The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 1056: Someone’s Up to No Good

Chapter 1056: Chapter 1056: Someone’s Up to No Good

Under the boundless skies, all the land belongs to the monarch.

As a princess of Great Xia Country, to be shut out of her own home,

Ji Wanyu’s frustration was imaginable, and she wished she could charge up and give these audacious soldiers a beating.

Chu Feng teased from behind, "Her Royal Highness The Princess, it seems not everyone recognizes your authority."

"Stop making smart remarks!"

Ji Wanyu gave him a glare and directly conjured Emperor Yu’s Sword from her Storage Ring.

Sword Qi surged, the Earth Emperor’s Qi soared to the heavens, and golden light shone straight up into the sky.

She shouted at the soldiers on the city walls, "To see Emperor Yu’s Sword is to see His Majesty, the current Emperor! If you don’t open the gate, will you be charged with the crime of rebellion?"

The soldiers on the walls looked at each other and finally realized the seriousness of the issue.

One of the soldiers immediately reported to the commander and soon replied to Ji Wanyu, "Please wait a moment, Your Highness. We will inform the City Lord right away."

Ji Wanyu shouted, "I’ll give you the time of one incense stick. If there’s no response after one incense stick burns down, I’ll charge up the city walls in the name of quelling a rebellion, and execute all of you."

She had thrown down the gauntlet with a righteous ultimatum, leaving no one daring to make a wrong move.

Although this was the frontier, it was still under the laws of Great Xia Country.

If anyone dared to defy this moral righteousness, not even the Governor could save them.

Long Fei was very calm, instructing everyone to sit down at the altar, fetched some water, brewed some Pu’er tea leaves, and took a sip for himself.

Ji Wanyu stamped her foot, "At a time like this, you still find leisure to drink tea?"

Long Fei handed her a bowl and said, "If I’m not mistaken, there’s someone who doesn’t want us to return."

"Who would dare do such a thing?"

Ji Wanyu raised an eyebrow.

Chu Feng smiled and said, "Certainly an enemy, who else could it be?"

He and Long Fei sat together, not in any particular hurry now.

Ji Wanyu glanced at the setting sun and really didn’t want Long Fei to fail like this.

She was hoping Long Fei would marry her sister and become her brother-in-law!

Wang Xiaoya sat down, took a sip of tea, and looked at Long Fei with a smile, "Losing might be good for you; no need to become a Consort Prince. Yingying will definitely not let you off if she finds out."

Long Fei let out a wry laugh; he had never intended to become a Consort Prince.

It was just for getting into the Secret Realm, to make up the numbers. It was just that some people had ulterior motives and feared his qualifying.

In the Southern Border Governor’s Mansion, a group of young people, full of gains, sat around the altar waiting for the Domain Gate to open.

In the hall, the Governor, Wang Shichong, was hosting the disciples from various sects, with his son Wang Jie accompanying him.

Wang Shichong raised his glass and said to the young people, "Esteemed young talents, gathering today in my abode truly graces this place. Regrettably, your visit is brief, and my preparations hasty. Should there be any deficiencies in my hospitality, please forgive me."

The group of young disciples each raised their glasses to drink with Wang Shichong.

Wang Shichong was not only the Southern Border Governor but also the Southern King, personally titled by the Emperor. He wielded immense power in the region.

The young disciples were keen on making connections with him, naturally affording him respect.

Had it been some other governor, they wouldn’t have bothered.

Wang Shichong’s son, Wang Jie, looked around at everyone and sighed, "It’s a pity that a few are missing. If they were here, it would certainly be very interesting."

Everyone knew that Wang Jie was referring to Long Fei and company.

Someone teased Wang Jie, "Brother, he beat you and you’re still thinking of him?"

Wang Jie waved off the comment, "Ai, what do you know? This is called sparring. Besides, that man and I appreciate each other. Our Romance Pavilion will definitely invite him."

"Nonsense, shut up."

Wang Shichong glared at him, angered to death by his son.

He had also just heard that this son of his had set up something called the Romance Pavilion in the Capital City, recruiting specifically those with a taste for the company of debauched men.

