Conferred Gods: Master Tongtian is my master

Chapter 314 Bo Yikao Arrives at the Military Camp

"Stop! Who is in the carriage? This is an important military location, you can't move around casually!" A soldier held a spear in his hand, frowned, and shouted loudly, with unquestionable majesty in his voice.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, fixed on the slowly approaching carriage.

When the driver saw this, his heart tightened and he hurriedly stopped the carriage.

His face was pale, he gripped the reins tightly with both hands, stood up tremblingly from his seat, and got out of the carriage carefully.

The servant looked up at the soldier, his eyes full of fear and anxiety.

"Sir, I am not a bad person."

There was a tremor in the servant's voice. He tried to calm himself down and said, "I am only here to escort you here. I hope you will forgive me, sir."

The soldier's brows knitted together slightly as he looked at the boy, seemingly trying to determine the truth in his words.

After a moment, he sneered, his voice full of disdain and ridicule:

"Oh? A noble? Humph! Let him get off the carriage immediately. I want to see who dares to come to this important military location!"

The servant was even more terrified when he heard this. He knew that the nobleman in the carriage was of noble status, but this place was a military stronghold and no outsiders were allowed to enter at will.

He hesitated for a moment, but still mustered up his courage, turned around, walked towards the carriage, and gently lifted the curtain.

"Sir, please get out of the car."

There was a hint of pleading in the servant's voice. He looked at the figure in the carriage, his eyes full of helplessness and worry.

The figure in the carriage moved slightly, and then a clear voice came:

"understood."

Then, a young man dressed in gorgeous clothes and with a handsome face slowly walked out of the carriage. It was Bo Yikao who came from Chaoge.

He glanced at the soldiers and servants around him, then walked straight towards the soldier.

Bo Yikao's steps were steady and powerful, and each step seemed so unhurried. He walked in front of the soldiers, smiled slightly, and said in a gentle and powerful voice:

"I am Bo Yikao, son of Xibohou Jichang. I have come here to see my father. Please go and tell him about it."

The soldier was startled when he heard this. He widened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him carefully.

Bo Yikao had a handsome face and a heroic look between his brows, and he was quite similar to Ji Chang.

However, the soldier's doubts did not dissipate. He turned around and looked at several soldiers around him, his eyes full of confusion and uneasiness.

"Oh, what a joke! The eldest master has been dead for a long time, and someone actually dared to impersonate him. He really doesn't know how to live or die." A soldier sneered, with sarcasm and disdain in his voice.

There was contempt and disdain in his eyes, as if he was looking at an arrogant person who didn't know his place.

"That's right, arrest him and hand him over to the Prime Minister for punishment!" another soldier echoed.

There was anger and determination in his voice, as if he wanted to bring this liar who dared to pretend to be the son of King Xibo to justice.

"Yes, he might be a spy from the Shang Dynasty, trying to steal our military secrets. We must not let him get away with it!"

Other soldiers echoed the words, their voices full of anger and a sense of justice. They gripped their weapons tightly, as if they were going to execute the liar on the spot.

Faced with the soldiers' doubts and anger, Bo Yikao smiled slightly and did not panic.

He slowly took out a jade pendant from his arms and held it above his head so that the soldiers could clearly see the patterns and words on it.

"This is the jade pendant my father gave me as proof of my identity. If you don't believe me, you can take it to my father for verification."

Bo Yikao's voice was gentle yet powerful, and his words revealed an unquestionable majesty and confidence.

Seeing this, the soldiers gathered around.

They looked at the jade pendant carefully and saw that it was engraved with intricate patterns and words, and it looked very valuable.

However, these soldiers still had doubts about Bo Yikao's identity.

"This... this jade pendant looks real..." a soldier muttered to himself.

There was a hint of hesitation and uncertainty in his voice, as if he was confused by this sudden situation.

"But the eldest master has passed away for a long time. How can this jade pendant alone prove his identity?" another soldier questioned.

There was a hint of sarcasm and disbelief in his voice, as if he was amused by the liar's clumsy performance.

When Bo Yikao heard what everyone was saying, his expression was gentle, his eyes revealed a calmness and confidence, and he said slowly:

"I know the doubts in your hearts, but please believe me, I am indeed Bo Yikao, the son of Xibohou."

He paused and continued:

"I understand your worries and concerns. After all, identity is a serious matter. If you still don't believe me, please pass the message on so that I can see my father and everything will be clear."

The soldiers looked at each other, still somewhat hesitant. They were filled with confusion and doubt. Was this man who claimed to be the son of Xibohou real or fake?

If he is real, then offending him will have disastrous consequences. But if he is fake and is an assassin sent by the Shang Dynasty, then what should we do?

"Why don't you just go and pass the message on?"

A soldier finally spoke up, his voice carrying a hint of hesitation and uneasiness, "If it's true, and we offend him, we'll be in big trouble."

The other soldiers nodded in agreement after hearing this. They knew that although this decision was a bit risky, it was the best option at the moment.

If this person is really the son of Ji Chang, then if they offend him, the consequences will be disastrous.

After all, in this era of primogeniture, the eldest son has extremely high say, so this matter is naturally of great importance.

However, another soldier offered a different view:

"But if it's fake, and was sent by the Shang Dynasty to assassinate the king, wouldn't that be inviting a wolf into the house?"

There was a hint of worry and fear in his voice, as if he had already seen the terrible consequences.

The other soldiers also frowned upon hearing this. They knew that this worry was not without reason.

If this man was really an assassin sent by the Shang Dynasty, then by informing him, wouldn't they have become accomplices in the murder of the king?

At this time, an older soldier said:

"It is better to pass the message on. The Prime Minister and the two immortals are here. It is impossible for him to have the opportunity to murder the king."

After hearing this, everyone felt that their worries were a bit exaggerated.

Yes, with the immortals around, how could anyone take advantage of them?

They all nodded in agreement and decided to pass the message on to the Prime Minister and the immortals to determine the identity of this person.

"Okay, I'll pass the message right away. However, if you dare to pretend to be the son of King Xibo, you will bear the consequences yourself!" A soldier stared at Bo Yikao and said gritting his teeth.

After a while, the soldier came back and said to Bo Yikao in a deep voice:

"Let's go. The Prime Minister wants to see you first. Once your identity is confirmed, he will take you to see the King."

When Bo Yikao heard this, he was excited. He was finally going to see his father. He nodded and responded:

"Okay, thank you for leading the way!"

The soldiers surrounded Bo Yikao and walked through the hustle and bustle of the military camp towards the prime minister's tent.