White-Robed Chief

Panda Novel

Leng Wufeng frowned as he stared at Chu Li.

Chu Li sneered, “King An’s an imbecile and I had nothing to fear, so why would I kill him? I’m not so dumb as to kill him at the expense of my life!”

“It really wasn’t you,” Leng Wufeng uttered.

Chu Li curled his lip but he remained silent.

Hence, Leng Wufeng gathered back his aura.

Chu Li’s body immediately felt relieved. However, he was drenched in sweat, so much so that his white robe was soaked in just the blink of an eye.

Earlier on, he was so suppressed by Leng Wufeng’s aura that he could not sweat at all. As soon as the aura was gone, his sweat started to flow like a river.

Chu Li’s eyesight started to return and immediately, his vision cleared. So, he furrowed his brows at Leng Wufeng.

Instead, Leng Wufeng folded his arms as he probed Chu Li, “Looks like you’re very unhappy about me.”

Chu Li scoffed, “I dare not!”

He knew that he should not behave too respectfully as it would only mean that Leng Wufeng would be more dissatisfied. In this case, being straightforward and honest would be more believable.

“Hehe…’ Leng Wufeng shook his head and chuckled. “Young and arrogant, just like how I was when I was young. It was such a great time! Forget it. Since King An’s dead, King An’s Imperial House will not be having peaceful days from now on — a man is a family’s backbone.”

Chu Li expressed, “Now that King An’s dead, and I’ve ended up like this, other people are treating King An’s Imperial House as a pushover. I’m afraid that the other Royal Highnesses will take the opportunity to oppress the people there. However, I believe that you’ll back us up, Emperor!”

“I will not get involved in this.” Leng Wufeng added, “But I’ll warn them not to provoke King An’s Imperial House.”

“Thank you, Emperor!” Chu Li gave him a fist salute.

Leng Wufeng commented, “It’s rare that you’re so loyal.”

Chu Li shook his head without saying a word.

Leng Wufeng pondered before he said, “King An’s Imperial House needs someone to hold it all together. I heard that Xiao Qi has outstanding martial art skills, and is known as the White Sword Fairy.”

Chu Li responded, “Indeed.”

Leng Wufeng smiled. “With her help, I believe that you’ll be able to hold the Imperial Residence together.”

Chu Li fist saluted him. Then, he asked, “Emperor, you probably do have spirit pills like the Reversing Pill. You’ll help me regain my martial arts, right?”

“Why? Do you want to regain your martial arts?” Leng Wufeng frowned.

Chu Li grinned. “Spirit pills like that may be rare, but not for you, is that right? Since King An was able to acquire one back then.”

“You’re quite thick-skinned.” Leng Wufeng was surprised.

‘I’ve never met anyone who’d ask me for benefits in return. Chu Li has guts.’

Chu Li stated, “I’m not doing this for myself, but for the Imperial Residence. If I can regain my martial arts, I believe that those with ulterior motives toward the Imperial Residence will be frightened.”

“Mm…” Leng Wufeng began to think.

A brief moment later, he shook his head. “I don’t have a spirit pill like that too.”

Clearly, Chu Li did not buy it.

King An must be able to acquire it. Since the Holy Church of Light had the Miracle Cure Pill, it was simply unbelievable that the Emperor of Ji Dynasty did not have that spirit pill.

Leng Wufeng assured, “But you’re not in a hurry to regain your martial art anyway, so take it slow. As long as it’s in Fairy’s Capital, nothing can happen to King An’s Imperial Residence!”

Chu Li frowned at him, yet he nodded. “If that’s the case, I’ll resign my post as the centurion of Secret Guardians Hall. Without my martial arts skills, I’m no longer have the capabilities to work at Secret Guardians Hall. Besides, things will get busy in the Imperial Residence and I won’t have to energy to handle everything.”

“Permitted,” Leng Wufeng replied.

Afterward, Chu Li gave him a fist salute. “Your servant will be making a move then!”

Being a Rank-One official, he had to address himself as Your Servant, but he had refused to obey all along.

Leng Wufeng waved his hand.

