Upon hearing Mr. Wuliu's words, Zhang Chen chuckled coldly in his heart, but revealed a hint of interest on his face: "Has the little prince truly forgiven me? Does the prince really value me and not care about my criminal status?"
"The prince is of such stature, how could he be constrained by a mere court document?" Mr. Wuliu stood up, adjusted his clothes, and said, "Come with me."
The two walked out of the courtyard all the way, then Mr. Wuliu summoned over three hundred armored warriors, and they rode towards the ancestral vein of the Prince's Mansion.
Zhang Chen couldn't ride a horse, but since he possessed Dragon Qi, the horse dared not be unruly.
