My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

This is the front courtyard of the Qin King's Mansion at this time.

Those thirty-odd elite warriors were gripped by immense panic.

After they climbed over the wall, they found themselves trapped in a thick white fog. No matter which way they went, how they marked their path, or even held hands, they would inexplicably end up circling back to where they started.

"Boss, something's fishy about this house! It's like it's haunted by ghosts!"

A suicide soldier's voice trembled as he gripped his poisoned blade tightly, warily watching the thick fog around him.

The leader of the assassins frowned, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Hold your ground! Everyone stand back-to-back in a circle, don't get separated..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

The thick fog in front of them suddenly surged and receded to both sides without warning, revealing a path paved with bluestone slabs.

At the end of the path, on the steps of the corridor leading to the front hall.

Standing there was a short-haired man with a burly build, as tall as an iron tower. He wore a tight-fitting black outfit that accentuated his explosive muscles.

The leader of the assassins, using the faint moonlight to focus his gaze, widened his eyes instantly and exclaimed in shock, "His Highness...the Crown Prince?!"

These people were core assassins kept by powerful families, so they naturally recognized the current crown prince.

But why would the Crown Prince appear in the Prince of Qin's residence in the middle of the night? Moreover, his muscular appearance is completely different from the sickly and crippled Crown Prince of legend!

Li Chengqian stood on the steps, looking down at the group of men in black.

He twisted his neck, a cruel smile curving his lips.

"In the middle of the night, instead of using the main gate, you all climbed over the wall to enter my sixteenth brother's residence. What a refined hobby you have!"

As Li Chengqian spoke, he walked down the steps at a leisurely pace.

With each step he took, the bluestone slabs beneath his feet emitted a dull thud, as if he were stepping on the hearts of these assassins.

"us……"

The leader of the assassins knew that their plan had been exposed and was about to say something polite.

Li Chengqian had no intention of listening to his nonsense.

He stopped less than three zhang away from the assassins and asked with a smile.

"Gentlemen, have you ever heard Confucius say, 'Since you're here, make the best of it'?"

The assassins looked at each other, completely baffled.

Has His Highness lost his mind? Catching a thief in the middle of the night, why is he spouting off like a scholar?

The leader of the assassins gritted his teeth and forced a smile, replying, "Your Highness is a man of profound learning; we are mere commoners, naturally unable to comprehend the teachings of the sages. If Your Highness would be so lenient..."

"It's okay if you don't understand, I'll teach you for free today."

The smile on Li Chengqian's face vanished instantly, replaced by a palpable, monstrous killing intent.

"This sentence means—"

Li Chengqian exerted force with both legs, and the bluestone slab beneath his feet shattered with a loud "crack".

He was like a cannonball, tearing through the air and crashing into the crowd of assassins!

"Since you're here, then bury you here!"

"Bang!"

This was accompanied by Li Chengqian's furious shout.

The leader of the assassins, who hadn't even had time to react, was slammed into the chest by Li Chengqian's powerful Iron Mountain Lean.

A chilling sound of bones cracking echoed in the night.

The leader of the assassins' chest caved in instantly, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string, coughing up a mouthful of blood. He was sent flying more than ten feet away and crashed heavily into a large tree, where he immediately lost consciousness.

"Kill him!"

The remaining assassins finally realized what was happening, and in their terror, their ferocious nature was unleashed.

More than thirty short blades coated with deadly poison gleamed with a ghostly blue light under the moonlight, stabbing towards Li Chengqian's vital points from all directions.

"Well done!"

Li Chengqian not only did not retreat a single step, but instead let out an excited roar.

He didn't even try to dodge the weapons aimed at non-vital parts.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The short blades pierced Li Chengqian's arms and back, producing a dull thud as if striking tough cowhide. The powerful physique granted to him by the low-level body-forging technique directly caused these ordinary iron weapons to bend!

"This...monster!" One of the assassins exclaimed in despair.

Li Chengqian grabbed the assassin's wrist with his other hand and twisted it forcefully.

"Snap!"

"Ah—!" The assassin's scream was only halfway through when Li Chengqian punched him hard in the chin, knocking out several bloody teeth. He flew through the air and crashed to the ground, motionless.

The next half incense stick's time.

In the front courtyard of the Qin Prince's mansion, a one-sided and violent massacre unfolded without any suspense.

Li Chengqian transformed into a tireless killing machine.

His moves are devoid of any fancy techniques; they are all the simplest and most brutal killing methods.

A punch is always accompanied by a sickening cracking sound of bones breaking; a sweeping kick will break even the most ruthless assassin who tries to block with his arms, causing him to cough up blood.

In order not to wake Xiao Sizi, Li Chengqian even thoughtfully dislocated the jaws of each assassin before they fell, so that they could not even scream.

"Thump, thump..."

One body after another fell to the ground.

When the last assassin was grabbed by the neck by Li Chengqian with one hand and lifted into the air like a duck, all that remained in the man's eyes was endless fear.

"Click."

Li Chengqian casually pinched and dislocated the other person's jaw, then threw him among his companions on the ground like trash.

In the front yard, more than thirty bodies lay scattered about, convulsing and spitting blood.

Li Chengqian stood in the middle of the mess, panting heavily.

His black outfit was torn in several places, revealing his bronze muscles underneath, but not a single drop of blood flowed out.

"call--"

Li Chengqian twisted his neck and stretched his shoulders, his eyes gleaming with lingering satisfaction.

"Too weak. Not even half as strong as that ironwood lump."

He wiped the blood off his hands on the assassin's clothes with a hint of disgust.

"Slap, slap, slap."

A series of crisp claps came from the corridor behind us.

Li Chen, dressed in a loose robe, had somehow appeared on the steps. Looking at the groaning men in black on the ground, he nodded in satisfaction.

"Well done. You've truly grasped the essence of this physics 'quotations'."

Li Chengqian chuckled, rubbed his hands together, and stepped forward.

"Sixteenth Brother, what should we do with these rats? Slaughter them and bury them, or hand them over to the Hundred Cavalry Division?"

"It would be too boring to hand it over to the Hundred Cavalry Division."

Li Chen yawned, a sly glint in his eyes.

"Take them to the woodshed and lock them up separately. By the way, Your Majesty, how about I entrust the interrogation and forced confession work to you?"

Upon hearing this, Li Chengqian's eyes immediately lit up.

"Don't worry, Sixteenth Brother. I'm best at getting these aristocratic family assassins to talk. I guarantee they'll spill all the filth their ancestors did for eighteen generations!"

Li Chen turned around, waved his hand, and walked towards the backyard.

"Keep it low-key. Tomorrow morning, once we've got the results, we'll send Old Deng a big gift."