NCCnovel Chapter 395
Chapter 395
[Master is just too bored staying in this mortal realm, which is why she kept the dog lives of these few people for amusement. Otherwise, with Little Zhu's temper, the grass on their graves would already be towering high.]The few people whose grave grass should have been towering high were either shrinking their necks or freezing in place as if hit by an immobilization spell. Only their slightly trembling bodies indicated that this was not a still picture.
Especially Bei Ye, who was specifically singled out. His pupils dilated for a moment, and his trembling hands tightly gripped a corner of his clothes, forcefully resisting the urge to immediately jump up and beg for forgiveness.
Because he had just horrifyingly discovered that when he wanted to say something about the past assassination attempt, his throat felt as if it were being choked by an invisible force, rendering him completely unable to make a single sound.
Sitting next to him, Bei Yue saw his younger brother trembling like a leaf. Beneath the table, he silently stretched out his foot and gave his brother's calf a swift kick.
A sharp pain shot up Bei Ye's calf, instantly sobering him up quite a bit. He swept a glance at Bei Yue from the corner of his eye, temporarily forgiving his opportunistic revenge.
Aside from terror, the feelings in their hearts were incredibly complex. In the past, they had always viewed others as ants. They never expected that one day, a mountain even more immovable than their imperial father and mother would appear before them. Experiencing what it was like to be the ants themselves—only those who endured it could understand the taste of it!
Only Yanji, who was completely oblivious to all this, saw that Yue Fuguang was not taking the bait. He silently gritted his teeth and continued, Junior Preceptor, please forgive my presumptuous visit today. This humble king has an unreasonable request, and I hope Your Excellency can agree to it for the sake of the good neighborly friendship between our two countries.
[Good neighborly friendship between our two countries? What kind of good neighbor sends their navy to masquerade as pirates to plunder their neighbor's merchant ships and pillage their neighbor's citizens? Colluding with Sima Jing in an attempt to subvert the Great Yan's empire, and decades later, when the other countries' national power declined, even trying to swallow an elephant like a snake, invading the Central Plains to sit as the sole overlord of this world.]
With every crime the system listed, the hearts of Bei Yue and the others sank a fraction further. The words 'she knows everything' looped infinitely in their minds.
The matters of Dongyi, whether past or future, she knew them all!
Then, aside from the assassination, Junior Preceptor Yue probably, most likely, knew absolutely everything else each of them had ever done.
The group looked with pity at the still-oblivious Yanji as he continued talking to himself, If the Junior Preceptor can agree, my Dongyi will surely offer a heavy reward in the future.
Yue Fuguang chuckled carelessly, her fingers gently rubbing the outside of her teacup. It seemed the patterns on it were more interesting than Yanji's so-called heavy reward. Her voice was somewhat cold and distant, Your Excellency exaggerates. This Junior Preceptor is highly regarded by the Emperor and supported by the people. Wealth, power, fame, and profit are all in my hands.
She set down the teacup. The crisp sound of the cup's base hitting the tabletop felt like a strike against the hearts of everyone seated.
Although I do not know what your request entails, this Junior Preceptor is young, and the floods are a major issue. I am afraid I cannot help Your Excellency with anything.
Hearing the word 'young', the others suddenly remembered that after the new year, this person would only be twelve years old!
[Although Master is already over three thousand years old, her age as a human is indeed younger than the few people sitting here.]
The two Xi brothers had been so nervous earlier that their mouths were completely dry. Seeing that Yue Fuguang's attention was entirely on Yanji, they exchanged a glance and finally gathered the courage to pick up the completely cold tea on the table to take a sip, only to hear the claim of being three thousand years old.
Cough, cough!
Clatter!
One choked on the cold tea so hard that his throat ached and his nasal cavity burned, his tears flowing out uncontrollably.
The other's hand trembled, nearly dropping the cup in his hand to the floor. Fortunately, Xi Yuanshan was a martial artist, and he managed to catch the cup in time after it slipped from his grasp.
Please forgive us, Junior Preceptor. It was our brotherly duo who lacked manners. The two hurriedly stood up, apologizing with utmost trepidation.
