Kuai Lan Tu’s expression turned dark. His ears were still filled with the buzzing sound of the iron arrow, and he could not figure out which side Gu Yun was standing on. He slightly panicked: "Mar- Marshal, you did not know, due to the Southern Central inspector being placed in the frontier, in order to prevent the mob from rioting, the imperial court had especially allowed one branch of the defensive army..."

Gu Yun: "The defensive armies in this country, except for the imperial army of the Emperor — the others must not use any machinery above Light armor or Cavalry. Even the Heavy Armor of the imperial army cannot exceed six seals — Kuai Lan Tu, was it I who remembered it wrong? Or was it you?”

Kuai Lan Tu shivered.

Of course, he knew that he had stepped over the line, but this was not a grave matter. As long as they could defeat Fu Zhi Cheng and let the Drumming Order be implemented, this would be nothing more than a small offense under a much larger merit. Things had already come to this, there was no turning back anymore: "The traitor is right here, does the Marquis truly want to talk about private soldiers breaking regulation right now?"

Gu Yun frowned, almost appearing as if he wasn't very good at arguing face-to-face. Kuai Lan Tu immediately assumed he had managed to catch this expression flashing across his face, suddenly feeling that the Marquis of Order was not as terrifying as the legend said.

Kuai Lan Tu had nothing to fear, thinking to himself: "In the end, he is simply a young man of nobility. Without the old Marquis' faction, what the hell is one Gu Yun?"

Fu Zhi Cheng furiously shouted: "This Kuai, who did you call a traitor?!"

Kuai Lan Tu raised his voice: "Gentlemen, we have been besieged by the rebels’ force, the best solution right now is to capture their king, not allowing them any room to react! I also ask you all to please control your men, do not let the rebels run astray!"

Fu Zhi Cheng was angry to the point of laughing, causing his already unsightly face to resemble a demon: "Capture me? Go ahead and try!"

As he finished this, Fu Zhi Cheng's elite soldiers took the lead in launching a storm, rushing into the hall of the den from the foothills. The guards of the Southern Frontier Army and the inspector’s private soldiers clashed.

The small Xing Zi Lin nest was instantly crowded.

Shen Yi could not understand why Gu Yun was still pretending to be worthless, sitting and watching the scene. Shaken by the loud screams and shouts, he had almost run down the stairs. But as he turned around, he saw that Chang Geng's face did not change, his arrow never left Gu Yun's surroundings - anyone who dared to approach him would become a meat skewer.