His esteemed Wang Family had actually produced such a profligate, completely disgracing the old man’s reputation.

In this competition, Wang Jie hadn’t even entered the Demon Race’s territory, enjoying a few days of peace at home instead.

Their family had well-established connections in the Southern Borderlands, with a handful of traffickers at their disposal, and they had captured three or four members of the Demon Race.

Wang Shichong had given all of those captives to his son with a wave of his hand, so that he could present them as his achievements—there was no need for him to risk his life on Demon Race turf.

Among the crowd, a man was drinking sullenly, saying nothing.

His expression was icy, and the mention of Long Fei’s deeds generated a surge of killing intent within him.

This man was none other than Mu Hui, a disciple and elder of the Mount Mao Sect.

His brother, Mu Qing, had been killed by Long Fei, and now he was even being accused of annihilating the Jade Dragon Sect.

He could not rest until Long Fei was dead.

After remaining silent for a while, he suddenly addressed Governor Wang with cupped fists, "Prince, may I ask how the investigation into the Jade Dragon Sect matter is progressing?"

Wang Shichong frowned, "And you are?"

Wang Jie hurriedly whispered an introduction into his ear, prompting Wang Shichong to immediately offer a courteous salute, "So it is a distinguished disciple from the Mount Mao Sect. My apologies for the oversight. As for the matter of the Jade Dragon Sect, we have yet to capture the culprit. According to investigations, the troublemakers are not locals. The leader claimed to be Mu Qing, a Disciple of Mount Shu, and nearly annihilated the high ranks of the Jade Dragon Sect. Now the Jade Dragon Sect has been destroyed, and although the remaining disciples have regrouped, they are far from being a threat."

Mu Hui spoke bitterly, "Prince, I urge you to see clearly. My brother Mu Qing had already perished in the Capital City earlier and couldn’t possibly have gone to the Southern Borderlands to cause trouble. I implore you to exonerate my brother, and to clear his name in the newspapers."

"Is that so?"

Wang Shichong didn’t actually want to be entangled in these disputes, so he feigned serious attention and assured, "Rest assured, young friend. I will thoroughly investigate this matter and provide both Mount Mao Sect and you with a satisfactory response."

Mu Hui nodded, saying no more.

A moment later, a steward suddenly came in and whispered a few words into Wang Shichong’s ear.

Wang Shichong immediately stood, irritated, and chastised Wang Jie, "Who sealed off the Domain Gate outside and locked Her Royal Highness The Princess out of the Governor’s Mansion?"

"What Domain Gate?"

Wang Jie was completely bewildered and said with a sense of injustice, "Father, I swear I didn’t do it!"

Seeing his son’s reaction, Wang Shichong tightened his eyebrows but knew it wasn’t his doing.

He immediately went out with the steward, instructing him to let the Princess in first.

At the same time, he asked the steward to summon his eldest son, Wang Qian.

Having served in court for many years, the Wang family had managed to continue to the present by avoiding court conflicts and choosing to stay out of them.

And now, someone was openly defying the Crown Prince’s daughter.

If the Crown Prince found out, wouldn’t he regard the Wang Family as adversaries?

Today, he had not issued any orders for martial law.

He didn’t know who dared to misuse his order to put soldiers on lockdown at the city gates for the day.

Back in the room, Jiang Chuan, a talented individual from Shenxu, suddenly addressed Mu Hui, "Brother Mu Hui, it seems your foe is approaching?"

Mu Hui, who had long understood the situation, slammed the table and declared, "If they dare to come today, I will surely kill them."

The other prodigies from the three major sects of the South Yangtze proclaimed in turn, "Brother Mu can rest assured, if you take action, we will undoubtedly back you up."

"Indeed, we, the Four Major Sects of the South, stand united as one. We shall not let these villains humiliate us. If they dare to come today, we will surely slay them!"

"..."

The room was suddenly filled with an aura of murderous intent, while Jiang Chuan sipped his tea, his face as calm as if these matters had nothing to do with him.