

"However, This Gu only knows that the Zhenwu Division's duty is to maintain the peace of the capital."

"No matter who it is, if they dare to disrupt the order of the capital and violate the laws of Great Chu, they will suffer the thunderous wrath of the Zhenwu Division!"

He stood up abruptly, his saber emitting a clear Dragon roar, and the Dragon patterns on the hilt seemed to come alive under the lamplight.

A sharp killing intent spread like reality, instantly filling the entire hall, rivaling Chu Li's oppressive pressure.

"If the Second Prince truly cares for the people of the capital, you should focus your energy on eradicating the Blood God Cult and other such evil spirits."

"Instead of indulging in mere verbal sparring here!"

Gu Han's eyes were like torches, staring straight at Chu Li, his tone carrying a hint of impatience.

"This Commander has other important matters to attend to, so I will not stay here any longer."

"This Gu does not have the fortune to enjoy the charm of these singers and dancers."

After saying this, he turned around without hesitation and strode outward.

The red light in Chu Li's eyes flared, and his anger was like a volcano about to erupt, nearly breaking through his reason.

He slammed his hand on the armrest, and the bronze armrest cracked instantly.

"Gu Tian,"

"Do not be unappreciative."

"Are you truly so stubborn?"

Chu Li roared, his voice containing True Qi, shaking the entire hall and making it hum.

The twelve Mortal Transformation Realm death soldiers instantly turned into twelve ghost-like afterimages, blocking all exits of the hall, their blades flickering with cold killing intent.

Gu Han's footsteps paused slightly, but he did not turn back, only sneering.

"Stubborn?"

His voice was flat, yet it carried an air of arrogance that looked down upon the world.

"In this capital, the only one who can make This Gu show respect is Your Majesty."

"As for Your Highness, forgive This Gu for being unable to comply."

Before his voice faded, Gu Han continued to walk forward.

Chu Ming, who was by his side, immediately followed.

Gu Han's steps did not stop, and the clear sound of the token at his waist colliding with his saber was like the funeral bell of the Grim Reaper, echoing in the brightly lit hall.

Gu Han did not take that group of death soldiers to heart.

Gu Han acted as if he did not see them, walking straight forward, each step treading on Chu Li's heart, stirring up bursts of fury.

"Gu Tian, you are courting death!"

Chu Li's roar tore through the air.

All the lights in the hall were suddenly extinguished, leaving only the dark blue light on the blades, illuminating the faces of the twelve Mortal Transformation Realm death soldiers like fierce ghosts.

They were no longer death soldiers, but more like manipulated Puppets, their eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light, locking onto Gu Han.

"Chu Ming, step back a bit."

Gu Han's voice was calm, yet carried an unquestionable power.

He gripped the hilt with his five fingers, and the Heavenly Prison True Qi surged in his Meridians like raging waves.

The blade hummed softly, and a chilling killing intent spread from him as the center in all directions.

It intertwined and collided with the killing intent of the twelve death soldiers, emitting an invisible roar.

At the same time, Gu Han turned to look at Chu Li.

"What is the meaning of this, Your Highness?"

Gu Han raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, his eyes fixed on Chu Li.

Chu Ming felt that suffocating killing intent, his pupils shrank, and he subconsciously retreated behind Gu Han.

He knew that Gu Han was about to get serious.

"Do you think this bunch of trash is worthy of stopping me?"

Gu Han sneered, his figure moving like the wind, the long saber in his hand drawn from its scabbard, the cold light like lightning, instantly tearing through the darkness.