Xia Po was dumbfounded. The young man he rescued was actually the current emperor?
But he was only shocked for a few seconds.
After all, in his eyes, this is just a puppet.
Now I don’t know why I arrived at Ye’s house.
But what else could be the reason?
It must be because of those cliche plots.
For example, the struggle for imperial power, the murder of ministers and so on.
In my previous life, I was tired of watching those TV series.
Unexpectedly, Ye Qinghan's next words made Xia Po dumbfounded.
"He escaped from the palace!"
"Escape? An emperor needs to escape?"
"Well, he has grown up and started to have his own ideas. Those damn traitorous officials wanted to kill him for the sake of their status in the court.
And it was his master who took action! If Qing'er hadn't tried so hard to keep his 'body', I'm afraid..."
Ye Qinghan became angrier as he talked.
"That master of his is really hard-hearted! He even had the heart to attack the older children he saw when he was a child!"
Although Ye Qinghan said so, Xia Po didn't think so.
This martial arts master must have used this method to save the young emperor.
But at the same time, he was also thinking that he had already reached the level of a martial arts master.
Isn't it simple to save a person from those who only play tricks on others?
Why bother?
Suddenly, he thought of something.
It seems that except for him, all the martial arts masters have life limits.
Generally, those who can reach the level of master of martial arts are basically in their fifties, sixties, or even seventies or eighties.
The remaining life span is only twenty years at most.
As for using magic skills to quickly become a martial arts master.
This is simply impossible.
Take the magic skills practiced by Xia Po, for example. Others want to use this life-burning skills to become a martial arts master.
That would probably burn hundreds of years of life.
Is it possible for an ordinary person to burn hundreds of years of life?
There is absolutely no such possibility, so this method will not work.
This thing can only be judged by talent. Without that talent, you won't be able to do it after practicing for a lifetime.
While the martial arts master was still alive, he might want to protect someone, and that would be no problem.
But what about death?
If you die, you will be finished.
Instead, this method was used to make others think that the emperor was dead, which was the best protection for him.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Hey, immortality smells so good!"
While I was thinking about something, a voice suddenly rang.
"Where am I?"
Looking in the direction of the sound, I saw that the young man on the bed had half sat up and looked around suspiciously.
Seeing this, several members of the Ye family in the small dark room immediately knelt down and saluted.
But Xia Po didn't move.
Because he is a martial arts master, and according to historical tradition, a master is not inferior to anyone else.
Although this tradition was abolished when culture was valued over martial arts, it was none of Xia Po's business, and he didn't want to kneel down to a child.
Seeing this, Ye Qinghan said hurriedly.
"Your Majesty, this is Xia Po, Mr. Xia, it is he who saved you."
At first, the young emperor was a little angry, after all, this was the concept he had been instilled in him since he was a child.
"I am the emperor, I am the most powerful person in the world, I am the most powerful, and everyone must revolve around me."
Although when I grew up, I almost realized that I was just a puppet, I still couldn't change my long-term thinking.
He's still a little self-centered.
Looking at Xia Po, his face was filled with rebelliousness.
"You saved me, of course you will get the reward you deserve, and you should be pretty good, at least innate.
But I am the emperor of the Tianyuan Dynasty, even the martial arts master has to kneel down in front of me when he sees me!"
As soon as these words came out, the scene fell silent for an instant.
Several people in the Ye family looked at Xia Po nervously, fearing that he would do something impulsive.
But Xia Po didn't have any emotional fluctuations at all.
After all, in his eyes, this boy is just a boy.
At most, add one pitiful attribute.
To put it bluntly, Xia Po didn't take this so-called emperor seriously at all!
His strength has long been beyond the comparison of ordinary masters.
As far as he knew, there would not be more than five martial arts masters in Kyoto, including him.
Even if all the masters except him come to kill him, he can do it with one sword.
He possesses a long sword that is almost a spiritual weapon, numerous talismans and a powerful body.
What do those masters use to fight him?
Therefore, power, even imperial power, is nothing in his eyes!
So, when he heard the young man's words, Xia Po looked at him with a sarcastic smile.
"Bold! Do you know who I am?"
Seeing that the boy was angry, the others quickly began to persuade Xia Po not to be angry with the child.
Xia Po just waved his hand.
"Ye Xiaozi, please ask your people to go down. His injury is not fully healed yet. I need to carry out follow-up treatment."
"Follow-up treatment?"
"Well, my unique secret technique cannot be shown to others."
After Xia Po finished speaking, Ye Qinghan whispered a few words into Xia Po's ear, but Xia Po just smiled.
"Don't worry, I won't do anything to a child."
So, Ye Qinghan and others left.
After everyone from the Ye family left, the young emperor's face clearly showed panic, as if he realized something was wrong.
He was only fourteen years old and had no education since he was a child, let alone a precocious child.
To put it bluntly, he is just a child, he doesn’t understand anything, and any emotion appears on his face immediately.
"You...what are you going to do?"
"I'm not doing anything, I'm just answering your question. Didn't you ask me if I know who you are?"
"I am the emperor of the Tianyuan Dynasty! The supreme existence!"
"Hey, how can you ask and answer the question you asked me? Let me tell you."
Xia Po took a deep breath.
"Who are you? You are a puppet supported by the Ye family in order to control the entire court and expand their power.
Otherwise, how do you think you, a little kid, can become the emperor? Aren’t your uncles who don’t know whether they are dead or not, more suitable than you?
Aren't your brothers who were sent to desolate places to be princes more suitable than you?
You say you are the emperor, then when your grandfather became the emperor, just one sentence could make the entire Tianyuan Dynasty value culture over martial arts, causing the extremely prosperous martial arts to decline in a short period of time.
Let me ask you, are you okay?
And now that I’m yelling in front of you, is there anything you can do against me?”
The young emperor was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't understand, he was greatly shocked.
After being stunned for a long time, I probably recovered and understood the meaning of Xia Po's words.
He lowered his face and his eyes turned scarlet.
"What you said are all your own guesses! You don't understand at all!"
"Ah, yes, yes, I really don't understand, but I know one thing. No one in the world regards you as the real emperor. You are a dispensable puppet in everyone's eyes.
As long as there is an emperor, it doesn’t need to be who the emperor is!”
Perhaps Xia Po's words were too direct, and the young emperor actually began to doubt his life.
His worldview collapsed in this moment, leaving nothing behind.
Although he had realized this a long time ago, this was really too tragic.
So much so that he has been unwilling to think about this aspect and is willing to live in the flattery of those eunuchs.
While he was doubting his life, Xia Po's steps were getting further and further away.
This young emperor was much more boring than he thought, and he was a little disappointed.