Enemy attack! Assassins!

Lette instantly tensed up, squinting his eyes and locking onto the enemy's position at the first moment.

"Interesting, choosing to attack when I'm on my way back. Compared to when we set out, vigilance has indeed decreased somewhat.

Not a bad choice, but unfortunately, they picked the wrong target."

After the Flame Arrows, a group of assassins charged collectively.

Besides the two people responsible for hunting the coachman, everyone else fearlessly charged towards the carriage.

However, the next moment, a burst of light descended, and all the assassins disappeared.

The coachman, who just thought he was doomed, slowly opened his eyes, only to find there were no enemies around.

He looked around in bewilderment and found that the surrounding assassins had also completely vanished, with only Lette standing next to him, smiling at him.

"Let's go."

"Divine Envoy... Divine Envoy, just now..."

"Nothing just happened, you remember nothing. Continue driving, take me back to where I live."

"Ah, yes! Shall you get in?"

Unexpectedly, Lette waved his hand: "No need, just keep driving."

"Yes, yes, sir."

The coachman dared not go against Lette's wishes and immediately whipped the horses, driving the four pure white steeds forward.

However, from the horses' laborious steps, it seemed as if the carriage was packed full of people.

Just as the coachman was puzzled, a burst of Holy Light bloomed on the horses.

The four white horses neighed continuously, stepped gracefully, and effortlessly pulled the carriage on the way home.

The speed was even faster than when they came.

Lette followed behind them, and although he was on foot, his speed was not at all inferior.

Thus, one person and one carriage returned to the envoy's settlement one after the other.

The members of the envoy seeing Lette return, gathered around, greeting and welcoming him.

Lette waved his hand, immediately opening the door of the carriage.

In an instant, a group of people rolled out from the carriage, collapsing powerless on the ground.

The coachman was startled, not knowing when these people got into the carriage.

Moreover, how could such a small carriage hold so many people?

Could it be they were stacked like long wooden boxes inside the carriage?

It seems that at the start, it was not an illusion that the carriage couldn't move; it was indeed very heavy.

The coachman's face turned grim as he looked.

These people, these guys lying on the ground groaning like noodles, weren't they the ones who attacked the carriage just now?

Vanishing into thin air, the old coachman thought it was his hallucination.

Unexpectedly, these people had actually gone to his carriage.

"What are you looking at?"

Lette, with hands behind his back, looked towards the security team of the envoy: "These people harbored ill intentions and tried to ambush me on my way back.

Now I order you to escort these guys to the storeroom, watch them closely.

I'll question them later."

"Yes, sir!"

The guards of the envoy, upon hearing this, were so angry that their hair stood on end.

When Lette was going to the meeting, they wanted to follow and protect his safety, but were politely refused by Lette.

After all, this trip was for a negotiation, bringing guards couldn't show his willingness for cooperation.

Not to mention, after attending so many activities in the Holy City these days, everything was calm, and the guards relaxed their vigilance, agreeing not to follow Lette.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong.

The guards felt like tearing those little hooligans into pieces for letting the Divine Envoy encounter such troubles due to their negligence!

Bastards! Do you know the greatness of the Divine Envoy? Do you understand what the Divine Envoy means to the believers of the Light God Sect?

If something happened to the Envoy, what about the millions of believers?

Who would save, who would enlighten, and who would liberate?

The guards, while escorting these rascals, wouldn't be polite, dealing heavy blows.

By the time Lette returned to his room, had a short rest, and took a sip of water, then came back to the courtyard to interrogate these rascals, he found they had been beaten several times.

Seeing the pitiful state of the rascals, Lette gave a helpless bitter smile.

One must know, this Holy Mountain envoy group was originally dispatched by the Light God Sect.

Not a single person was replaced, just added Jenny and himself for accompaniment.

Those who could join this envoy group were elite among the Church Court.

Even these guards were skilled Divine Officers and battle-hardened warriors.

Most importantly, they were definitely proficient in Light God Technique!

Regarding these rascals, the guards hated them to the core, immediately giving them a good beating.

After beating them up, they would directly heal them, treating their injuries almost completely, then beating them up again.

And so, a cycle of endless repetition.

The assassins couldn't endure for long and collectively surrendered, choosing to confess.

There was no other way, enduring such torture was too unbearable, even wanting to die wasn't easy.

And seeing these lunatics didn't plan to let them go easily.

After being beaten for several rounds, it seemed like the more they beat, the angrier they got, with no intention to stop.

The final straw breaking the camel's back was these guys healing each other in front of the criminals.