Along the way, Shen Han continued to lean on the edges to advance.
Before long, he had reached the outer perimeter of the main house.
He could feel the presence of many people around, but there was no one inside the main house.
Without much hesitation, Shen Han walked along the wall, directly standing before the door of the house.
Just as he touched the main door, Shen Han immediately sensed something was wrong.
Suddenly, people around him surged forward.
Dozens of torches were lit one after another, brightly illuminating the entire courtyard of the main house.
During this, if Shen Han wanted to leave, he could still do so very easily.
But with a sinking thought, instead, he pushed open the door, pulled a chair over, and sat down, waiting for them to come.
In a moment, a circle of soldiers surrounded the courtyard of the main house, three layers inside and out.
And a few people, escorted by others, walked into the courtyard.
The younger one among them was the Young Master of Bai Zijing, the Third Prince of Lingxiu Country.
This mansion, this main house, was his residence.
Walking into the courtyard, the Third Prince approached slightly and glanced at Shen Han.
His face revealed a touch of worry and fear.
Then he suddenly knelt before the newcomer.
"Father Emperor, do you believe your son now? Look at this person before you.
Not to mention my mansion guards, even the experts you sent didn’t notice him.
He came to my doorstep without anyone knowing.
If I hadn’t received some news earlier, tonight, I might have been separated from you forever..."
The terror on the Third Prince’s face seemed genuine.
A glance and one would really think he was frightened.
The person he knelt to was the Sovereign of Lingxiu Country.
At this moment, his face looked very displeased.
The guards around were very tactful and had already brought chairs for the high-ranking figures to sit.
Beside the Sovereign was Lingxiu Country’s National Preceptor.
"Old Third, send someone to call your elder brother, he should know my bottom line.
No matter how you children fight or struggle, I don’t want to intervene too much.
But acts of assassination, wanting to kill a brother or annihilate a sibling, I will never allow!"
The Lingxiu Sovereign’s eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness.
In the previous generation’s sovereign disputes, this current sovereign had killed brothers and siblings.
Perhaps because he himself had committed such abhorrent acts, he didn’t wish to see such tragedies among his children.
Towards brothers turning assassins, he would even remove that son from the line of succession to the sovereign position.
At this moment, Shen Han stood quietly at the main house door, watching everything unfold.
Shen Han clearly understood that he had fallen into a trap.
The pretext of fetching a document was merely an excuse.
He had become a pawn in a scheme to frame someone.
As they waited, the National Preceptor of Lingxiu Country stepped forward a few steps, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Shen Han.
For a while, he gathered his thoughts.
Returning to the Lingxiu Sovereign’s side, he spoke:
"As the Third Prince said, this person’s aura is as elusive as a ghost, even I find it hard to detect.
If he were to assassinate, the danger is self-evident.
He might indeed succeed."
The National Preceptor’s words added to the Third Prince’s fearful expression.
Now, it seemed, the accusation that the Eldest Prince sent someone to assassinate was more believable.
The Lingxiu Sovereign, seated in the center, appeared increasingly displeased.
He turned his gaze to Shen Han and asked sternly.
"Speak for yourself, to avoid more suffering, and perhaps spare you a swift end."
As he spoke, the Lingxiu Sovereign also stood up, approaching Shen Han.
"When I was young, I was often called a tyrant, saying I was too ruthless.