Chapter 187: What Is a Weakness?

Zhou Tian is naturally pleased.

In his view, he has already understood Yang Jun's weakness.

From his perspective, he has also mastered Yang Jun's way of acting.

As long as he can pin down Yang Jun's weakness, what matter cannot be resolved?

"Change? Who said that?"

"Are you thinking too much? For me, is there any need to change?"

Yang Jun snorted coldly, Zhou Tian raised his brows, and immediately rebutted.

But Yang Jun at this moment shook his head again.

"I'll tell Yu Mingyue when I go back: if I don't see my three women return home today, I'll practice on her foster parents."

"Or we could do something like a sacrifice."

Yang Jun's words startled Zhou Tian.

"Yang Jun, dare you act recklessly? Aren't you afraid my master will directly attack the Pingxi Prince's Mansion?"

"Is that so? Then let's see if she has the guts—my father is Prince Pingxi."

Yang Jun gave a faint smile, dismissing it.

When Yang Jun returned to the Pingxi Prince's Mansion, he got the news passed along by Qinglong.

"My father went to the Northern Border?"

While speaking, Yang Jun wore a bitter expression.

Besides worrying about his father's safety, he must also consider the current situation.

He had just put on an act before Zhou Tian, and now his father left—this face-slap came too fast.

Moreover, his father departed with Yun Fengyun's command.

Then, there are even more things to worry about.

Is this Yun Fengyun's deliberate ploy? Is he trying to get rid of his father?

If it's a genuine mission, what sort of mission is this?

Without his father, who can check Yu Mingyue?

After thinking it over, Yang Jun's only recourse is to seek help, and the only person who can aid him is Yun Fengyue—no one else!

Thinking this through, Yang Jun had no time to think further, so he rushed straight to the Elder Princess's mansion.

Yun Fengyue is wholeheartedly intent on rebellion, so she likely has many hidden fun things in her hands.

To save his life, this is also essential.

Upon seeing Yun Fengyue, Yang Jun's explanation became much simpler.

He directly recounted his father's advance into the Northern Border and expressed his hope that Yun Fengyue would support him.

After all, the danger he faces is extremely hard to deal with.

What Yang Jun didn't expect was that after he said that, Yun Fengyue smiled faintly.

"Letting Yang Ye go north is actually my plan."

"If trouble arises in the Northern Border, Prince Zhenbei Xiong Zhen doesn't respond, Yun Fengyun will surely grow more anxious; only by sending someone he trusts to investigate can he feel at ease."

"Besides Yang Ye, who could take on the task? Moreover, Yun Fengyun knows Yang Ye well, so he naturally would only send Yang Ye."

"Actually doing this, letting him leave, makes me feel more at ease; after all, once he leaves, I won't be stuck in the middle, torn left and right."

Yun Fengyue spoke softly, wearing a charming look.

After explaining, Yun Fengyue unconsciously nodded.

Such matters, she had planned for a long time before reaching this decision.

"What? This matter is actually arranged by you?"

"Yes, it's me."

"Alright, since it's you, you must take responsibility for me!"

Yang Jun felt aggrieved, looking uneasy.

"Don't you realize my father was sent away by your design, and now I'm facing the Haotian Sect's Sect Leader, Yu Mingyue?"

"With such a formidable opponent, what can you have me do?"

Yang Jun's words made Yun Fengyue's expression turn solemn.

"Yu Mingyue? How did you provoke her? She's a Grandmaster!"

Yun Fengyue felt somewhat tense; Yu Mingyue's strength also made her very wary.

"Don't think I'm only half a step from a Grandmaster; you don't know how vast the gap is."

"You want me to help—how should I help?"

Yun Fengyue's brows were furrowed, her face displeased.

Such a thing isn't that easy to simply resolve.

"Actually, you don't need to fight her with real weapons; just maintain your momentum in the standoff."

"Really?"

Yun Fengyue listened to Yang Jun's words, neither immediately accepting nor rejecting, but fell into thought.

Seeing this, Yang Jun couldn't help but feel anxious.

【No way, why is this Yun Fengyue so hard to deal with?】

【How can I get her to lend me her Iron Blood Female Guard?】

【Doesn't she realize that if something happens to me, who else can help her rebel?】

Yang Jun's inner thoughts startled Yun Fengyue.

How could Yang Jun possibly know about the Iron-Blood Female Guard?

You must know, this Iron-Blood Female Guard is one of her powerful trump cards, always kept secret from outsiders; how could this Yang Jun know about it?

However, Yun Fengyue also realizes that Yang Jun, in fact, really hasn't said anything wrong.

On the road of rebellion, the person I can cooperate with—these days, truly no one but Yang Jun.

Without Yang Jun, wanting to succeed would truly be difficult.

Yang Ye's departure from the capital left Yang Jun without protection, which is also inseparably tied to me.

"Yang Jun, since that's the case, This Palace can still help you."

Now that I've figured it out, that means I must make a quick decision on this matter.

"Good, then this matter is settled like this."

Yang Jun nodded in satisfaction; deciding these matters this way is simply the most appropriate.

At night, Yang Jun set up a banquet at the Pingxi Prince's Mansion.

And the guests were none other than Yu Mingyue's foster parents.

At the banquet, several people dressed as maidservants stood behind Yang Jun.

These people were the Iron-Blood Female Guard that Yang Jun borrowed today from Yun Fengyue.

All seven are martial dao experts of fifth rank or above; most importantly, they possess a joint sword formation that, even when facing ninth-rank experts, gives them a fighting chance!

Of course, relying solely on these is still insufficient to deal with Yu Mingyue.

But Yang Jun isn't panicking; with these reinforcements, he now has a fighting chance.

Having Yu Mingyue's foster parents here can also counterbalance Yu Mingyue, preventing her from recklessly killing without restraint.

"You two, how is the culinary skill in your esteemed mansion? And this wine—you can have a taste, for health."

Yang Jun greeted them with a smile.

"Yang Jun, why hasn't Mingyue come yet? Didn't you say she would definitely come today?"

"Yes, Yang Jun, understand what's going on?"

Yu Mingyue's foster parents still feel somewhat uneasy; living in this prince's mansion, they always feel unaccustomed to everything.

The two spoke to Yang Jun, both appearing somewhat cautious, with uneasy expressions.

Such a situation is indeed not something these hardworking laborers can adapt to.