Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1929 - 452: Emperor Shun: What, Has My Daqian Fallen?

"And if that Living Buddha arrives, we’ll be in a passive position. Don’t let impulsiveness ruin things. If you risk your life just to save the Little Ming King, even if he’s rescued, the Zoroastrian Sect might not bear the name Han anymore!"

Liu Futong paused upon hearing this, then immediately said, "I understand, I will be careful."

At this moment, Liu Futong gathered over three hundred people and headed directly toward the central hall. Chen Jie looked around and said, "Did everyone hear that? Split up, let your leaders guide you, enter the palace, and start fires everywhere! Make it big, did you hear me?"

On hearing this, everyone immediately agreed, and then Chen Jie said, "Also, inside the palace, be alert and don’t linger. If you see the Emperor’s messenger going to report, withdraw quietly. Don’t just focus on the palace’s silver coin, or you might end up losing your lives for nothing, understood?"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone immediately responded and the group began to take action.

Behind Chen Jie followed a group of people, all of whom had secretly pledged allegiance to him, vowing to return to Huangzhou Prefecture with him.

This group included Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San.

Chen Jie said, "You all follow me."

With that, Chen Jie led his men in one direction. On the way, they saw a still-alive Imperial Palace Guard, and immediately sent Ah San to capture him.

This Imperial Palace Guard had been knocked unconscious by the aftershock of Liu Futong’s assault. As he just woke up, he saw a group of fierce-looking men capturing him and bringing him to a young man who seemed to be their leader.

Chen Jie looked at the shivering Imperial Palace Guard before him and said, "If you don’t want to die, answer me one question: where is the Imperial Palace’s Inner Treasury?"

The guard was stunned and didn’t even have time to react before Ah San punched him hard, leaving him seeing stars.

"Did you think about it?"

Ah San said viciously. The guard, trembling with fear, immediately pointed in one direction and said, "Over there."

Chen Jie looked at the guard and said, "Bring him along. If it’s the wrong place, kill him."

"Ah, no, it’s not there, it’s over there."

Chen Jie’s words frightened the guard into instantly correcting himself, and Ah San immediately slapped him twice, "You’re still not being honest, huh?"

Terrified, the guard dared not utter another word. Seeing his condition, Chen Jie waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright."

He then looked at the guard and said, "My patience is limited. I hope you won’t test it. If you make another mistake, there won’t be a chance to correct it."

With that, Chen Jie led his group toward the direction of the Inner Treasury.

Chen Jie had two objectives for entering the palace this time: first to assist Liu Futong in creating momentum to rescue the Little Ming King.

Secondly, to take advantage of the Zoroastrian Sect’s power to reach the Inner Treasury and find the Dao Fruit of the Melt God First Turn he needed.

Now that the momentum was building, he also had to attend to his own matters.

So, he headed directly toward the Inner Treasury.

Meanwhile, in the Imperial Palace Inner Court, the Emperor lay asleep on the bodies of a group of palace maids and girls. Having practiced the Immortal Dao these past days, he played with so many women daily that he was exhausted, his whole body aching. He was sleeping particularly soundly at this moment.

While he was sleeping most comfortably, a sudden clamor of shouts and killings erupted from outside.

The Emperor, groggy and unaware of what was happening, then saw a little eunuch rushing in a panic, pushing open the door with a bang and falling to the ground, then scrambling forward as he ran.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, there’s big trouble, rebels have broken in!"

"What!"

The Emperor, upon hearing this, jolted up in shock, startling the palace maids scattered across the bed.