Chapter 21: This Man Is Truly Strange

“Miss, miss! Please wake up.” Mingyue came running into the room early in the morning.
“Mingyue, it’s so early—this better be important.” Shen Qiuning lay motionless on the bed.
Mingyue hurried to the bedside. “Miss, Liu Ye was ambushed. He fell off his horse and broke his leg. The imperial physician said if it can’t be treated properly, he’ll be bedridden for life.”
“Who is Liu Ye?” Shen Qiuning mumbled groggily.
“Oh, he’s the legitimate son of the Minister of Rites.”

It was getting late. After briefly discussing the key tasks ahead, Jerome got up to take his leave.
Daito hesitated for a moment. A ripple appeared in the space before him, and two coffins materialized in front of Naruto.
Some people even took the initiative to strike up conversations with Naruto, attempting to entice him, but Naruto politely declined, saying he couldn’t afford it.
Laughter erupted immediately in the VIP seats. Naturally, the crown prince and Li Guozhen laughed the most heartily. Even Gong Yonggu, normally so reserved, stood up and gestured wildly in celebration. Xu Yunzhen smiled calmly without a ripple, but Zhu Chuncheng’s face darkened. Still, he forced a smile to congratulate Zhu Cilang.
“But someone like you is still not worthy of beheading,” Chang Yu smiled slightly. From behind came a faint cold snort: “But she knows martial arts.”
He shifted his index finger, pointing to a slender nobleman, then moved on, indicating one noble after another.
After changing their clothes, the two arrived at the Yunlai Inn. The journey was surprisingly peaceful; no one followed them, nor paid them any special attention.
“Then, may I ask, Mr. Muse, can you use it to solve our current predicament?” With eyes shining, Artoria turned her face to Muse and asked.
“This fellow inmate, we are volunteers from the Red Cross. Would you be willing to contribute to the relief efforts for the Yellow River flood?” Morton spoke seriously to the bewildered Zumingjun.
In fact, it was hardly a secret anymore. The high-ranking officials in the Celestial Palace all knew that Ning Xundao and the Turtle Venerable had teamed up, planning to flood Daling with the sea-conquering conch left by the former Sea Sovereign Qingtian.
The journey passed quietly. No one came to seek him out as a confidant, and the road was smooth. Before long, he arrived at the Ministry of Personnel.
At the gate, he dismounted with a flick, and attendants were already there to tie the White Dragon Horse to a post. Someone then led him into the second hall, a place where officials formally registered their positions.
At the same time, an aura of solemn dignity, benevolence, and magnanimity swept over Xie Ying like a tide, causing his soul to tremble and his consciousness to blur, making it difficult to focus. Subconsciously, he felt an urge to worship devoutly.
An iron-tipped spear shot forward like a massive siege crossbow bolt, slicing through the sky with a sharp whistle, lightning-fast toward the swordsman.
In the silence, even though many of the four great families’ sons were flushed red-faced, no one dared respond.
After a long time, Ao Nantian sighed deeply—this sigh was filled with helplessness, regret, awakening... and a multitude of emotions all intertwined.
“How dare you, old man! Do you think my waist blade is dull?” Liu Manfu, standing behind Lu Fang, shouted loudly. His right hand had already drawn half of his waist blade as he stepped forward, ready to teach the old man a lesson.
Looking at the pale bone wrapped in white mist in his hand, Xie Ying was puzzled. With two fingers of his other hand, he channeled power to cleave the broken blade, but there was no reaction—no bone dust fell, not even a white mark was left.
The faces of the temple’s crowd immediately lit up. It turned out these laws were set by Lu Fang himself and had become the common regulations of the Lu family estate and even the entire Seven Estates. Now, everyone awaited Lu Fang’s response.
“Ahem... Sir Hilik Knight, I really do know Satia. We’ve been old friends. It’s not as you think. Just help me pass the message, please.” Li Xuan said tearfully, on the verge of despair.