Seeing Prince Zhu Youxiao looking deeply worried, the little eunuch hurriedly comforted him: "Prince, you need not worry too much. Among the top ten generals in the world, eight support your ascension to the throne. The people of the world, even more so, are touched by your kindness! Even if other princes have the intention to commit treason, they have no support."
Hearing the eunuch's comforting words, the expression on Prince Zhu Youxiao's face improved somewhat. However, unease still loomed in his heart.
Based on his knowledge of those people, they were all cruel and ruthless types, absolutely unwilling to let him arrive at the Capital alive. Thinking of this, Zhu Youxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, feeling a sense of helplessness: who made him born into an imperial family?
While Prince Zhu Youxiao was lost in his contemplation, the Dragon Ship, massive as a floating fortress on water, abruptly shook as if struck by some heavy object.
