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The remaining participants of the Imperial Examination and the ministers in the court once again knelt and said, "We respectfully send off Your Majesty!"
The deafening sound echoed through the magnificent Golden Throne Hall, resonating far and wide, reaching beyond the palace walls.
After Dugu Han left, the court became lively. With the Sovereign's authority present, everyone was silent; once he departed, the ministers instantly became animated.
As for the Young Talent, who had not been invited despite three visits to the thatched cottage, everyone finally got to see his Lushan's True Face—truly a young hero.
"Oh my, this is the renowned first place! Old Man is seeing him for the first time. No wonder he is Young Talent; he is impressive and well-educated!"
"Indeed, his performance just now truly opened our eyes. Not bad at all; he is indeed an Impressive Youth."
Several ministers quickly surrounded Yang Yichen. Whether out of admiration for his talent or to win him over, they seized the opportunity.
Faced with this situation, even if Yang Yichen wanted to escape, he could not: "You gentlemen flatter me. I still lack talent and will need to seek your guidance in the future."
"Hahaha, with your current talent, you hardly need us!"
Compared to young men like Yang Yichen, thinking about their own wayward sons was infuriating. The more they looked at such a youth, the more they liked him, wishing they could immediately invite him into their homes.
Aside from greeting Yang Yichen, these individuals were engaged in both open and covert struggles. At this point, it was not just about securing a talent like Yang Yichen but also about pride.
Unfortunately, being too outstanding is like this; Yang Yichen could only try to navigate through conversations with these seasoned officials without offending anyone while not committing to anyone either.
By the time he finally managed to extricate himself from the crowd, it was already afternoon. The Imperial Examination had continued since noon, and by now, everyone had yet to eat and were already famished. Seizing a moment of respite, Yang Yichen hurriedly left.
At the same time, Dugu Hao, dressed in Black Prince Attire, exchanged a glance with someone and signaled them to follow quickly. Perhaps it was time for Yang Yichen to make a choice.
The fate of whether the two would become enemies or allies rested on this moment.
Back in the tavern, Yang Yichen sat at his desk, reflecting on everything that had happened today. After dealing with the person who had been following him, he had formed a rough idea in his mind.
"Come out!" Yang Yichen called to the door, "I know you've been following me!"
From the shadows, a man dressed in a dark blue coat stepped forward, appearing before Yang Yichen.
"Who sent you? What is your purpose?"
"Yang Scholar, you flatter me. I have no ulterior motives; my master simply ordered me to ensure your safety."
"Hmph, ensuring my safety? More like spying on me!"
The man in blue remained silent. Yang Yichen did not waste any more words: "Go back and tell your master that I wish to meet him."
"Yes!" The visitor respectfully retreated and quickly left.
In a secluded corner of an alley, a low-key yet luxurious carriage was parked. The man in blue knelt on one knee: "My lord, Yang Yichen requests to meet you."
Inside the carriage sat a man with a stern face and deep-set eyes, exuding an unsettling coldness. His bony hands rubbed together: "Hmph, finally getting to the point. Then let us meet!"
"Then let us meet!" The faint voice sounded like a soft sigh, filled with a confident determination.
Ultimately, aligning with him was the best choice.
This man was none other than Dugu Hao. Having observed Yang Yichen for so long, both understood that each was not as simple as they appeared on the surface.
A series of actions taken earlier was merely a further probe; now, perhaps it was truly time to make a choice.
Two hours later, in the restaurant where Yang Yichen was located, on the second floor in a private room, Dugu Hao made a discreet entrance through the back door, avoiding many unknown gazes.
Yang Yichen immediately sensed that the atmosphere on the second floor was different. It seemed no different from usual, but the distinction was significant.
What appeared to be ordinary guests walking back and forth in the corridor were anything but. Each had a commanding presence in their stride, and their calloused hands revealed they were seasoned fighters.
Their disguises were meant to conceal this so-called normalcy.
However, aside from someone as perceptive as Yang Yichen, few would notice the difference.
"Young Master Yang, please come in!" A cold voice carried no warmth, as if it chilled one’s heart.
Yang Yichen pushed the door open and saw a tall young man with a stern gaze and slightly arched sword-like brows, dressed in black brocade. He sat there with a crystal-clear teacup from which wisps of steam rose.
"Commoner pays respects to His Highness!" At a glance, Yang Yichen recognized this man as Dugu Hao, whom he had seen during the Imperial Examination—the so-called useless prince known among the common folk.
As for the true situation, no one knew.
However, since last year, this useless prince had suddenly achieved a great victory over enemy forces and gained fame. He appeared as low-key as ever, but in the eyes of the emperor, his status had changed dramatically.
"You are too polite, Young Master Yang. Please take a seat!" Dugu Hao said coldly, still showing no expression.
Compared to Yang Yichen's outward gentleness and inner coldness, this man exuded an icy aura from within that felt utterly genuine.
It was a chilling presence that emanated from his very bones, making others hesitant to approach.
"I wonder why the prince has been sending someone to follow me. What is the purpose?" Yang Yichen got straight to the point.
Both of them were perceptive individuals, so there was no need to pretend to be confused or act as if they were unaware. Being direct was the best approach.
"Good, I like your straightforwardness; it suits my taste," Dugu Hao said, a rare glimmer of appreciation flashing in his eyes.
Recalling the first time he forged weapons in Biqi Town and saw this young man, he noted that he lacked the current poise; however, his demeanor already hinted at his character.
In just a year, he had undergone a tremendous transformation, so much so that even Dugu Hao could not fathom what this young man was truly thinking.
Later, when they met again at Ten Li Pu in Liu Qingxi's home, this young man appeared repeatedly, each time like a ruffled rooster, truly resembling a teenager.
However, after the battle at Golden Throne Hall, it was clear that the young man's name would soon spread across the land.
It seemed that every encounter brought significant changes.
While Dugu Hao observed Yang Yichen, Yang Yichen was also watching him. This prince was nothing like the incompetent figure portrayed in rumors; he was not the fool people believed him to be, aligning with Yang Yichen's earlier suspicions.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been monitored from the moment he entered the capital.
"Then I shall be straightforward as well!"
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