When Chu Li left Chong Wen Hall, who was seen standing outside, led him out of the Imperial House to where the vermilions gates were.

While the Imperial Palace was brightly lit, Chu Li felt cold and lonely.

He sighed. ‘It’s lonely at the top. The role of an Emperor might not necessarily feel comfortable as it seems. Instead, it might actually be a lonely one for needing to withstand such huge pressure.

‘The Emperor’s attitude was rather odd. It seems like he doesn’t like me, but it might be an intuitive hatred toward me. Even though he doesn’t know that I killed his son, he was able to sense it.’

Besides, Chu Li had a feeling of enmity toward Leng Wufeng too, which Leng Wufeng had probably realized.

The two of them felt hostile toward each other.

He waited outside the house for a while before Xiao Qi fluttered out in her white gown. Her face was as white as jade and it looked as cold as ever.

Chu Li walked out with her.

“Why did the Emperor call for you?” Xiao Qi was eager to know. “The Empress asked about the Imperial Mausoleum, so it doesn’t look like she suspected anything.”

Chu Li shook his head. “He’s oversensitive and I believe he was a little suspective of me but I managed to fool him.”

If it was not for the Heavenly Demonic Statue and his strong body, he might not have been able to withstand Leng Wufeng’s Enlightened Master’s powerful aura. Should his willpower weaken, he might have confessed everything. It was a close call.

Xiao Qi asked, “Did you really fool him?”

Chu Li nodded. “But I didn’t try to please him. So, I’m no longer adorned by His Majesty and because of that, we won’t be getting any help from him in the future.”

“King An’s Imperial Residence?” Xiao Qi was concerned. She understood Chu Li meant that the people at King An’s Imperial Residence would no longer have peaceful days.

Chu Li comforted, “It’s alright, it’s the Imperial Residence after all.”

Xiao Qi nodded.

By the time they returned to King An’s Imperial Residence and arrived at Tianshu Courtyard, Xiao Shi had been waiting anxiously. Seeing that they had returned safely, she was relieved.

…

In the morning the next day, Chu Li practiced his swordsmanship in his courtyard. It was the Less Ultimate Sword.

He had decided to incorporate the Less Ultimate Sword to the Seven Forms of Godly Sword. Currently, the Seven Forms of Godly Sword was fused with the Cloud Slashing Sword Technique, as well as several other kinds of sword techniques, and its power was getting stronger. Hence, if he could incorporate the Less Ultimate Sword too, it would definitely rise to another level.

All of a sudden, footsteps were heard outside as Chief Zhu, the treasurer hastened over. “Head Chief, two secret guardians from Secret Guardians Hall are asking for you.”

“Bring them to the main hall.” Chu Li placed his sword down as he said.

“Yes.” Chief Zhu hurried away.

Chu Li shook his head. The people in the Imperial Residence were feeling so insecure that they had begun to lose their senses of propriety such that anxiety was written all over their faces. This included Chief Zhu.

After all, King An was the sky at King An’s Imperial Residence. On normal days, it did not matter to them if he was in the residence or not, but now that he had suddenly died, the people started to feel as if the sky was falling.

Chu Li paced toward the main hall where he saw two young secret guardians sipping on tea. Their faces were dark.

Even when Chu Li entered the main hall, they did not stand up. They boldly sat on their respective armchairs as they stared at him.

At one glance, Chu Li knew that they were here to stir up trouble.

He retrieved a badge, then tossed it onto the table. “You’re here to collect this, aren’t you?”

The two men looked at each other helplessly.

Centurion Chu was too wise that they did not have the opportunity to exaggerate matters as he simply just gave them his badge.

“That’s right!” The two men gave him fist salutes. “We’re here to collect your centurion badge.”

Chu Li nodded. “If that’s the case, you may leave now.”

“Head Chief Chu, from toward onwards, you must not carry out work with the identity of a centurion.” One of the young secret guardians reminded, “Or else the Secret Guardians Hall will not forgive you easily!”

Chu Li giggled. “What are you going to do then?”

“If it’s minor, you’ll be punished heavily; if it’s major, you’ll be killed!” the young secret guardian answered.