Chapter 490: The Royal Prison

The prison of the Ruyang Royal Mansion was indeed heavily guarded!
Breaking in unnoticed to rescue prisoners was a highly difficult task. However, the arrival of Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo greatly helped Happy.
With the Eighth Prince held captive and two top martial artists appearing, the mansion’s guards were alarmed. Most of them, fearing their master might suffer, rushed to the main gates, leaving the otherwise secure mansion full of vulnerabilities.
Without wasting much time, Happy led two cold-faced men dressed in nightwear to the vicinity of the prison…
Behind them were two famous martial artists from the capital—“Iron Knife” and “Thick Sword.” They were solitary fighters who became renowned for challenging the top experts in the capital. With the help of Bai Xiaosheng, they had escaped the pursuit of the First-Class Hall and other sects by having their whereabouts concealed at a critical moment, thus owing Bai Xiaosheng a great debt. Now, at his invitation, they were repaying that favor.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The deadly “Wind-Blowing Needles” were essential for killing and robbing, both at home and on the road. Against ordinary soldiers, they were almost always effective.
Bai Xiaosheng had excellent taste—his two assistants were highly skilled and precise in timing. Happy didn’t need to worry about such details. Seizing the moment, they rushed past the two fallen Yuan soldiers and headed straight into the prison. Their courage and confidence made the two following them look nervous and solemn.
Although the outer defenses had been lifted, they had no idea what was inside the prison. If they couldn’t clear the obstacles quickly, it might still alert the mansion and draw in the city guards.
Not daring to delay, the two followed the unknown martial artist at lightning speed into the prison!
As soon as they entered, they heard two rapid “bang” sounds…
Glancing around, they saw the prison hall filled with fallen Yuan soldiers. Each one had a terrifyingly thin sword wound on their chest, and it seemed they hadn’t even had time to draw their weapons—several dozen Yuan soldiers seemed to have died from a single strike…
“What fast, fierce, and precise swordsmanship!”
The two gasped in shock!
Looking closer, they saw the mysterious martial artist brought by Bai Xiaosheng already at the prison corridor twenty meters away. Two Yuan soldiers holding curved swords were held in his palms like chicks, their arms limp, weapons dropped, and they lay on the ground like defeated beasts.
“Look at his weapons.”

“Thick Sword” had sharp eyes and let out a low exclamation. Only then did Iron Knife notice that this time, the unknown expert wasn’t using a sword but boxing gloves.
In the dark prison, the faint light emitted by the golden boxing gloves was still very noticeable. The remaining glow lingered in the air for over a second before disappearing.
Iron Knife paused, saying nothing.
“3rd-tier Golden Boxing Gloves—this guy has some real resources,” Thick Sword said with envy.
The 1st-tier legendary Golden Boxing Gloves had a fierce design—fingers like hooks, able to move freely at each joint, extremely agile, with astonishing tearing and blocking effects and rapid attack speed.
However, it was said that the Golden Boxing Gloves were also the hardest to upgrade in rank. Ordinary blacksmiths didn’t dare touch them, so despite their low price, they were in short supply.
Those who possessed such weapons could no longer be simply described as wealthy!
Iron Knife frowned and murmured, “Talk about it later. Focus on completing the mission.” He stepped forward and chased after them quickly…
…
There weren’t many Yuan soldiers in the prison, but those who heard the noise quickly became alert.
“Someone’s trying to escape prisoners!!”
Four Yuan soldiers rushed out from the innermost cell, drawing their curved swords, but were stopped by a stern, deep voice behind them!
“Keep an eye on the prisoner!”
As he spoke, a foreign man with many small braids stepped forward from behind the corner. His deep, cold eyes fixed on Happy’s face, and he said in a cold tone, “He’s mine.”
Ah San!
It was Ah San, who had been assigned to guard the prisoners in the prison.
During the battle at Wan’an Temple, Happy had managed to escape from his grasp. Later, he had rescued experts from the six major sects right under their noses. The two of them had already had two unpleasant encounters.
Each time, Ah San failed to capture Happy! As a result, his reputation in the eyes of Prince Ruyang and Princess Zhao Min had suffered greatly, leading to him being sent to guard the prison.
To this day, this young martial arts expert from the realm of life and death had left an indelible impression on him.
Now, facing their enemy again, right in the prison of Prince Ruyang’s mansion, Ah San inevitably felt the urge to kill this man and report his success to the prince!
Happy’s expression turned serious…
His gaze swept over Ah San and then shifted to the prison cells behind the four Yuan soldiers.
There, a man and a woman sat up in surprise, staring over:
“Happy… why have you come?”
Silver Fox clearly didn’t quite understand the situation and revealed Happy’s identity with just one sentence.

Hearing the Silver Fox’s words, Wind Chime’s eyes instantly widened in shock: “Happy? You say he’s happy?” Her face was filled with disbelief, and the surprise in her eyes grew even stronger.
Iron Knife and Thick Sword, who were following closely behind, happened to hear the Silver Fox and Wind Chime’s exclamations. Their bodies trembled as they stared in disbelief at the mysterious man’s suddenly imposing and unfathomable figure:
“The best among masters!”
“No wonder…” The two exchanged glances.
“I’ll keep A San occupied. Please rescue them.”
Now that his identity had been revealed, Happy wasn’t worried that Thick Sword and Iron Knife would expose his own. During the mission, it was impossible to send messages by pigeon. As long as they could safely leave the Ruyang Prince’s Mansion, even if the First Rank Hall sent everyone they had, it might not be enough to capture the Silver Fox, Wind Chime, and himself. He calmly gave orders.
“Okay!”
Thick Sword and Iron Knife exchanged a glance and quickly moved around to the cells where the Silver Fox and Wind Chime were imprisoned.
A San sneered: “With this lord here, do you still think you can rescue them?”
His aura was overwhelming! The two blue bricks beneath his feet instantly shattered into dust. With his fingers spread wide, he lunged at Iron Knife like a Vajra.
In a flash!
Happy moved even faster and appeared in front of A San. His golden boxing gloves, glowing with a chilling light, snapped onto A San’s arm like lightning…
One grasp, one lock.
With a slight wave of his hand in true masterly style, A San froze as if struck by lightning.
With that successful strike, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms unleashed a majestic dragon roar, pushing A San back several steps…
Immediately after!
Whoosh!
A punch faster than the speed of sound swept past his face, leaving several faint streaks of blood on A San’s cheeks.
Roaring in fury, A San finally managed to shake Happy off, his face a mix of anger and shock—hadn’t A San possessed extraordinary combat skills, Happy’s successive attacks might have caused far more than just scratches on his face.
“Remember!”
Seeing Thick Sword and Iron Sword take the opportunity to move to the back and fight against the Yuan soldiers, Happy became determined. He slightly unfolded his fierce, sturdy golden boxing gloves, fixed his gaze on A San’s eyes, and spoke in a softer tone: “When your opponent is me… don’t be too careless.”
A San exploded in rage!