In the blink of an eye, all eight elite guards fell down. Li Yan smiled at Shangguan Wan'er and said, "You can't be clever. Don't rush forward when you don't have the strength."

Shangguan Wan'er said loudly.

The little prince was so angry that he stood up and shouted: "What a shame! What a shame! Come on, drag this guy down with him and put him in jail!"

Li Yan ignored it, looked outside, and smiled slightly: "Here he comes."

The sound of commotion came in the distance and was approaching quickly.

A group of people rushed in, led by Wang Xiaojie and Peng Botong.

And Peng Botong was holding a banner in his hand, and it was this object that made the guards on the mansion use rat weapons and retreat again and again.

Li Yan stretched out his hand, took the jingjie, and ordered: "Take the suspect out!"

The little prince rushed to the side very quickly and reached for the knife: "Gu is the son of Tuyuhun Great Chanyu! Who dares to touch Gu!!"

But as soon as his fingers touched the handle of the knife, his vision blurred. Li Yan, ten meters away, had already appeared in front of him. When he reached out and touched it, he became weak and found it difficult to move.

Looking at this so-called prince with a distorted face, Li Yan kindly gave him some popular historical knowledge: "The real Tuyuhun died a long time ago, and was destroyed by my grandfather Wei Guogong. You are no longer qualified to be an orphan..."
Chapter completed!