The Hidden Dragon Guards were an intelligence and assassination organization directly under the Martial Emperor.
They were responsible for gathering all kinds of intelligence and carrying out assassinations, and every single member within the organization was female.
Their supreme commander was Fei Huang, the current Dean of Dragon Martial Academy.
“Oh? You actually know about the Hidden Dragon Guards?” the Martial Emperor asked, somewhat surprised.
The Hidden Dragon Guards never appeared before outsiders. In the Sacred Martial Immortal Empire, only the Emperor and Eunuch Lü knew of their existence.
No one else was aware of them. So how did Zhou Li know about this organization?
“Well…” Zhou Li pondered briefly before smiling. “Father Emperor, I know far more than you imagine.”
What is this if not the perspective of someone who has read the entire novel?
“Hahaha! Since you want the Hidden Dragon Guards, I am not unwilling to grant them to you. But you must tell me what you intend to use them for.”
Zhou Li replied mysteriously, “Please do not ask, Father Emperor. I have my own plans. In any case, I will not use them for anything immoral.”
The Martial Emperor sighed softly. “You brat, even hiding things from me. I have only this little bit of manpower and foundation, and you are not even sparing that.”
“Very well. Since you have a purpose, I will not refuse.”
“Leng Ning! Xuan Wu!”
At the Martial Emperor’s call, two figures appeared like ghosts, kneeling on one knee as they spoke in unison. “Your Majesty, what are your orders?”
The Martial Emperor pointed toward Zhou Li. “This is the Prince of Han. From now on, you will obey his commands.”
Leng Ning and Xuan Wu lifted their heads to look at Zhou Li. A hint of surprise flashed in their eyes, but they still responded respectfully, “We obey Your Majesty’s decree.”
Zhou Li carefully observed the two Hidden Dragon Guard experts before him, his gaze unconsciously drifting over them.
First was Leng Ning. Her long hair cascaded like a silver waterfall, shimmering faintly. The ends were tied neatly with a blue cord, adding a touch of aloof elegance.
Her eyes were blood-red, like two rubies set against her pale face, giving her an aura that was both cold and mysterious.
As her name suggested, Leng Ning’s temperament was icy and detached, making her difficult to approach.
She wore a snow-white long robe that fluttered gently, as though she were a celestial maiden descended from the heavens.
At her waist hung a pure white longsword. Blue crystals were embedded in its hilt, radiating a chilling aura of killing intent.
In sharp contrast stood Xuan Wu. Her long hair was as vibrant as blooming roses, a brilliant red that gleamed in the sunlight.
Her features were exquisitely delicate. The two beauty marks on her cheeks added a touch of charm and allure.
Her attire differed completely from Leng Ning’s. She wore a fitted purple dress that was elegant yet subtly alluring.
The design was somewhat revealing, perfectly accentuating her long, slender legs. Their smooth, fair lines were pleasing to the eye.
Hmm… although their appearances were slightly inferior to Nangong Yan’er and Hai Wenxiang, they were undoubtedly beauties.
Moreover, both of them were cultivators at the 1st stage Primordial Essence Realm. They could be considered formidable enforcers.
Zhou Li bowed deeply to the Martial Emperor. “This son thanks Father Emperor for the reward.”
“That is enough. If there is nothing else, take them back to your residence,” the Martial Emperor said with a wave of his hand.
Zhou Li led Leng Ning and Xuan Wu out of the Royal Palace. Along the way, the three remained silent.
As they neared the Prince of Han’s Manor, Leng Ning suddenly spoke. “Your Highness, what mission do you have for us next?”
Zhou Li’s lips curled upward. “First, return to the manor with me and settle in. There will naturally be tasks for you afterward.”
The three had just stepped into the Prince of Han’s Manor when they encountered Nangong Yan’er and Lianxiang, who were preparing to leave.
Nangong Yan’er was surprised to see Zhou Li return.
Did he not say he was going to the Royal Palace to meet His Majesty? Why is he back so early?
Her gaze shifted slightly, and she saw Leng Ning and Xuan Wu standing behind Zhou Li. Instantly, displeasure filled her heart.
Did he not say he went to see His Majesty? Why did he bring two women back?
“Your Highness,” Lianxiang greeted respectfully.
Zhou Li nodded and was about to lead Leng Ning and Xuan Wu inside.
At that moment, Nangong Yan’er grabbed the corner of his robe.
“Your Highness, did you not say you were going to the Royal Palace to see Father Emperor?” she asked coldly.
“Yes. I have just returned from the Royal Palace.”
“Then who are these two?” Nangong Yan’er lifted her eyes toward Leng Ning and Xuan Wu.
“They are maidservants bestowed upon me by Father Emperor. Do you have any objections?” Zhou Li frowned.
Seeing this, the two women quickly bowed to Nangong Yan’er. “This humble one is Leng Ning.”
“This humble one is Xuan Wu.”
Upon hearing that they were bestowed by the Martial Emperor, Nangong Yan’er naturally did not dare to say anything further.
“Since they are Father Emperor’s gift, Yan’er naturally has no objections,” she said, lowering her head.
“In that case, release me. Leng Ning and Xuan Wu have matters to attend to with me. Do not block the way,” Zhou Li said before leading them inside.
Only Nangong Yan’er and Lianxiang were left standing there, both clearly displeased.
“Miss, those two vixens do not look like ordinary maidservants,” Lianxiang remarked.
“That one called Leng Ning even carries a longsword at her waist.”
After hearing Lianxiang’s words, Nangong Yan’er felt increasingly unsettled.
Matters to attend to? What matters? Could it be…
…
Meanwhile, Zhou Li brought the two women into his room and waved his hand lightly. The door shut firmly.
Then he formed hand seals. A glowing mark suddenly appeared on the ground, radiating brilliant light. In an instant, a massive formation enveloped the entire room.
Leng Ning and Xuan Wu were somewhat puzzled by his actions.
He is actually a formation master?
They were naturally aware of the Prince of Han, but according to intelligence, he was merely an idle prince who indulged in pleasure and avoided study.
Yet from the hand seals just now, it was clear that he was an extremely seasoned formation master.
After finishing, Zhou Li sat down on the bed and said, “Sit. There is no need to be restrained in my presence.”
Leng Ning and Xuan Wu exchanged a glance. Though confused, they obeyed and sat down.
Zhou Li looked at them seriously. “Since Father Emperor has bestowed you upon me, I presume your abilities among the Hidden Dragon Guards are exceptional.”
“You now belong to me. I will never treat either of you poorly.”
Xuan Wu immediately showed a faint smile. “Then what does Your Highness wish for us to do?”
Zhou Li rose unhurriedly and poured two cups of tea for them.
“No rush. First, I will explain the plan to you. It concerns the future survival of the Sacred Martial Immortal Empire…”