Chapter 3: The Prince's Indifference

What is a killer? As the name suggests, a killer is a hand that kills! A dark hand that kills! Be sure to remember this word 'dark'!

What constitutes a successful assassin? If an assassin remains unknown as one with blood on his hands until the day he dies, then he is a successful assassin

No one knows that at this moment, in the heart of this young nobleman, echoes a series of words

Suddenly, a voice coldly declared: "Wrong! You are not the second generation heir! I am the second generation heir, and you are the third generation heir!"

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In recent years, although the Jun family appears to be immensely powerful, almost the sole authority in the current dynasty, it has always harbored a fatal flaw: a lack of successors. The only heir of the third generation is merely the debauched young man, Jun Moxie. Although the old master Jun seems to be in his forties, his mindset is anything but youthful; he is acutely aware of the world and understands that should he one day depart from this life, the Jun family may very well be completely erased from existence in a very short time. Given Jun Moxie's current situation, this possibility has almost become an inevitable outcome, and it is even a conclusion that can be clearly foreseen.

His Majesty the Emperor naturally understands the intentions of his old comrade and elder brother. Upon hearing this, he was indeed moved. However, after carefully examining the actions of Jun Mo Xie, coupled with Princess Ling Meng's firm refusal, he pondered for a long time and ultimately decided to decline.

You! ... ... Scoundrel! Lord Jun was so enraged that he raised his large palm to strike down, but just as the hand was about to come down, he paused, let out a long sigh, and with a complex expression in his eyes, said, "You ... ... go ahead."

In the desert, he is the lizard; upon reaching the vast grasslands, he becomes the king of wolves! Returning to the mountains, he is the king of beasts, the fierce tiger! Floating above the ocean, he is the dragon that stirs up the winds and waves

Since Lord Jun revealed this intention, Jun Moxie has taken on the identity of the husband of Princess Lingmeng, persistently pursuing her to the point of annoyance. However, at this moment, Lord Jun is somewhat surprised and taken aback by the indifferent demeanor of his grandson. Jun Xie might be furious, hysterical, or even resort to the outbursts of a shrew... The old man would not be astonished by that, but it is this calmness that truly surprises Jun Zhantian.

After a long time, Jun Zhantian clapped his hands and said: "Send a few more capable individuals to guard the young master day and night, and there must be no further mistakes! If there are any more blind fools, they shall be killed on the spot! There is no need for any hesitation!" Such matters can happen once but not again; how can I, Jun Zhantian's grandson, allow you to harm him? A cold light flashed in the old master's eyes.

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Is this the first time this kid has rejected me? ... ! He ... ... ! How dare he reject me today? ? ! And to reject me so decisively?

Oh, there is one more thing. From now on, you must not pursue Princess Reimu any further. This matter leaves no room for negotiation; let it end here! The voice of Lord Jun carries an indescribable sense of despondency, along with a faint feeling of disillusionment.

"That's all. Although we are in the same house, you deliberately chose to stay at the southernmost part of the residence to avoid me. Alas... You should move back here tomorrow!" After giving Jun Xie one last deep look, Jun Zhantian said with regret... No matter how much of a wastrel he is, he is still my grandson, and moreover, he is the only bloodline of the Jun family... No matter how much of a wastrel he is, he is still my grandson, and moreover, he is the only bloodline of the Jun family...

I live there, it's quite good, I don't need to move, right!" Jun Xie firmly refused, jokingly, as he was eager to see what the assassins in this world were like. If he moved back, wouldn't he lose this opportunity? When Old Master Jun mentioned this matter, Jun Xie felt a subtle excitement in his heart.

Brother Jun, it is not that I, as a younger brother, am unwilling to spare your face, but I am also a father. Lingmeng is my most beloved daughter; how could I possibly entrust my daughter to... sigh! His Majesty the Emperor's unfinished statement left Jun Zhantian almost breathless.

The assassin is always an illusion, arising from the ethereal and vanishing into the void

Oh, I understand now. Jun Xie stood at the door and said lightly. His tone was neither surprised nor delighted, as plain as a bowl of boiled water, and then he stepped out.

At present, although foreign affairs are peaceful, several princes have gradually grown into adulthood, making it a time of internal turmoil. As the foremost figure in the military, I am like a towering tree, with everyone either wanting to lean on me or waiting for me to lean on them. Targeting my only bloodline is indeed an excellent scheme for framing and causing trouble! If Jun Xie does not return, such incidents are likely to occur repeatedly in the future

As a father, one must consider for his daughter. If it were ten years ago, during the peak of my family's prosperity, even if Mo Xie were to be ten times more extravagant, as long as I proposed a marriage, would you not be overjoyed? The warmth and coldness of human relationships are like drinking water! This is the resentment in the heart of the old master Jun.

Thus, Jun Zhantian once shamelessly approached the emperor, proposing that Jun Moxie be allowed to marry the emperor's most favored Princess Lingmeng. If this matter could be successfully arranged, even if he were to depart to the West, Jun Xie would have his own influence to protect him, and would also hold the title of a prince consort and royal relative. As long as he did not act too out of line, no matter how he muddled through, he could ensure the continuation of the Jun family's lineage.

Only in this way can one be a qualified and successful assassin

"After a fall, how did he change his temperament?" Lord Jun stroked his beard, gazing at the departing figure of Jun Xie, his eyes deep and contemplative

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The position of a princess's husband may seem glamorous, but in reality, it is one of the most awkward roles in the court and among the officials. Families of powerful ministers are particularly fearful of the emperor suddenly bestowing a marriage, forcing their sons to bring a princess home. How can the in-laws bow to their daughter-in-law? Moreover, aside from the special permission granted to the princess, the husband of a princess is strictly prohibited from taking concubines. If the princess happens to have a capricious personality and a strong sense of jealousy, it can indeed be very difficult for the entire family to live harmoniously. However, for a young man like Jun Moxie, who is known for his debauchery, this position offers a significant guarantee. At the very least, for the sake of the Jun family's lineage, it is already the best solution.

This is a conversation between Jun Xie and his master from a previous life. As he reminisces, a faint smile appears at the corner of Jun Xie's mouth, and he murmurs, "... to add a little, being born into a family like this in the present day, I am just a second-generation rich kid living off others and waiting to die"

Jun Xie bowed slightly, then straightened up and turned to leave

"Killing for the sake of a goal, even if one succeeds every time, can at most be considered the mark of an excellent assassin"

Jun Xie stepped out to greet the morning sun, the gentle sunlight casting upon his somewhat pale face. He walked leisurely towards the small courtyard where he resided, with servants along the way bowing in trepidation. Jun Xie paid them no mind, lost in his own thoughts.

So, what qualifies as a competent super assassin

In the empty hall, Lord Jun seemed to be speaking to the air, but then, from somewhere, a faint voice floated in: "Yes!"

The killer ... ... that is already a distant matter, yet it remains the most cherished memory ... ...

One who only knows how to kill is, at best, merely a butcher

A qualified assassin, as it is said, is capable of concealing himself in any situation! When with scholars, he is a literati; when with painters, he is an artist; when with ruffians, he is a scoundrel; when with noblewomen, he is a nobleman, a gentleman; when with lechers, he is a libertine! When with heroes, he is a role model!

Thus, Jun Zhantian proposed this marriage out of sheer necessity

Murder itself is also a form of art. As a killer, one must never, under any circumstances, desecrate the elegance of this art.