The Human Emperor (200-400)

C382: Traitor!

Huanxi Manor was a resplendent building in the capital, exclusive to scions of prestigious clans to gather and make merry.

The entire building was built using a dark purple material, granting its exquisite exterior a touch of ancient majesty. The most distinctive trait of the premises were the two tall purple crested ibis sculptures that stood several zhang high at the entrance.

Even though Wang Chong had long heard of Huanxi Manor, this was his first time visiting it.

Standing before the two purple crested ibis sculptures, Wang Chong could hear merry chatter and the clashing of goblets within. A large group of scions seemed to be gathered in there today.

"Is this the place?" Wang Chong asked as he gazed at the Huanxi Manor before him with complex emotions rippling in his eyes.

"Reporting to gongzi, this is the place. We have double checked it," a deep and respectful voice sounded from behind him.

"Got it," Wang Chong replied nonchalantly before walking up the purple stairs between the two crested ibis statues. His movements were particularly slow, as though something heavy was weighing down his footsteps.

Every step he took resounded clearly in the surroundings.

At the end of the stairs, by the entrance of Huanxi Manor, a well-built guard with a saber by his waist caught sight of Wang Chong and howled furiously, "Halt! ..."

Huanxi Manor wasn't a place that just anyone could enter. One had to have the recommendation of an existing member to step onto its premises. However, the young man before him looked particularly foreign, so the guard was certain that he wasn't a frequent customer of Huanxi Manor.

"Shut your mouth!" But before the guard could finish his words, a middle-aged manager hurriedly stretched out his hand and clamped his mouth before pulling him to the side.

Fear was reflected on the middle-aged manager's face.

"You fool, are you blind? Can you not see who he is? Scram!" the manager said as he snuck a glance at the young man walking up the stairs.

A huge storm had struck the royal court following the ambush of the young genius of the Wang Clan, and many prestigious clans had been implicated in the conflict.

Even King Qi and the Yao Clan ended up being humiliated over this matter, and they were forced to lie low for the time being.

By this point, there was no one in the capital who didn't know that the Wang Clan was truly incensed over this incident, and even that figure in the Four Quarters Embassy was enraged.

Anyone who dared to provoke the Wang Clan at this point had to be mentally impaired.

While the esteemed Duke Jiu was famed for his high virtue, far too many had forgotten that he was a military man as well. He had fought wars, and he was the man who led the armies of Great Tang into the Eastern and Western Turkic Khaganates.

The ambush on his grandson had truly touched the bottom line of his tolerance.

"What are you waiting for? Get lost!" The green-robed manager kicked the two guards standing at the entrance away furiously before walking forward to Wang Chong. But just as he was about to greet the latter, Wang Chong shot him a glare, and a shudder ran through his body. He hurriedly backed away fearfully to the side.

It was a bustling sight within the manor. However, there was a particularly loud and conspicuous voice coming from the second floor which captured the attention of most inside.

After listening for a moment, a faint smile crept onto Wang Chong's lips. Following the source of the voice, he slowly walked up to the second floor. At the center of the second floor, he saw the back of a familiar figure. That figure was speaking excitedly amidst crowds of scions around him, and his story seemed to be popular among them.