Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 45: The Insulting Mountain Song from Across

"Murong Lei, seventh-grade realm, my second uncle's eldest son, three years older than me. Although he is the eldest grandson of my grandfather, he is not the eldest grandson of the main branch. We have always had a difficult relationship. His Sword Technique is called Spring Thunder, which is indeed extraordinary. I cannot defeat him.

Yuan Jiayuan Rong, the head of the family, should have seen her. She looks mischievous and is actually mischievous. She is a seventh-grade student at the Autumn Palace and is most likely to reach the seventh-grade realm before the age of twenty. By then, she will be the most talented person in the entire Fufeng Mansion.

Chen Guiyan, the eldest granddaughter of the Chen family's main branch, seventh-grade realm, skilled in spear technique. Her spear is called Exploding Rain, meaning extremely fast, like rain falling. What's important is that her attacks are spectacular and can easily catch opponents off guard.

Song Dongxi, the eldest son of the Song family's main branch, studied under the God Spear Villa and is considered the younger brother of the chief catcher Xue Huaiwei. His spear technique is exquisite, but this kid has low emotional intelligence and a foul mouth, making him disliked by others.

These four are considered the strongest. Although there are other seventh-grade experts, their mental techniques and cultivation techniques are only average. I believe we can handle them even if they are higher-ranked."

The water flowed swiftly, and a layer of withered leaves floated on the surface of the river, swirling and flowing towards the distance.

Xin Zhuo and his group crossed the river, carrying their shoes, rolling up their pants, and stepping on the pebbles.

This river is located six miles southwest of the Autumn Palace, leading to an unknown destination. The stream where Xin Zhuo encountered the bathing woman in the dense forest is one of its tributaries.

Listening to Murong Xiu's subjective but truthful introduction, Xin Zhuo felt that it might be beneficial to recruit Murong Xiu as a subordinate. At least he could know the opponent's strength.

"Where is your grandfather?" Cui Ying'er asked. Although it would be difficult to defeat these people, it was important to understand who the strongest one was.

Murong Xiu smiled awkwardly, "My grandfather studied under the Taiping Palace. The Taiping Palace was founded by Mr. Zhuge, the military adviser who followed the founding emperor to conquer the world.

The founding emperor ascended the throne as a martial artist, and martial arts flourished throughout the world. In addition, the various countries in the southeast, northwest were barbaric and rude, and their martial strength was also strong. The Taiping Palace summoned great masters from all over the world to teach the young boys of noble families martial arts, in order to prevent heroes from causing chaos with their martial skills! Therefore, the cultivation techniques of the Taiping Palace are very diverse and powerful.

Although my grandfather was the lowest-ranking student at that time, he had a terrifying Sword Technique and reached the sixth rank realm. This... means that we shouldn't even think about challenging Murong's old man. We can't defeat him."

Xin Zhuo also had no intention of fighting Murong's old man. He asked, "By the way, do you know why Su Miaojin didn't learn martial arts?"

After spending several nights with Su Miaojin, he felt that this girl was not without talent. From the sensing of her Blood Qi, it was pure and long-lasting, and her wrists were also quite strong.

Even if she had no talent, she could still learn some self-defense techniques. Women in this world didn't have the same old habits as in the past. With Su Miaojin's background, it was impossible for her to be so weak.

"I heard..." Murong Xiu frowned and brushed aside his disturbing long hair. "Su Miaojin is not Governor Su's biological daughter. Her biological father is the fierce man from the Southern Border, the sworn brother of the current emperor.

Su Miaojin's birth mother also has an extraordinary background. Even the old master Ji Yun from the Taiping Palace has to call her junior sister. Of course, these are all rumors I've heard.

So I speculate that Su Miaojin has no reason not to have martial arts. Maybe... she's pretending?"

"Haha, I understand!" Bai Jianxiniang laughed. "So Miss Su seems honest and weak, but she's actually cunning and ruthless. She originally planned to use a trick to capture all of us, but she was attracted by the head of the family's beauty, so she pretended to be weak and took advantage of the head of the family. They slept together, and I saw it."

