560 Alliance (1)
“Is that so?”
A man’s low voice sounded in the empty secret room. This voice was very calm and even pleasant to the ears. However, at this moment, it seemed to have a terrifying power, making people’s hair stand on end.
Xie Changchao was stunned. He let go of Shen Miao and turned to look at the person.
There were horns hanging on the wall of the secret room, and there were torches placed in the horns. The burning torches were bright, seemingly dividing the dark secret room into two parts. The person opposite him stood in the darkness, and under the dim light, one could vaguely see his face.
It was an extremely tall young man. He was wearing a black cloak made of wolf fur, a purple-gold brocade robe inside, deer skin boots, and a dark gold belt. Even in such a dark place, his noble aura was still remarkable. He had a silver mask covering half of his face. It was clearly an extremely cold color, but under the light of the torches in the secret room, it emitted a hint of warmth, making people unable to help but be attracted.
Xie Changchao was stunned for a moment before suddenly shouting, “Prince Rui!”
He had seen this person at the banquet in Ming Qi and at the crown prince’s banquet. Who else could it be but Prince Rui? But why did Prince Rui suddenly appear here? Xie Changchao’s heart suddenly skipped a beat. He asked, “How do you know this place?”
This was a secret room in the Marquis’s Residence. Even if Prince Rui had the ability to sneak in, he would never find this secret room. Xie Ding knew nothing about this secret room. In the entire Marquis’s Residence, only Xie Changwu and Xie Changchao knew. How did an outsider like Prince Rui discover this place? Xie Changwu would definitely not tell anyone.
The moment Shen Miao saw Xie Jingxing appear, she heaved a sigh of relief and felt a little glad. Although she could fight with Xie Changchao, there was always a chance that she would fail. If anything went wrong, she would be in greater danger.
“Tell me! How do you know there’s a secret room here?” A strong sense of uneasiness suddenly surged in Xie Changchao’s heart. This uneasiness was not because he was afraid of Prince Rui, but an instinctive reaction. However, only he and Xie Changwu knew about this secret room. Even his subordinates did not know.
“There’s nothing I don’t know about this tiny mansion.”
The young man in the purple robe slowly walked forward from the darkness to the light. The brighter the torch was, the brighter the silver mask was. He smiled, and it was unknown if his smile was mocking or sincere. He slowly reached out to touch the mask on his face.
Shen Miao tensed up slightly. Xie Changchao swallowed his saliva and stared at the purple-robed young man in front of him without blinking.
The silver mask was taken off.
The light crept up the young man’s almost perfect face inch by inch. His facial features were so handsome that even the sun lost its dazzle in comparison. His mischievous expression was as usual, and his eyes, after seeing the vicissitudes of life, had become deeper and more unfathomable.
Xie Jingxing was more handsome, calmer, and more dangerous than two years ago.
It was Xie Jingxing, who had his heart pierced by ten thousand arrows on the battlefield and was hung on the city wall as a warning.
Xie Changchao could not believe his eyes.
He shouted, “Xie Jingxing! Xie Jingxing!”
