"Your Highness, walk slowly."
Watching Zhao Shijue leave the mansion, Ye Qingci didn't make any moves against him or leave any follow-up tricks.
Zhao Shijue, after all, comes from the Royal Family and is a disciple of Master Chang Chun.
Doing anything to him would just be painting legs on a snake.
Seeing Zhao Shijue leave just like that, Su Zi was clearly a bit uneasy and said.
"Saint Envoy Ye, just let him go like that?"
"Otherwise? What else do you want to do?"
Stumped by Ye Qingci's words, Su Zi lowered her head, not daring to refute what Ye Qingci had said.
Zhuang Yihan, who clearly understood the situation in the Capital City better, spoke up: "The identity of a Prince is indeed his best shield, but it is also the thing that this Prince Jue resents the most in his heart."
Unlike the former emperor who was just a Martial Artist, the current Heavenly Son, Zhao Xuanzhen, embarked on the path of Enlightenment and Seeking Dao at a very young age.