Yue Fuguang waved her hand dismissively and said, No matter, sit down, all of you!
Thank you for your magnanimity, Junior Preceptor! The two carefully perched only half of their bottoms on their chairs, not daring to sit fully, and they certainly did not dare to touch the tea and snacks on the table again.
They were terrified that the entity known as Little Zhu would spout some other shocking revelation.
At this moment, the group had no spare energy to ponder how those three thousand years were calculated. They all looked at Yanji, whose conversation had been interrupted once again and who had been explicitly rejected by Yue Fuguang. His face was now a mix of embarrassment and anger, entirely devoid of his previous supreme confidence.
With a contorted face, he forced down his emotions, stood up again, and took two steps forward. He Jin, who was standing behind Yue Fuguang, immediately reached for the sword at his waist.
By her side, Shen Chunying silently took half a step forward. Yue Fuguang waved her right hand, and Shen Chunying immediately bowed and silently retreated.
Yanji acted as if he hadn't seen their movements. He stopped about four or five meters away from Yue Fuguang, bowed ninety degrees, and replaced his expression with one of sorrow. He spoke with earnest pleading, Junior Preceptor, please hear me out. It has been raining heavily in my Dongyi lands for ten consecutive days. Seeing that the New Year is only three days away, my dynasty's people are still living in deep waters and scorching fire during this festive season.
Yue Fuguang nodded, playing with the jade pendant at her waist, but the words she spoke were exceptionally cold, And what does that have to do with this Junior Preceptor?
[Exactly, beneath the immortals, all are ants. He doesn't actually think we would care about the lives of mortals, does he?]
The six-person ant squad silently lowered their heads, trying their best to minimize their presence. Bei Yue especially regretted suggesting they come to the Yu Manor to test this person.
If they managed to walk out of the Yu Manor intact later, it would be entirely thanks to their ancestors in the underworld fighting tooth and nail to bless them.
Yue Fuguang's cold and ruthless words left Yanji stunned on the spot. People like them usually spoke and acted with as much tact and subtlety as possible. When had they ever seen someone so blunt? Moreover, saying such things showed a complete disregard for her own reputation and the diplomatic relations between the two countries.
Yanji simply couldn't understand where Yue Fuguang, who wasn't even twelve years old yet, got her confidence. Was she not afraid of being punished by Emperor Mingxi?
With the New Year approaching, Emperor Mingxi, whose imperial seal was already stored away for the holidays, was still diligently reviewing the last few memorials in the Imperial Study.
Suddenly, an inexplicable chill ran down his body. He felt a premonition, always suspecting that some unruly subjects were out to harm him again!
With his smile frozen on his face, Yanji felt truly helpless at this moment. He cast a pleading look at Bei Ye and the others.
Bei Ye, who had just been stepped on by him, still held a grudge. He rolled his eyes at Yanji and then lowered his head to play with his own hands. Bei Yue, who had proposed coming here, didn't dare look at him, and the others all kept their heads down, pretending to be quails.
Yanji wore an expression of grief and indignation. Hadn't they agreed to advance and retreat together before coming here? Why was every single one of them playing dead now!
Just when he was at his most helpless, a timid voice came from behind him, Junior Preceptor, my royal brother and I have both heard that you were once guided by an immortal. By observing the celestial phenomena, you know of droughts and floods, and with a pinch of your fingers, you can calculate fortune and misfortune.
With a thud, he fell heavily to his knees, prostrating himself on the ground. Yue Fuguang glanced at the wooden floor of the tearoom. Very good, it wasn't broken. Otherwise, she would definitely make this person pay until he didn't even have his underwear left.
Oshima Tadashi lay prostrate on the ground, his voice even more earnest than Yanji's. Junior Preceptor possesses immortal methods. I, Oshima Tadashi, implore you to look upon the diplomatic relations between our two countries and the millions of citizens in Dongyi, and help us divine just once: when will this heavy rain in our dynasty cease?
Thump, thump, thump!
Three loud kowtows smashed heavily against the wooden floor. Yue Fuguang felt a bit of regret watching this. If she had known earlier, this tearoom should have been paved with blue bricks—that would have kowtowed you to death!