Shen Yi blinked hard, suddenly there was an ominous premonition rising up in his heart.

The Marquis ordered four Black Iron Camp soldiers to move a box as large as a house post, then marched over to Chang Geng's place with vigor. When passing by the patch of mint that he had wrecked the night before, Gu Yun picked another leaf and put it in his mouth, not caring that its sharp edge was digging into his lips, he blew a melody that he invented himself, as if to declare from afar that he had descended for a visit.

As a result, as one of his feet had just entered Chang Geng's courtyard door, he was immediately greeted with a murderous long sword flying towards him. The servant nearby carrying a tea tray screamed out in fright, the tray and everything on it shattered to pieces as it dropped onto the ground.

Gu Yun's wrist fired a blade the size of a palm in an instant. Suppressing the sword Chang Geng was holding, its whole body slipped out like a fish. The two sharp edges came into contact, creating a high-pitched screeching sound. However, after Gu Yun flexed his fingers, Chang Geng's wrist suddenly went numb and he nearly had to let go of the long sword, forcing him to retreat.

Gu Yun retracted the blade back to the wristband, and with both hands behind his back, he smiled and said: "What has irritated Your Highness so early in the morning? No matter, you can put all of your anger on your subject."

Chang Geng: "..."

This man surnamed Gu might think that he was coming to apologize, but unfortunately, no matter how one would look at it, it appeared as if he came especially to pick a fight.

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The sky was not yet bright but his big brother was already doing sword training. Ge Pang Xiao had already prepared a mouthful of sugar-coated praises. Unexpectedly, this situation already unfolded before he had the chance to, and he was scared to death as he stood motionlessly on the side, not daring to breathe out.

Chang Geng seemed like he did not sleep well. His face was pale and his eyes were twitching slightly. After taking a deep look at Gu Yun, he slowly lowered the tip of the sword and restrained his voice: "I had greatly offended the Marquis with my blunder."

Gu Yun rubbed his chin, trying to hold himself back from laughing.

He raised his hand in an attempt to put it around Chang Geng's shoulder just like before, but the boy avoided it as expected.

Chang Geng said coldly: "Marquis, please come inside."

Gu Yun retracted his hand with a bit of embarrassment and placed it on his lips, covering it up with a cough: "Chang Geng, wait."