[1] Transmigrated Into a World of Villains

The Third Prince barely had time to settle down when he heard rustling noises behind him—bandits were on the chase!

The Third Prince took off running.

The bandits in pursuit followed suit.

Di Zian checked the treasury. Gold, silver, jewels, and various chests were all present; nothing had been stolen.

These were to be deposited in the national treasury.

Losing them would have been disastrous.

[Yay! Seventh Brother is amazing! Finally added something to our Heavenly Saint Dynasty's treasury!]

[A success! A success!]

Di Zian patted the little princess's cheek. "Sister, you really are my little lucky charm."

If it weren't for her suggestion, he wouldn't have managed to handle Feng Batian so smoothly.

"Seventh Prince, the figure in black didn't get away; he ran to the foot of the mountain and fell into a ravine," Big Scarred Face said with a look of regret. "I never expected Little Scarred Face to collude with outsiders and betray the chief."

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would hardly believe it.

Both had sworn to follow the chief for life.

Di Zian frowned. There was something familiar about the voice of the figure in black, but he couldn't quite place where he had heard it before.

"That Little Scarred Face has quite a network."

Big Scarred Face muttered, "I think I heard Little Scarred Face mention once that he had relatives in the palace. At the time, it was just the brothers talking, and no one took it seriously."

"Relatives in the palace?" Di Zian's expression grew serious.

The little princess in his arms yawned.

Di Zian focused and quickly fed her a bit of milk, and she fell into a deep sleep.

Di Zian then went to find Feng Batian.

At this moment, Feng Batian, having survived the ordeal, was sitting in a chair. The black and purple discoloration on his face had faded, but he still held onto the little princess's tuft of baby hair like a protective talisman, guarding it closely.

When Di Zian arrived, Feng Batian immediately knelt on one knee and performed a grand salute. "Seventh Prince."

Di Zian was a bit surprised.

After all, Feng Batian had previously threatened to kill him.

Seeing him being so courteous all of a sudden made Di Zian a bit uncomfortable.

"Chief Feng, please get up."

Feng Batian quickly kowtowed twice on the ground. "Seventh Prince, you saved me from a dire situation. I, Feng Batian, am someone who repays kindness. You are my savior."

"This wasn't really my doing. If you want to thank someone, it should be my sister."

[Eh? Why thank me?]

The little princess, still chewing on her hand, looked up in surprise.

Di Zian smiled, "To be honest, I had a dream last night where my sister told me you would be in danger today, so I came to save you. My sister is my little lucky star. Without her, you would have likely ended up dead."

[Wow~ Brother, is that really the case?]

[It must be a prophetic dream! The heavens must be showing mercy, seeing that you've had bad luck, so they gave you a dream to turn things around.]