Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 903 903: (2)

The officials of West City were all kneeling on the ground.

Zong Zhengxi impatiently said, "All of you, get up for me!"

The officials looked at each other, silent as cicadas in winter.

The leading Lord Lu said with a trembling voice, "Even if it means hitting my head to death today, I will never let Your Majesty take a single step out of the government office!"

Zong Zhengxi furiously said, "You keep saying Your Majesty, Your Majesty, have you listened to your own Emperor's words?"

Lord Lu looked troubled, "As your humble servant... I'm thinking of Your Majesty's safety, the Grand Commander has ordered that under no circumstances should Your Majesty leave the government office until the Jinyi Guard arrives to escort you."

Zong Zhengxi glared at him: "Is he the Emperor, or am I the Emperor?"

Mentioning Lu Yuan, Zong Zhengxi got even angrier.

The supposedly incognito inspection turned into him being sold out upon reaching West City.

More frustratingly, upon leaving, not even a word was given, leaving him with the Empress and the Imperial Concubine among these dull people.

Lord Lu dared not speak.

The Grand Commander held the secret orders of the Supreme Emperor, who would dare to defy them?

Yet he couldn't explain this to His Majesty because the Grand Commander had instructed not to bring up the Supreme Emperor and the secret orders, lest it spoils the father-son relationship.

Every time he thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh.

The Grand Commander was truly painstakingly considerate.

If he had truly explained everything to Zong Zhengxi, he would know that there was never any secret order, he was simply duped by Lu Yuan.

Zong Zhengxi insisted on finding Lu Yuan.

Lord Lu had no choice but to cast a plea for help towards the two consorts.

Zhou Nanyan: "I agree to finding him!"

Lord Lu was taken aback.

With so many dangers lurking in Loulan, chances of surviving are slim, yet as a concubine, she should be persuading instead of agreeing, no?

Thankfully, the Empress was well-educated and sensible...

"I agree too."

Yao Qingluan said with a calm face.

Lord Lu was dumbfounded!

Going was out of the question; if he dared to let the Empress and Imperial Concubine leave, and Lu Yuan held him accountable later, even a hundred heads wouldn't be enough for him.

Ancient Phoenix Town.

The bright moon disappeared into the heavy clouds, and the already dim town was further engulfed by endless darkness.

Cold winds arose, lifting the yellow sand at the street corner, as if an invisible hand was slowly unveiling a mysterious veil.

Bang!

The window was blown open by the strong wind.

Ban Xia shivered in fear, hugging Meng Qianqian tightly: "Miss!"

Despite trembling with fear herself, she stubbornly used her thin little body to shield Meng Qianqian.

Tan'er sat up, vigilantly staring at the window.

Outside, Lu Yuan frowned, also looking towards the direction of the side window.

But soon, he averted his gaze.

"It's the wind."

He said.

Meng Qianqian gently patted Ban Xia's shoulder, and said to Tan'er, "Go close the window."

"Okay!"

Tan'er jumped down and closed the window.

Ban Xia let out a long breath.

Tan'er yawned, "There's nothing to worry about, I'm going to sleep."

"Go sleep then."

Meng Qianqian said, "We have to get up early tomorrow to hit the road."

Ban Xia agreed, still feeling a lingering fear, pulling Meng Qianqian's sleeve: "Miss, you should sleep too."

Meng Qianqian smiled slightly, "Alright."

The three of them lay down.

Lu Yuan quietly stood guard in the chilly wind, listening to the even breathing emanating from inside the house, his gaze gradually calming.

"Chen Long."

He called out.

"Still here."

Chen Long replied.

"Aren't you curious to see who Si Snake plans to meet tonight?"

"Not interested."

"Is it that you're not interested or that you already know?"

"Just keep your watch."

"Seems like it's the latter."

Lu Yuan smiled faintly, not pursuing the question to Chen Long any further.

Chen Long's expression relaxed slightly.

Thinking of something, he said, "I advise you not to send Yu Zichuan to his death."

Lu Yuan just smiled.

His nonchalant expression seemed to say, don't interfere with me, and I won't interfere with you.

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The moonless night was filled with strong winds.

Si Snake walked on streets covered by yellow sands, each step leaving a deep footprint, soon swept and buried by the blowing sands.

He stopped at a fork in the road, quietly observing the movements around him.

About a hundred steps away, two slender figures were jumping up and down, moving stealthily along the rooftops in the night.

"Slow down! Wait for me!"

Meng Lang whispered, gritting his teeth, "So what if you know Qinggong!"

Yu Zichuan stopped.

Meng Lang was caught off guard and bumped straight into his back, seeing stars from the pain.

He clutched his hurt brow bone, gritting his teeth and saying, "Stopped just like that, can't you give a heads-up beforehand?"

Yu Zichuan: "Didn't you tell me to stop?"

Meng Lang: "..."

Meng Lang cleared his throat nonchalantly, "So, why are you following Si Snake? Did you also notice something off about him?"

Yu Zichuan hummed, "Is he acting strange?"

Meng Lang was dumbfounded, "You don't sense anything odd about him? So why follow? I see, Lu Yuan must have told you to!"

Yu Zichuan admitted, "I just wanted to catch a ghost on the street."

Meng Lang: "..."

Elsewhere, Si Snake took a few steps towards the southeast, "If you don't come out now, I'm leaving."

Meng Lang and Yu Zichuan concealed their presence, lying on a high rooftop, hiding their figures with the roof eaves.

Meng Lang mouthed, "Who is he talking to?"

Yu Zichuan answered with his eyes: You're asking me, whom should I ask?

Meng Lang: Fine, fine, you're superior, just like your master.

Meng Lang couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"They're here."

Yu Zichuan said.

Meng Lang was startled, quickly becoming alert.

But he couldn't sense anything.

While he was puzzled, a distant sound came from the horizon, as if it was almost nonexistent, like a dream, indistinguishable whether male or female.

"Si Snake, you're becoming more polite, coming here with two little tails as a gift."

"W-What gift... Damn it! It hurts!"

Meng Lang grumbled to himself halfway when suddenly a massive force pressed against his chest, then his shoulder blades, skull, and every limb, rendering him immobile.

Looking at Yu Zichuan, he wasn't faring much better.

His forehead veins bulged, cold sweat pouring, evidently suffering under a terrifying attack.

The bones of the two made cracking sounds, unanimously spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Enough!"

Si Snake spoke.

The next moment, the pressure lifted, and they were swept up by a tornado of Inner Strength, unceremoniously thrown onto the street.

Meng Lang lay in excruciating pain, blinking stars from his eyes.

Yu Zichuan gripped his bow tightly, struggling through the pain, gasping for air.

Meng Lang was both in pain and secretly amazed.

Not astonished at the opponent's strength, but at how Yu Zichuan became aware before he did.

He wouldn't challenge those monstrous experts, but he couldn't lose to Yu Zichuan.

Yu Zichuan spat out another mouthful of blood.

Meng Lang felt balanced.

At least he only spat blood once.

Seems like though Yu Zichuan's alertness was higher, in terms of Inner Strength, Meng Lang had the upper hand.