Book 13: Chapter 88
The event – actually, the day as a whole – would go down in history books as Liu Shan n’s darkest hour. Although banishing Shen Yiren caused a bit of disorder, Song Ou wasn’t willing to ask her to co back after tasting the sweetness of the nectar known as authority.
As Song Ou sat in his chair, revelling in all the attention he now had, soone started yelling instead of knocking, not to ntion yelling out his na instead of addressing him as “Captain Song”. Therefore, it was hard to bla him for being absolutely livid. As soon as he opened his mouth to reason with Lei Bao, he was pieced up.
Lei Bao and Long Zaitian were the sort of buddies who wouldn’t hesitate to share underpants. Since Long Zaitian had crush on Song Ou’s fiancée, Lei Bao and Long Zaitian would frequently double team Song Ou just to vent.
Lei bao wasn’t aware Song Ou had co into power at Liu Shan n, so the thought of sparing Song Ou so courtesy never crossed his mind. Song Ou wasn’t that much weaker than Lei Bao; problem was, he lacked combat experience. Whenever soone advanced aggressively, Song Ou would feel intimidated. Once he lost his confidence, he was considerably easier to pick apart.
Having honed his ability to kill without leaving any traces, Lei Bao left Song Ou with only had a bloody nose, but that, needless to say, wasn’t the only spot Song Ou was struck. Lei Bao was quite notorious for being the stereotypical bully in the capital. Now, he wouldn’t commit heinous cris under the Emperor’s nose, so any assault could be swept under the rug. However, this was a task Yi Ya entrusted to him.
It was important to rember that Yi Ya wasn’t just one of the top fighters but also the face of the Qilin Guards. No one underneath him would say they didn’t view him as their grand commander. Moreover, he was virtually parading as the supre general of the capital this ti in the capital. Song Ou generally had no ans of answering the questions he had no involvent in. With no retreat options, Lei Bao had to go all the way, assaulting Song Ou until the latter was crying for dear life. As a result, Song Chi had to make a stand for his brother.
Song Chi might’ve been a man of great composure, but in no shape or form did that imply he was a softy. As a matter of fact, fabricating excuses and scheming were two skills he had unshakeable confidence in. If he were to just let soone bully his brother on his turf, it wasn’t practicing patience for so grand sche but cowardice.
Song Chi repaid the “favour” the sa way it was given. Being significantly stronger than Lei Bao, he subdued Lei Bao to bash and sent Lei Bao’s companions ho with their tails between their legs and hands on their heads.
In retaliation, Lei Bao called for reinforcents from every martial arts academy in the capital he was friends with and, of course, his brother from another mother – Long Zaitian. Long Zaitian was annoyed enough as it was when he heard Liu Shan n took their captive, not to ntion when Ming Feizhen, Shen Yiren, Su Xiao and Tang Ye were out. When he heard about Song Chi’s involvent, Long Zaitian rounded up his subordinates and a man who happened to be passing by – Yi Ya. The initial matter could’ve been resolved using the pugilistic world’s rules – an even score since both parties already beat each other once. Since Long Zaitian fanned the flas, though, Yi Ya’s involvent made the matter snowball into a complicated matter.
Everyone knew Wang Muren was tough on people and even tougher on himself, so anyone who survived under him wasn’t easy work. Song Chi always believed he’d likely have to fight Yi Ya one day. Yi Ya was designated a must-watch-target label years ago, and that hadn’t change. Howbeit, Song Chi never thought that day would co so soon, so abruptly and… from such a bizarre flow of events.
As soon as he rolled up, Yi Ya chose violence, forcing Song Chi to defend himself. Their fight was a sight to behold, although amateurs struggled to keep up with their pace. While those two were busy, Lei Bao and Long Zaitian took the honour of righteously challenging the man with the highest authority at Liu Shan n – Song Ou.
Song Ou’s nose had just stopped bleeding, and he had yet to cry for help, when his second beating comnced.
The other Qilin Guards showed no rcy in vandalising anything that could be vandalised. The male constables, having undertaken Ming Feizhen’s hellish training, displayed their hare feet as soon as things were looking to head south. The female constables assembled in Shen Yiren’s forr residence, though the Qilin Guards weren’t really out to pick a bone with them. The Qilin Guards who stooped low enough to pick fights with the female constables were easily dispatched.
Nevertheless, the ss still could’ve been reduced to a trivial conflict if a certain Prince didn’t happen to pass by.
Despite Red Prince’s duty as state proctor having been taken from him once Emperor Yuansheng returned, the experience, adulation and network he gained from his tenure would serve him handsoly. It was only a matter of having an opportunity before His Majesty would entrust important jobs to him again. While the streets were still in a state of anarchy, his group was united, planning and practicing. In fact, he went out to have wontons with Chu Yinghua a second ti and headed back to Liu Shan n the evening Liu Shan n was raided.
Red Prince and Chu Yinghua t up for lunch. Because Chu Yinghua’s hobby was eating, they always went out to eat whenever they t up, not that Red Prince minded since he thought it was cute.
With her eyes narrowed, Chu Yinghua stole a glance at the man walking beside her and asked, “Your Highness, why do you always invite out to eat wonton soup? Don’t you have friends?”
“W-well… I do have so,” answered Red Prince, scratching the back of his head. “I just… just… well… I have tea-drinking friends, swordplay friends but no wonton soup friends.”
“Hahaha, good one.”
Red Prince’s face went from red to very red, wondering if he said wrong to make Chu Yinghua laugh. “We can say we are wontonmates now.”
“Wontonmates? Hahaha.”
“I, I, I… I wasn’t taught how to defuse this…”
Chu Yinghua couldn’t resist chuckling at the panicking Prince’s deanour, but he wasn’t too concerned for he could discern she wasn’t laughing at him.
“I’ve always been bad with words. I apologise for lacking grace.”
“No, you said it well… Puhahaha. Your Highness, you shouldn’t tell jokes again. I won’t be able to hold in my laughter, and it’s hard to even hold it in.”
“Ah? Oh, okay, I won’t.”
What joke did I just tell?
“Well, this is my stop.”
“Have a good rest. I shall take my leave now.”
Chu Yinghua cheerfully nodded. “Thank you for the treat. I’ll treat you to dumplings next ti. The place isn’t a five-star eatery, though, so I hope you won’t mind.”
Given how tough it was to get a second “date” with Chu Yinghua, Red Prince was ready to cry tears of joy at how easy it was to score a third “date”, let alone wait to nod.
“Where shall we et?”
“Mm…”
Rumble! At the sa ti a gaping hole ford in Liu Shan n’s outer wall, bricks and dust flew at the duo standing outside. They didn’t get hurt, but they were certainly startled.
Upon peering through the hole, Chu Yinghua beheld Qilin Guards tearing down their place. “Your Highness, I have so family issues to attend to, so let’s et up there next ti. Bye,” she said before diving through the hole.
“Eh? Where is ‘there’? … Where is ‘there’?”
What did I do wrong? I’ve done plenty of good deeds, haven’t I? Why don’t I feel like I am getting any good karma?
Red Prince carefully poked his head through the hole to see dust in every direction. At that point, he didn’t need to be told who was responsible for the hole in the wall.
A pillar of sword qi stretched into the ether above Liu Shan n. Everybody there could sense the fury emanating from the pillar of qi.
“Every single one of you, get over here!”
Glossary
Omitted joke – The “ton” in “wonton” is a homophone for “butt” in Mandarin. I couldn’t find any way to rewrite the joke without leaving you so confused that I just removed it.
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