Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord
Chapter 1111: Sneaking into the Capital

Chapter 1111: Chapter 1111: Sneaking into the Capital

"Brother Zhang, didn’t you say you wanted to take revenge? Why are you following me then?"

"Your enemy is the Fourth Prince, and the Prime Minister is also part of the Imperial court, just like him. If we join forces, it’ll be easier to deal with them. Little brother, don’t you agree?"

The dwarf thought for a moment. It seemed to make sense; two people are better than one. He nodded involuntarily, "Alright!"

The dwarf agreed to avenge with him, and Zhang San was delighted, trailing behind him cheerfully, "Little brother, where are we going now?"

"Back to the Capital."

The Fourth Prince was in the Capital. He betrayed him, and the dwarf could not swallow this humiliation without confronting him.

His heart was set on serving him, but the Fourth Prince, with a hidden dagger behind his smile, had quietly sold him out.

After spending three days and three nights in the tunnels of the Prime Minister’s Mansion, they unknowingly had left the Capital. Now in the suburbs, returning to the Capital would take some effort.

"Alright, wherever you go, little brother, I’ll follow."

As they spoke, they headed towards the Capital. On the way, they came across a wagon carrying goods and hitched a ride.

About two hours later, they arrived at the city gate.

Today’s city gate was not as relaxed as usual, with free comings and goings.

At the gate stood about a dozen guards with swords at their waists, strictly questioning the people entering the city. One of the guards was holding a portrait, comparing it with passersby.

The two of them, looking scruffy and disheveled, were covered in dirt and very noticeable. Especially Zhang San, who, after spending over a decade in the dungeon, hadn’t shaved or cut his hair, and was barefoot without a pair of shoes.

The dwarf, seeing the situation, grabbed Zhang San and turned to leave.

"Little brother, what are you doing? Didn’t we say we’d enter the city? Why aren’t we going in now?" Zhang San asked, confused.

"Are you stupid? Didn’t you see the guards checking everyone?"

Zhang San turned back and took a glance, feeling a bit lucky, "Isn’t it normal for the city gates to be checked? Maybe they aren’t looking for us!"

"You’re really naive!"

The dwarf gave him a disdainful look, turned sideways, and ducked behind a wall, regretting agreeing to seek revenge with Zhang San.

"What now? Are they really after us?"

"Of course, didn’t you notice the insignia on the guards’ attire are from the Prime Minister’s residence?"

"Really?"

Zhang San peeked forward again.

"Don’t look too much, it’ll make them suspicious."

"So what do we do now?"

"Let’s wait for a bit."

The dwarf crouched at the corner of the wall, pondering a solution, while Zhang San stood nervously pacing back and forth.

"Stop pacing, it’s making me dizzy." The dwarf said impatiently, annoyed by Zhang San’s uneasiness.

"Alright!"

"Follow me!" The dwarf pulled Zhang San along as he moved.

Although they were outside the city, there were still a few rundown houses around.

People entering the city would pass by these dilapidated houses.

Not far away, there was a man around thirty years of age, wearing rough clothes, carrying a load of firewood on his shoulder, closely followed by a child, walking slowly towards them...

The dwarf hid behind the wall, occasionally peering out.

"Little brother, what are you doing?"

"Shh, be quiet."

Reprimanded by the dwarf, Zhang San dared not make another sound, afraid that angering the little brother would mean he wouldn’t let him join in seeking vengeance. Alone, he was no match for the mighty Prime Minister.

The man carrying firewood gradually approached them.

The dwarf suddenly pulled out a dagger from his bosom, leaped out, and swiftly slashed at the man’s throat...

"Splurt...!"

The man was caught completely off guard; the major artery in his neck was severed, and he lay on the ground, unable to utter a word, making choking sounds from his mouth.