Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 785 - 33: 4 [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]_1

Chapter 785: Chapter 33: 4 [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]_1

"Of course, I remember!"

Chu Liang reflexively voiced out, only to pause slightly afterward.

Many thoughts flickered across his mind in those moments.

It was like being asked to recite an essay in school when he hadn’t even completed the assignment.

He had to say something, but he was unsure if it would bring good or bad fortune.

As his mind raced, he stood up and continued responding: "You misunderstood, General. I didn’t do anything."

"Didn’t you?" Jing Wuya scrutinized him with his gaze. "Li Fei is alluring and used to be a renowned beauty in Surge Wave City, can you resist her temptation?"

"Li Fei did come by just now, but I rejected her outright." Chu Liang followed along with his hint.

The ban imposed by Jing Wuya seemed to be related to the concubines.

"Hmm..." Jing Wuya moved his Iron Head, saying, "Even though you have spent some time studying the habits and manners of the Monarch, those are all external things. There are many private occasions that we do not know about. If you arouse suspicion from those in close attendance or from the consorts, it will only lead to unnecessary trouble."

"I understand," responded Chu Liang.

"The citizens of Fuyao Country still find it hard to accept the change in rule. We need you to fill in for some time. In due course, when everyone in the court and the outlying regions have accepted my control, you can step down successfully. There will be a place for you in the new royal court of Fuyao Country," added Jing Wuya.

He’s painting a rosy picture for me.

Once you seize power, would you still keep someone around who knows your secret? It seems likelier that I will end up dead with my body dismembered.

Chu Liang scoffed silently while verbally expressing, "I understand, I will do my utmost."

Jing Wuya nodded in response, preparing to leave.

Suddenly, Chu Liang spoke, "General, may I see Xue Lingxue once again?"

"Hmm?" Jing Wuya spun around abruptly. His gaze bore into Chu Liang with a chilling murderous intent.

Once Chu Liang lowered his gaze again, Jing Wuya relented and said, "You never had so much to say before... Being a monarch for just a day, and you’re already making demands? Did you forget you’re not Han Lingshou?"

"I dare not! I apologize, General!" Chu Liang apologized profusely. He was aware that his abrupt question may arouse Jing Wuya’s suspicion, but he didn’t know when he would have another chance to ask, so he took the risk.

In response to Jing Wuya’s interrogation, he stepped back two strides, curling himself up and replied, "I’m nothing more than a low-ranking official. It is my utmost honor to serve under you on your grand endeavor. How could I dare have any demands?"

"I merely thought that if the real Monarch were here, he would not miss the chance to welcome Miss Xue’s rare visit. Under any circumstances, he would have invited her for a meeting. This is just my speculation, in an attempt to better play this role. If you disapprove, General, I will refrain from taking any initiative."

After saying this, he remained silent for a long while.

Jing Wuya stared at Chu Liang, who looked genuinely frightened and nervous. This convinced him that his suspicions were unfounded.

After a moment, he turned around again and said, "You’re doing well so far, and I will consider your suggestion. Just be careful while in the palace."

"As you command," Chu Liang replied.

Only when Jing Wuya left with his measured strides did Chu Liang’s expression switch from humble fear to indifference. As a performing artist with many years of experience, such a minor situation was far too easy for him.

All he was doing was impersonating a man impersonating the Monarch. He could slip into a role this complex in the blink of an eye.

A master of his craft.

Having fooled Jing Wuya into leaving, he first moved Li Fei, who was bound by the Demon Binding Rope, and woke her with a touch to the crown of her head.

"Don’t panic just yet, listen to me..." Chu Liang tried to explain.

However, Li Fei, with her seductive gaze, suddenly said, "I’m not in a hurry... haha, it’s amusing, I actually thought you were pretending to be the Monarch just now..."

She glanced at the rope binding her.

"Who else would be as adept as the Monarch?"

...

Indeed.

This sly old Han Lingshou also had a bit of an eccentric side, huh?

Even then, as the Monarch of Fuyao country, it would not be surprising for him to do anything.

In such an outrageous manner, he convinced Li Fei to believe in his identity. Chu Liang didn’t think he had to explain his true identity to her; it wouldn’t be good if word got out.

So, with a flick of his sleeve, he said, "I was indeed too distraught earlier, I did not consider other matters."

"So, Your Majesty is indeed a person of humaneness and duty..." As Li Fei looked at Chu Liang, she added: "Since Your Majesty now has some free time, shall we continue? But please don’t hit my head again. I got dizzy already... If you must hit, then..."

Then what?

Chu Liang looked black.

"...use a whip," Li fei said deliriously, "I like that."

Indeed, the people of the palace sure know how to play.

Looking at her now besotted by poison, Chu Liang wondered how she knew he had a whip. He needs to figure out a way to detoxify her, he thought.

Just as he thought this, he suddenly heard a knock at the door from outside.

Knock, knock, knock.

"...

"Is the Fuyao Country’s sleeping palace a market?" Chu Liang felt anger surge up in him.

Why was it everyone was taking a stroll here as if they had nothing to do?

He queried aloud: "Who’s there?"

"Your Majesty, the bull whip, goji berry, fresh oyster soup prepared by Mistress Li Fei is ready. This servant is here to deliver it," responded a voice from outside, presumably that of a palace attendant.

What a feat!

Listening to the name of the soup left Chu Liang shocked. "This mistress must be a saintess of the Joint Pleasure Sect!" he surmised.

Meanwhile, Li Fei, poisoned by the Demon Binding Rope, was completely knocked out.

Chu Liang stuffed her under the bed again and called out, "Come in."

In walked a palace attendant with a small hat on his head, carrying a tray very respectfully. He placed the tray on the table without daring to raise his eyes up, as if he was afraid of seeing something inappropriate.

Working in palace chambers was quite unfortunate indeed. Chu Liang sympathetically looked at the attendant, then said, "You can go now."

"Yes", the palace attendant replied nodding, "Her Highness instructed: the soup needs to be drunk while it is still hot."

As he was speaking, he took off the lid of the mystery soup, and a fragrant aroma wafted from it.

Chu Liang sniffed and immediately thought there was something odd about it.

His Seventh Realm physical body combined with the Dark Winged Divine Dragon Dharma Body, were not to be easily affected by any common poison. However, this smell did bring him a momentary confusion.

Quite a powerful poison.

If it was Han Lingshou himself, he possibly would not be able to resist the potency of the poison.

Doubting whether the palace attendant was involved in this, Chu Liang pondered momentarily, and then pretended to faint due to poisoning, in order to uncover the person’s intention.

"Hmmp."

Seeing Chu Liang knocked out, the attendant chuckled coldly and revealed his full appearance.

His features, strikingly similar to Han Lingshou!

Another one?

Chu Liang was astounded, but he was certain that this man was definitely not the real Han Lingshou because his demeanor was entirely different. Also, there was no way the real monarch could have returned to the palace.

This was the fourth monarch in Surge Wave City!

Astonished, Chu Liang couldn’t help but laugh.

As the saying goes: A country cannot have two suns, there cannot be two kings. The Fuyao Country was indeed blessed. The regents coming together would be enough to play a game of mahjong, he thought humorously.

Enough of them in this sleeping palace to play a game of Landlord’s Contract, even.

The newly arrived "fake monarch" briskly removed his attendant’s clothes, revealing a yellow robe underneath. He shoved Chu Liang under the bed, then sat down at the desk.

After a while, he ordered loudly, "Servant!"

There was the sound of marching footsteps, following which voices could be heard calling out, "Your Majesty."

The fake monarch waved his sleeve: "By my royal decree, send someone to invite Miss Xue Lingxue into the palace!"