Chapter 491: If You Want To Slap Someone In The Face, Make It Loud!
Chapter 491: If You Want To Slap Someone In The Face, Make It Loud!
Lin Fengmian smiled smugly and said, “Cousin Bonan, did you hear that? Fairy Shangguan is mine now!”
“It’s not that I won’t give you a face, but Fairy Shangguan fell in love with me at first sight. She insists on being with me and no one else.”
Ding Bonan’s expression turned cold. He glanced at the Han sisters standing meekly behind Lin Fengmian and curled his lips into a mocking smile.
“Jun Wuxie, Cousin Yunzheng said that those two little beauties from the Joyful Union Sect have been gifted to me. When are you going to send them over?”
Lin Fengmian naturally knew that Jun Wuxie had kept the Han sisters untouched because Jun Yunzheng had mentioned that the two girls were quite attractive.
At that time, Jun Wuxie had cowered in front of Jun Yunzheng and promised to send the girls over after “training” them properly, hoping to ease the tension between them.
But times had changed, and Lin Fengmian was no longer Jun Wuxie.
Lin Fengmian turned to the Han sisters and asked with a smile, “Yuling, Yuping, do you want to go with my cousin?
The Han sisters replied in unison, “Your Highness, we want to serve you for the rest of our lives. Please don’t send us away.”
Lin Fengmian laughed heartily and said, “Good girls, you’re worth all the care I’ve given you.”
Ding Bonan’s face darkened as he said, “Jun Wuxie, what do you mean by this?”
Lin Fengmian raised the corner of his mouth and replied, “Cousin, the beauties don’t want to go with you. How can I force them?”
“They are still young and inexperienced in serving others. How about I send you two experienced beauties later? What do you think?”
Ding Bonan coldly snorted, his gaze icy as he stared at Lin Fengmian.
“Jun Wuxie, you’ve become too full of yourself!”
Lin Fengmian teased, “So what? Are you going to cry to Jun Yunzheng about it?”
“You!”
Ding Bonan was furious, but Lin Fengmian was unperturbed. “Go ahead, try to lay a hand on me if you dare.”
Ding Bonan sensed the powerful aura of the elders behind Lin Fengmian and immediately thought better of acting rashly.
Lin Fengmian laughed again, then took Qi Liannuo’s head from the bow of the ship and kicked it over.
“This seems to be a friend of my elder brother, someone named Qi Lian or something like that. He was an elder of the Heavenly Fiend Hall. Help me return this to him.”
“Oh, and tell him to stop scheming like a woman. Such underhanded tactics are beneath him!”
Ding Bonan’s side was horrified at the sight of Qi Liannuo’s head, and the women around him turned pale with fear.
Ding Bonan himself was also pale, staring at Lin Fengmian in disbelief.
“You actually killed an elder of the Heavenly Fiend Hall?”
Lin Fengmian replied nonchalantly, “So what? Anyone who gets in my way will be killed without mercy!”
As one of the top playboys in Tianze, Ding Bonan was quite familiar with Jun Wuxie.
Jun Wuxie had grown up without proper guidance, and his temperament was notoriously cruel and reclusive. Among the playboys of Tianze, he was known as a madman.
Though mad, he was also shrewd and knew when to back down. He was the type who bullied the weak but cowered before the strong.
Before Ding Bonan allied himself with Jun Yunzheng, he had suffered many losses at Jun Wuxie’s hands, even having his women stolen from him.
After he joined forces with Jun Yunzheng, Jun Wuxie had started to show him some deference.
Over time, Ding Bonan had almost forgotten how arrogant and domineering Jun Wuxie could be.
He knew that Jun Wuxie had recently regained some power, but he hadn’t expected him to become so inflated so quickly.
At this moment, both of their ships had come to a halt, blocking the path of those behind them. But no one dared to complain.
After all, the fluttering banners made it clear that this was a clash between the Heavenly Grace King’s household and the Ding family.
Lin Fengmian’s gaze was icy as he stared at Ding Bonan and said, “Cousin, you’re blocking the way!”
