Zhao Shijue furrowed his brows, feeling that something was amiss.
Su Chengyu, who seemed to have anticipated this matter long ago, smiled gently, then looked at Xu Nanzhi, who began to speak.
"Prince Jue, you'd better take a look. Even you might find it difficult to dismiss the people who have arrived."
Though Zhao Shijue was still extremely reluctant, with Su Chengyu taking the initiative to speak, Zhao Shijue had no reason not to personally take a look.
After all, he understood that these people weren't here for him but were undoubtedly here because of Su Chengyu.
"Chengyu, aren't those people being too hasty?"
Su Chengyu shook his head lightly, smiling without speaking.
Hasty? If this weren't the Prince Mansion, those people might have already attempted an assassination.
Nowadays, the great power behind Su Chengyu was beginning to take shape, and naturally, those who harbored grudges against him didn't want to wait idly any longer.
