There Is No Hole Which Night Rain That Comes With The Turbulence Does Not Enter

　　Basically all of the warriors in the flying fish pavilion were weak like jelly right now, with only thirty-two of the partic.i.p.ants being fine.

　　Other than Ming Feizhen, Ye Luo, and Song Ou who were knocked out, all the other contestants were tied up to keep them restrained on the rings.

　　Liu Shan Men had to surrender since their leaders had been captured, while the Qilin Guards had been dragged into the mess by Long Zaitian, and the emperor's security detail's leaders had fallen into the orange prince's hands too, forcing them to drop their weapons and stop resisting.

　　As for the wandering warriors, they weren't very loyal to the imperial court to begin with. Plus, they felt that the father-and-son fight was a family affair. It made no difference to them who the emperor was. Putting their life on their line was stupid to them. So the thirty-two who weren't poisoned couldn't escape the fate of detainment either.

　　Everybody glared at Long Zaitian. If it were not for his graceful act, they wouldn't be in their current predicament.

　　Long Zaitian wore an "I don't care" expression and went to the orange prince to get his reward.

　　"Your majesty, I have not let you down. I have completed the mission you trusted me with."

　　With the orange prince's ambition soon to come to fruition, he extended his hand out and said: "Sit! You were a big help this time, Minister Long. I told you that there would be nothing to worry about with your a.s.sistance. Hahahaha."

　　Long Zaitian laughed along with him, but his eyes were fixated on Shen Yiren's white face, her voluptuous lines, her long-white legs….. Basically he looked at every nook and cranny he could, okay?

　　The orange prince noticed where Long Zaitian was looking but he didn't bust him. He laughed and said: "Here, Minister Long, a toast to you."

　　Long Zaitian asked with surprise: "Oh? Thorn-Tears wine?"

　　The orange prince almost spat as he laughed: "Hahaha, good one, Minister Long."

　　The two of them clinked their cups and finished them.

　　The orange prince felt relieved being able to release everything he had pent-up all at once. He looked at Shen Yiren: "This woman doesn't know a thing about romance. My fourth brother once pursued her for many years and is still unsuccessful. Yet she chose Song Ou or whatever his name was. Why are you so infatuated with her, Minister Long? You leave me truly puzzled."

　　Long Zaitian scratched his chest like his heart was becoming impatient: "You are a dragon, your majesty, and you will soon become the emperor, so it is understandable that you do not fathom the crude thoughts we ordinary people have. I fell for this Shen girl at first sight many years ago. But it is as you said, your majesty, first it was the green prince, his majesty, and then Song Ou getting in my way. I hope that you can help me make my wish a reality, your majesty."

　　Shen Yiren paid no attention to their conversation. She was busy coming up with an escape plan and a way to counterattack.

　　They haven't completely lost yet.

　　The power of Thorn-Tears was strong, but they still had a chance.

　　But as Shen Yiren moved around silently, she suddenly noticed an unbelievable scene. Many imperial guards were fine since they didn't practice any internal arts, and were therefore free from the pain of thorn-tears. But they obeyed the orange prince. They took the warriors who were incapacitated, brought them together and tossed them onto the rings.