CHAPTER 61
The Witch Makes Her Entrance
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Dongfang Jue froze in shock. Who the hell dared to arrest him?
"Who are you?"
"Dingzhou Prefecture Office. My name is Pang Ruoxing." The imposing man wore a stern expression, radiating impartial authority. "You two would be wise not to resist. The charge of resisting arrest is quite different from simple brawling!"
Pang Ruoxing had noticed both gentlemen carried swords and possessed distinguished features, suggesting considerable skill.
And then there was Liu Mingxuan—clearly no ordinary man, likely not just some run-of-the-mill cultivator either!
"You've got me laughing, you bastard! Me? Resisting arrest? In the Southern Regions, no magistrate's office has ever dared to arrest me!"
Dongfang Jue was speechless. These people were like peasants staring at pigs' snouts—utterly clueless about social hierarchy!
Pang Ruoxing felt the same way. He couldn't help but think the pretty-boy in front of him had lost his mind. Did he really think he was one of those corrupt officials?
If not for the martial arts competition at Ling Mountain requiring him to assist with security here, he’d chop down every last one of these punks!
"Arrest him!"
Ye Qinghan remained motionless, watching as Li Shiyao struggled to rise. He was eager to see just how much use Dongfang Jue's jade pendant would be.
Though Liu Mingxuan might not recognize her, most in Dingzhou Prefecture surely knew the Princess! And even if they didn't recognize her, they'd recognize that token, wouldn't they?
The soldiers were Dongfang Jue's problem. He poured himself another cup and toasted the exquisite beauty in his arms.
Dongfang Jue was furious. Of course she recognized these people's status!
Damn it! Stepping outside only to be arrested by her own men! If word got out, how could she possibly keep her position?
She slammed the military token hard onto the table and roared!
"Damn it! I gave you face! The Dingzhou garrison dares to leave camp without permission! I haven't punished you yet, and you think you can arrest me?!"
"Open your dog eyes and look! Don't even think about it! Even your master, the Prince of Dingzhou—dare he touch a single hair on my head?"
Pang Ruoxing was startled by Dongfang Jue's outburst. The soldiers surrounding Dongfang Jue turned their gaze toward Pang Ruoxing in unison, awaiting further instructions.
"This is… Dingzhou…" Pang Ruoxing was stunned. How did this little punk get hold of the troop deployment token for Dingzhou's city defenses?
Dongfang Jue shoved aside the soldiers surrounding him, stepping right up to the towering Pang Ruoxing. He tilted his head back and glared up at him!
"Tell me! Why did you and your men desert your post without permission!"
"Five days ago, I received orders to rotate defenses and assist in maintaining security around Ling Mountain. This was not desertion." This token represented Dongfang Jue's status—at the very least, that of a provincial prince!
"Why wasn't I informed of this rotation? If memory serves, these men were garrison troops at Zhoushan Pass. Who has taken over their duties now?"
Dongfang Jue sensed something amiss. Though her tiger token had been confiscated by her father for wandering off, she remained the Prince of the North. How could a crucial garrison rotation occur without her prior notification?
"… " Pang Ruoxing fell silent, kneeling on one knee. This was military intelligence. Even if the person before him held noble status, such matters weren't something to be casually disclosed.
Dongfang Jue was also a bit speechless. This fellow actually didn't know who she was.
Dongfang Jue glanced back at Ye Qinghan and Li Shiyao. The pair seemed utterly unfazed, drinking and chatting cheerfully as if nothing had happened.
"Forget it, I won't ask! First, drag that dead dog from the Liu family over there away. He's ruining my drinking mood!"
"Send someone to the inn to find my adjutant, then wait for me at the Dingzhou Prefecture Office."
Meanwhile, Su Cheng dined alone on the first floor of the inn. Though he’d handed over financial control to his First Disciple, he still had some pocket money.
Two small dishes, a pot of liquor—Su Cheng thought to himself, if only life could stay like this forever~
"Landlord~ Another jug!" Su Cheng rubbed his hands together. He rarely drank at the Lingxian Hall, mainly fearing he might lose his composure in front of his disciples if he drank too much.
After all, that fox spirit with her innate allure roamed the halls daily in revealing attire. If drunkenness overtook him, he might well become a beastly master!
But now that Qinghan was absent, Su Cheng intended to treat himself properly! If he drank too much, he could always retreat to his room to sleep it off!
But just as the second pot of wine was placed on the table… Su Cheng spotted a peculiar figure…
A conical hat partially concealed her lovely face. Beneath her night-cloak lay layers of leather armor and skirted armor, while an ink-black sash accentuated her perfectly sculpted figure, leaving one with an endless aftertaste.
As the graceful figure settled into a corner seat, the conical hat was removed, revealing a face of breathtaking beauty that could rival any goddess. The fragrant aura surrounding her instantly filled the room.
Holy crap! Another stunning beauty! That figure… drool drool drool!
The figure paused, her gaze sweeping the hall. Who's talking?
【Holy crap! Witch Su Muchan! What's she doing in Dingzhou City? Shouldn't she be at the Celestial Path Pavilion assassinating Cheng Liang?】
Su Muchan's heart skipped a beat. She'd been discovered the moment she arrived in Dingzhou City!
This person not only knew her identity but also her purpose for being here!
Her gaze swept the hall again, catching that fleeting glance! Was it this man?
Su Muchan stared intently at Su Cheng, who sat alone drinking in a corner just like her, scrutinizing him carefully!
【Holy crap! She's looking at me! Am I busted? I'm definitely busted!】
Su Muchan had thought someone was whispering, but no matter how she looked, this person hadn't spoken a word!
【I absolutely can't let her latch onto me. She's nothing but trouble!】
【Right, she doesn't even recognize me now. I need to act more natural…】
"Qinghan, two plates of the boss's special, please!"
【Holy crap! My mouth! I'm done for! She's looking at me again!】
Su Muchan was stunned too. The voice speaking was identical to the one she'd heard earlier…
Was that strange voice actually this man's inner thoughts?
Regardless, now that he knows about me, I can't just leave it be!
Putting the conical hat back on, she crossed the hall and approached Su Cheng's table.
【Damn my mouth! Now I've actually caught her attention!】
【Qinghan, come save your master! I'm done for!】
Su Muchan stood before the desk, observing the scholarly-looking, delicate man before her as she pondered the key phrases she'd gathered.
Qinghan? Master?
Ye Qinghan? His master? That would make him the head of Lingxian Hall—Cheng Liang's senior brother?
"Hello, may I sit here?"
"No!" Su Cheng nearly jumped up in panic…
Su Muchan was taken aback. A beauty as stunning as herself wanted to share a table with her, and she was actually refused!
【Absolutely cannot be associated with her—she’s the future Supreme Ruler of the Demon Realm, Cheng Liang’s prospective consort!】
【She's not Ye Qinghan. At least Ye Qinghan had a reason for killing people. If Su Muchan wants to kill someone, even my breathing is wrong!】
【Please, just go be Cheng Liang's lapdog, okay?】
Noticing Su Muchan's awkwardness, Su Cheng quickly interjected with a forced smile: "Um… this seat is taken."
Su Muchan nearly exploded upon hearing Su Cheng's inner monologue!
She clearly came to kill Cheng Liang, yet in this man's eyes, she was going to be his lapdog!
This… dog of a man dared to insult her like this! If Cheng Liang didn't die, then he would!
Who could possibly swallow such humiliation? This was the last straw!
"Oh." Su Muchan sat down abruptly, glaring at Su Cheng with pure venom.
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