Chapter 132
Chapter 132
Shengsheng Zhou: “…”
What the hell was this???
[Host, please answer promptly, or you will be punished with electric shocks!] The cold mechanical female voice gave her no time to react and urged her onward.
Shengsheng looked at Li Su, who was still waiting for her answer, then at Cuiguo behind her. Only then did she realize that she seemed to be the only person who could hear the voice.
Electric shocks sounded extremely painful. What sort of monster or demon was this?
*I choose four,* she answered.
If she chose any of the first three, even mental patients would laugh and call her crazy.
The mechanical female voice eased slightly but remained cold. [Please begin your performance.]
Shengsheng decided to risk everything. It was only hot-blooded passion, was it not?
She coughed lightly, and her gaze abruptly sharpened as she stared directly at Li Su.
Startled by her seriousness, Li Su wondered why she suddenly seemed like a different person.
Then he watched helplessly as Shengsheng walked onto the platform where he had just stood. The soldiers below looked at the young woman above in confusion, unsure what she intended.
Under the doubtful gazes of hundreds upon thousands of soldiers, Shengsheng braced herself, raised a clenched fist, and cried–
“I raise the City Lord’s banner! Let me see who dares oppose him! Enemies surround us on every side! I am his wi– I am his subordinate, and even more, his banner!”
Her clear female voice rang passionately across the entire training ground. The soldiers who had intended to watch the spectacle instantly wiped the amusement from their faces. A trace of respect entered their gazes as they watched the solemn young woman holding up her fist.
This was the example they ought to follow.
If a mere woman possessed such ambition, how could hot-blooded men like them admit defeat? Sincere devotion blazed like a raging flame inside every heart.
“I raise the City Lord’s banner!”
“I raise the City Lord’s banner!!!”
The resounding voices of hundreds upon thousands of soldiers echoed through the training ground, nearly deafening A-Pang as he hurried over beside Fusheng Duan…
Shengsheng, you were openly inciting rebellion…
Shengsheng herself stood calmly on the platform. After hearing the soldiers’ impassioned response, she walked down with steady steps.
Li Su, who had been looking up at her from below the entire time, wore a complicated expression…
He had asked about her relationship with his lord, yet she had answered this way. What profound meaning did it contain?
After coming down, Shengsheng saw Li Su staring at her and stiffly forced out a smile. “Lord Feng, could you turn around first?”
Li Su’s lips twitched. “My surname is Su.”
Shengsheng immediately corrected herself. “Lord Soo.”
Too weary to correct her pronunciation, Li Su silently turned around.
Cuiguo, who had long since fallen into a stunned trance, did the same.
Shengsheng instantly squatted down and rubbed her face as though losing her mind.
Boohoohoo, Mom, I can’t survive on this planet anymore! Take me back to the M78 Nebula! Brother Tiga, my light, hurry and take me away, boohoohoo!
That was social death! She had never been this humiliated across two lifetimes!
Thank goodness the City Lord was absent. If he had seen it, the persona she had worked so hard to build would be ruined!
“Why do you look like that?”
A familiar voice sounded above her.
Shengsheng suddenly heard something crack.
Oh. It was me.
Then her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
Before she could hit the ground, she fell into an embrace carrying a familiar scent.
Li Su, who had turned around the moment Fusheng spoke, watched in surprise as his supreme lord swept the woman into his arms and hurried away.
Li Su did not even have time to ask whether they needed a physician.
Still, far too many things about today were suspicious. He should find an opportunity to ask his lord personally.
Recalling the line “I raise the City Lord’s banner,” a faint curve appeared at Li Su’s lips.
What an interesting young woman. If she truly was his lord’s beloved, the two were rather well matched.
Meanwhile, although Shengsheng had expressed no opinion, Cuiguo decisively reported the merchants to the guards of the City Lord’s Residence. When the merchants who had traveled from the capital tried to depart with bulging purses, they discovered they were surrounded.
The man paled in shock and ordered the young attendant behind him, “Hurry and summon Steward Zhang!”
Under the imposing gazes of the officers, an ordinary-faced man so inconspicuous he would vanish into any crowd stepped forward.
“Are you the steward?” the leading officer asked.
The man called Steward Zhang nodded.
He might appear calm, but his legs were almost trembling.
Even after changing professions for so long, he still could not suppress his instinctive fear of officials, San Zhang thought. (A character who appeared in Chapter Sixty-Four.)
“Someone reported you for selling secondhand goods. Come with us.”
——
Among the barbarians.
The elderly High Priest lay with his head in the lap of a voluptuous beauty, enjoying a massage.
After dismissing the attendants below, the High Priest slowly sat up. Under the beauty’s coquettish complaints, he pounced on her.
Above them, hidden in a blind spot, a man dressed in black lay prone and silently watched the scene.
The man had resolute features, and his entire bearing was as severe as an unsheathed sword.
Jian Zhang looked at the old man below and prayed silently.
May the venerable Lady Shengsheng bless this operation with success.
Who knew why his master had ordered him to abduct the barbarian High Priest?
Not far from Jian Zhang, who was poised to strike at any moment, another person lay in ambush. Her appearance was heroic, but she was clearly a woman.
She was silently watching Jian Zhang as he observed the High Priest below.
Had Jian Zhang not come to find an object? Could that object be on the High Priest?
Uncertainty entered Rong Li’s eyes. Her emperor had ordered her to determine what they were doing, not to stop or obstruct them, so she would not act here.
But since Jian Zhang had arrived, she needed to warn their own people stationed in barbarian territory. They absolutely could not let him discover their tracks and ruin His Majesty’s plan.
Qingbai, carrying Weiqing Song’s long-delayed reply, finally returned to Fusheng Duan.
Shengsheng Zhou had been asleep for a very long time and still had not awakened.
A-Pang was almost in tears. He kept reporting the system’s warning to his superiors, but their only response was to wait for notification while they investigated.
He suspected that the unknown energy entity was probably the reason Shengsheng remained unconscious.
“How did you know she was in danger earlier?” Fusheng’s tone betrayed no emotion.
Yet A-Pang shuddered for no apparent reason.
*I don’t know… I just suddenly had that feeling.* A-Pang chose not to tell the truth.
This human already knew far too much. He could not be told anything more.
Fusheng narrowed his eyes and scrutinized the little panda staring at him in terror.
The physician knelt below, trembling and barely daring to breathe. Had they truly not mistaken the patient? Why did he feel that the lord speaking to empty air was the one who needed treatment?
As for the young woman lying there, every sign indicated excellent health. She had neither external nor internal injuries. The cause of her unconsciousness was completely unknown.
The white bird landed on Fusheng’s leg, its feathers somewhat dirty.
Usually slow in every movement, Fusheng did not care that Qingbai’s feathers soiled his robe. For once, he tore open the letter at great speed and skimmed it, picking out the key information.
Then A-Pang discovered… his expression had grown even more terrifying.
After the pitiful physician departed in fear, A-Pang anxiously asked, *What’s wrong? Is it related to Shengsheng?*
But Fusheng answered out of nowhere, “I should have done this long ago.”
He had been careless. Relying on knowledge he had acquired in the past, he had failed to take Shengsheng’s condition seriously and, as usual, pushed every matter onto his subordinates.
But Shengsheng’s condition was clearly more serious than expected. They could wait no longer.
He would go personally.
He would personally find Jierge and demand the antidote–then cut off his wretched head and slice him into a thousand pieces!