"Ah..." Everyone couldn't help but look at the head of the family. Indeed, he had fair and tender skin, and his handsome appearance was irresistible from any angle. Any woman would not remain indifferent to him, right?

It made sense!

"Old Bai, you're talking nonsense!" Xin Zhuo imagined the scene of getting along with Su Miaojin and realized that she had no martial arts at all. If a person could disguise themselves to this extent, he might as well give his life to her.

"Flap, flap..." The sun had completely set, and the world was gray. Suddenly, a flock of wild birds fluttered in the nearby dense forest.

Throughout the journey, we haven't encountered any large ferocious beasts. Suddenly, a large flock of birds that roost at night flew up from the deep forest. There is only one explanation: someone has come, and there are quite a few of them.

Everyone was stunned.

Xin Zhuo waved his hand and said, "Hurry, let's go into the forest!"

Just half an hour after the group disappeared, a group of people including Yuan Yourong, Chen Guiyan, and Murong Lei rushed over.

With knives and guns in hand, the air was filled with a murderous aura.

Murong Lei looked at the river, then at the footprints on the ground. He squatted down, reached out to pinch the muddy soil of the footprints, and followed the footprints towards the west.

These footprints were messy, as if they were heading west, but they disappeared near a pile of cobblestones not far away.

Standing up straight, Murong Lei said, "It's hard to say whether they crossed the river or went to the mountains in the west."

Song Dongxi's face became very long. "I think they crossed the river. With the river blocking their way, people tend to feel safe. It's human nature, although it can't stop us."

Chen Guiyan said, "On the other side of the river is a thousand-foot cliff. When I was young, I followed my family's elders here to gather herbs. There are bandits in the mountains, and they definitely know that it's a dead end over there. They should have gone west."

Everyone chose to believe Chen Guiyan and headed straight for the western mountain.

Song Dongxi's face became even longer.

After running for five or six miles, there was no trace of Xin Zhuo and his group in the mountains. They reached the top of a mountain just as it was getting completely dark, and the surrounding forest was pitch black and silent.

They had lost track of them, and it was nighttime again. It would be difficult to find them.

Everyone's faces didn't look good.

Suddenly, Song Dongxi sneered, "You all think you're so clever. No wonder you were fooled by those little thieves. In my opinion, they went to the other side of the river!"

"Song, don't be so self-righteous, okay?" Yuan Yourong sneered. "What evidence do you have to prove that they went to the other side? Are you confident like when you proposed to Miss Murong last year and got rejected?"

"You little brat, exposing someone's weaknesses." Song Dongxi's face turned cold, he crossed his arms and ignored them. The matter of proposing to Miss Murong from the Murong family was a forever pain in his heart.

Chen Guiyan raised a finger and felt the direction of the wind. She said, "I heard that their village is lacking supplies. After traveling all day today, they probably want to hunt and make a fire to cook. We are downwind, so we should be able to sense any flames or smoke they produce.

Everyone, pay attention and we should be able to find their tracks!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a pile of torches suddenly lit up on the opposite mountain across the river, shining brightly in the pitch-black forest.

Under the firelight, there were seven or eight figures swaying, doing something unknown.

Other than Xin Zhuo and his group, who else could be in this deep forest?

Everyone was stunned, as this sudden appearance was too...unexpected.

Song Dongxi looked at Chen Guiyan, Yuan Yourong, and the others with faces as if they had seen a dead rat. A hint of uncontrollable satisfaction appeared on his long face. "My judgment is not ordinary. I can't be as foolish as you all."

"What's there to be proud of when you're only half right?" Yuan Yourong also looked towards the opposite side, seemingly trying to distinguish which one was Xin Zhuo.

"Younger sister, don't leave, sing a song to keep you here. The song contains my true feelings for you, and it contains your tenderness..."

Just then, a rough, awkward, and strange singing voice came from the opposite mountain.

The people from the four major families were once again stunned. Were these bandits provoking them? They had quite the audacity.

(End of this chapter)