Heaven Slaying Blade

Zhao Yi, the Deputy Minister of Works, a fourth-tier officer, was eligible to participate in the New Year's banquet. Therefore, Chu Mo, carrying the unconscious Primordial Pass warrior, proceeded straight to the Imperial Palace. He personally wanted to confront Zhao Yi. "I, Chu Mo, have no personal grudges against you, Zhao Yi. Why did you send people to harm me?"

The carriage came from the Ministry of Works, making it highly credible!

Other than the royal family, only a place like the Ministry of Works might have such a carriage.

However, Chu Mo knew well that Zhao Yi was most likely just a scapegoat. The real mastermind was certainly hiding in the shadows, intending to cleanly dispose of him!

But Chu Mo didn't care. On the prairie... he had already learned something; to those in power, evidence... In some cases, it was somewhat unnecessary! From the perspective of many of those in power, only advantage and disadvantage matter, not right or wrong! Results are what they see, not the need for evidence.

So regardless, he would deal with Zhao Yi first. Whoever is behind him, would face him later!

Soon, Chu Mo arrived at the outskirts of Imperial City with the warrior from Primordial Pass.

The Imperial City was very lively tonight. Nearly all the royalty and nobility of Yanhuang City had congregated here.

Any person who was eligible to attend the banquet would certainly come, unless there was a very special circumstance.

So by the time Chu Mo arrived at the entrance to the Imperial City, the area was as busy as ever, full of activity.

When people met, they all greeted each other politely, and the atmosphere was cordial, like they were all part of one big family.

It was New Year's Eve, and hence the festive ambiance. Regardless of any personal disputes or grudges, everyone suspended their issues on this occasion. Even if they disliked each other, when they met, they would reluctantly nod their heads in greeting.

In this harmonious atmosphere, Chu Mo barged in, knife in his right hand and a live person in his left, causing immediate shock among all present.

"Isn't that... Isn't that General Fan Wudi's grandson? What on earth is going on?"

"What's happening? Isn't that Young Master Chu Mo? I heard that he recently had a falling out with Prince Xia Jing, even damaging the Prince's Mansion. What new drama is he acting out now?"

"You're behind the times, the latest news is that Prince Xia Jing treats Young Master Chu as a distinguished guest! It is heard... Young Master Chu cured Prince Xia Jing's illness!"

"Really? Aren't you talking nonsense?"

"Why is Young Master Chu looking so murderous? What happened?"

A group of people, watching Chu Mo walk right in, discussed in hushed tones.

Seeing this, the palace guards promptly stepped forward: "Young Master Chu... What are you attempting to do?"

Chu Mo lifted his head, looking coldly at these Imperial Palace guards: "I want to file a complaint!"

"File... a complaint?" All present, including the several Imperial Palace guards, gaped at Chu Mo, not understanding what the recent gossip-stirring youth was up to.

The guard glanced at the person Chu Mo was carrying and winced, "Young Master Chu... this isn't quite appropriate, right? Today... the New Year's banquet is to take place here. Have you perhaps... come to the wrong place to file your complaint?"

The Imperial Palace guard, in theory, had no reason to be polite to Chu Mo, but given Chu Mo's recent notoriety, they had all heard things.

The guy even dared to wreck the Prince's Mansion, yet he got off without a hitch. Such unimaginable events had indeed happened! Therefore, their tone towards Chu Mo was quite respectful.

Chu Mo responded with a faint smile, taking out an invitation from his pocket and handing it to the guard, "I am here to attend the New Year's banquet!"

The guard looked somewhat helpless. He was well aware that given Chu Mo's status, he certainly had the qualifications to attend the New Year's banquet. But who comes to a banquet, carrying a person and radiating such fury?

However, when the guard saw the invitation in Chu Mo's hand, he froze, then took the invitation with disbelief, opening and reading it diligently.

At this moment, someone from the crowd nearby sneered, "Could it be a fake invitation?"

"Hehe, if it is a fake, that would be highly embarrassing!" another person in the crowd responded.

"Surely not? The grandson of General Fan Wudi receiving an invitation to the palace's New Year's banquet is quite normal."

"Look at the expression of that guard, clearly, there is something wrong with this invitation!"

While the crowd was discussing, a highly-ranked individual glimpsed the invitation. He too looked taken aback and then commented, "It's not a problem with the invitation, rather the person holding it... is a bit surprising!"

"Lord Song, what do you say?" someone asked.

Lord Song, who was asked, was a third-rank official as indicated by his attire - Secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs in Great Xia. He glanced at Chu Mo and said lightly, "The invitation he carries is of a higher rank than mine... it should be for a second-rank official."

Hiss!

The group of spectators all instinctively took a sharp intake of breath.

Everyone present here today was of high rank and status. They completely understood the implications of such high-order invitations. All eyes were filled with astonishment and disbelief as they stared at Chu Mo.

What qualifications did this young man have to hold an invitation that only a second-rank official could have, to attend the New Year's banquet?

The guard inspected for quite a while but was unable to find any signs of forgery. The invitation was genuine, and the person... he recognized, so naturally, there was no reason for him to deny entry.

But this fellow was dragging a man along, claiming he wanted to lodge a complaint, indicating he had come to create a ruckus. If he were to let him enter and something went wrong, he, as a palace guard, would not be able to shoulder the responsibility.

Chu Mo glanced at the guard, "May I enter now?"

"Um... Young Master Chu, it's not that I wish to make things difficult for you... but you are... bringing along a person... this is not appropriate!" The guard, speaking in whispers, suggested, "Maybe... could you deal with whatever it is after the banquet?"

Chu Mo took a look at the guard, "With this level of invitation, I ought to be allowed to bring not just one, but up to five people in, right?"

"That is true, but...?" The guard, looking at the man still unconscious in Chu Mo's hands, was clearly troubled.

Chu Mo looked at him, "This matter doesn't concern you, and regardless of the outcome, it won't be held against you!" He said, and disregarding the guard's hesitation, continued to carry the man towards the gathering.

The guard still wanted to say something, but a fellow guard quietly reminded him, "It doesn't concern you, why are you being so stubborn?"

"But his...?" This guard was indeed a conscientious man. He felt it was wrong to let Chu Mo enter like this.

At this point, Lord Song, the Secretary of the Ministry of Households, amiably walked over. The guards immediately stepped forward to pay their respects. Lord Song smiled and said, "I can vouch for you on this. It doesn't concern you. Since Young Master Chu has such a high-ranking invitation, it's quite normal for him to bring someone along."

Many couldn't help but think: 'Normal, my foot! Lord Song is really crafty, but he did provide these guards an escape.'

This Lord Song was known to many as a student of Xu Zhongliang, the current Grand Premier, who had personally elevated him to his current position.

Chu Mo's relationship with the Tenth Young Master of the Xu family was public knowledge in Yanhuang City, so it made sense that Lord Song would speak up for Chu Mo.

Lord Song watched Chu Mo carrying a muscular man as if he were carrying a chicken toward the direction of the banquet hall, he thought to himself: My teacher said this boy is not only immensely powerful, but also highly intelligent. So, he should conduct himself appropriately, right? I've basically vouched for him, after all.

At this point, the banquet hall of the imperial palace was brightly lit and bustling with noise.

People of the same status and factions gathered together; the young people gathered together; the ladies with titles also gathered together according to their friendships. The entire banquet hall was lively.

But the atmosphere suddenly changed.

The moment Chu Mo walked in, exuding an aura of killer intent and dragging along the warrior from the Primordial Pass, he attracted attention from countless pairs of eyes.

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