His menacing expression made it clear that if Ding Bonan dared to compete with him for entry into the city, he wouldn’t hesitate to take action.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ding Bonan’s face turned ashen. However, after glancing at Qi Liannuo’s head at his feet, he finally waved his hand.
“Make way!”
Lin Fengmian smiled faintly and said, “Cousin, that’s more like it! A good dog doesn’t block the road!”
Ding Bonan’s face was livid as he watched Lin Fengmian swagger away, his fists tightly clenched.
“You crazy dog! Just wait for Cousin Yunzheng to return. He’ll take care of you!”
Lin Fengmian didn’t pay much attention to Ding Bonan. Instead, he looked down from his vantage point at Tianze City.
The city was vast, surrounded by mountains, and intersected by winding rivers, giving it a strategically advantageous location.
Tianze City was divided into an inner city and an outer city. The inner city was the political center of the kingdom, housing the grand royal palace, important government institutions, and the mansions of various noble families.
The outer city was where the commoners and low-level cultivators lived, and where trade and entertainment venues flourished.
At this moment, three warships flew into Tianze City in formation, slowly docking at the outer city port.
After disembarking, Lin Fengmian and his entourage were met by members of the prince’s household who had brought Jun Wuxie’s personal carriage.
Jun Wuxie’s carriage was a golden chariot, about twenty feet long and wide, resembling a small house.
The chariot was pulled by eight exotic beasts and adorned with intricate carvings of dragons and phoenixes, with glowing runes etched into its surface. It was a sight of extravagant splendor.
Lin Fengmian glanced at Song Xiangyun and said to the Han sisters, “You take her back to the prince’s residence first. I have to go to the palace.”
The Han sisters nodded obediently and left with some of the Shadow Guards as their escort.
Lin Fengmian and Shangguan Qiong boarded a spacious beast-drawn carriage, escorted by shadow guards, and headed toward the Heavenly Grace King’s Palace.
You Yao and Elder Ming drove the carriage at the front, while Lin Fengmian and Shangguan Qiong sat in the spacious compartment.
“Why provoke him?” Shangguan Qiong asked via voice transmission, her tone puzzled.
Lin Fengmian reached out and took her hand, writing on her palm, “If I didn’t want to provoke him, I would have to send you away.”
Although they could communicate via voice transmission, Lin Fengmian was still worried that You Yao might detect it.
“You could have been more tactful!” Shangguan Qiong replied.
“Master, does it matter how you provoke someone? If you’re going to slap someone in the face, you might as well make it loud and clear,” wrote Lin Fengmian.
Shangguan Qiong understood that for playboys like Ding Bonan, rejection was tantamount to provocation.
However, she couldn’t help but worry that Lin Fengmian, this fake prince who had only recently taken the throne, might be playing with fire and end up getting himself killed.
Lin Fengmian didn’t answer. Instead, he gazed out of the window at the bustling streets, lost in thought.
He felt both anxious and conflicted about meeting Heavenly Grace King Jun Qingsheng.
After all, this man was the son of Jun Chengye, and a thousand years ago, Lin Fengmian had held the power of life and death over Jun Chengye.
But now, the tables had turned. How fickle fate could be!
Fortunately, Jun Chengye was dead, otherwise, Lin Fengmian would have felt even more uncomfortable.
However, he couldn’t help but wonder: Jun Chengye had been afflicted with the Heavenly Eunuch Curse, so how had he managed to father Jun Qingsheng?
Was Jun Qingsheng really Jun Chengye’s son?
Soon, Lin Fengmian arrived at the gates of the Heavenly Grace King’s palace.
He instructed Shangguan Qiong and the others to wait outside while he entered the palace alone to pay his respects.
As he walked through the palace, Lin Fengmian strode confidently, keeping his eyes forward to avoid giving away that he didn’t know the way.
Fortunately, a eunuch led the way, and the layout of the palace was similar to that of the Junyan Imperial Palace, so Lin Fengmian didn’t give himself away.
Both Tianze City and the Heavenly Grace King’s Palace bore a certain resemblance to Junlin City and the Imperial Palace, as if they were deliberately modeled after Junyan.
Perhaps this was because Jun Chengye had never let go of the past and had always longed to return to Junlin City.