"Lin Da, why are you so heartless!"
Xiao Yuchan roared, shouting out the frustration in her heart, tears bursting from her eyes, she threw the piece of cooked bacon on the ground, and stepped on it angrily, as if stepping on Lin Wanjie's face.
"If you can't understand, please don't bother me again."
Lin Wanjie spoke slowly, unusually calm, with no wave in his eyes.
Everyone has their own ideas.
And what Lin Wanjie said was exactly what he thought.
For the sake of his children, he couldn't even return to the Xiao family.
Don't let your children be criticized as they grow up, and don't let your children be exposed to rumors.
Xiao Yuchan was just a child and could not understand Lin Wanjie's thoughts.
My mother had originally warned not to use this matter to stimulate Lin Wanjie, as it might have the opposite effect.
But Xiao Yuchan didn't take it seriously, and only now did she finally understand that her mother was right.
Looking at Lin Da again, it felt like the distance was even further away.
If not even the children could persuade Lin Wanjie to go down the mountain, what else could be done?
Does he really want to live in isolation in the mountains for the rest of his life?
But he is obviously so capable!
"It's getting late. Go back quickly. Don't come here if you have nothing to do."
Lin Wanjie's cold voice came. It was a sunny day, but it poured down on the young lady's heart like a downpour.
I promised to come, but I was rejected like this.
Xiao Yuchan had never been treated like this before. The young lady lost her temper and cried, "Okay! I will never bother you again! Never again!"
After saying that, he turned around and ran down the mountain.
"Miss, miss..."
The two servants noticed the situation, quickly dropped their things and followed closely.
After half a day.
Xiao Yuchan returned to Hangzhou City and discovered a strange team at the gate of the city.
Seven people were riding horses, all wearing cloaks and hats, covering their bodies and faces. Their attire was very low-key, but because they were too low-key, they looked out of place among the pedestrians going in and out of Hangzhou.
There was an indescribable gloomy aura about him. Not only Xiao Yuchan and the two servants, but also the rest of the people shunned him, feeling uneasy to offend him.
The soldiers guarding the city also noticed these seven people and stopped them.
The two sides didn't know what they said. Suddenly, the guards guarding the city knelt down with respectful expressions.
Xiao Yuchan muttered: "Who are these people?"
"He has a martial arts spirit, he is probably a martial arts master." The servant said casually, not paying much attention.
At this time, a group of seven people had entered the city. At first sight, they saw a team of the White Lotus Sect parading in the city. Several women in white were carrying a white jade statue. The people gathered in the street and shouted: "Greetings to the White Lotus Empress, please The White Lotus Empress bless you."
"Blessed by the White Lotus Empress."
"The White Lotus cult has become so rampant in Hangzhou. If you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't believe it."
The person in charge took off his hat, revealing a black face with burns, and said something coldly.
The Hangzhou guards who accompanied him only said: "Reporting to your lord, because it was the White Lotus Sect that saved the people of Hangzhou and cured the plague, it is loved by the people, and we dare not..."
"I want to see the prefect and Prince Jing."
"I'll inform you right away."
The guard left.
A person behind him asked softly: "Sir, our trip is to investigate the death of the imperial envoy and to collect evidence of Prince Cheng's crime. We did not mention the White Lotus Sect."
"The Metropolitan Procuratorate was established to protect the stability of the world. The White Lotus Sect has been deeply poisoned. I have heard about it in the capital. Now that I have encountered it, I have to take care of it."
"But... I heard that there are many masters in the White Lotus Sect. There are two in the top ten in the world. Even Prince Jing is no match for them."
"Huh, ranking in the world? It's just child's play!"
After saying that, the man drew his sword and swiped away, and a burst of invisible energy instantly reached the middle of the White Lotus Sect team ten meters away.
The white jade statue roared and exploded instantly.
Several girls screamed and were thrown away, and the people fled in panic.
"Empress White Lotus's body shaping is ruined!"
"God is going to punish you."
"The city of Hangzhou will suffer another disaster..."
"It was him, it was he who destroyed Empress White Lotus!"
All eyes were focused on the man with black face.
This man's behavior ignited the anger of the people, and no one dared to approach him because his murderous intent was so strong.
When the team was surrounded, the man with the black face and the burn suddenly took out a waist card and held it high.
"The first case handled by the Magic Sword Camp of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, who dares to block the way?"
Metropolitan Procuratorate!
Upon hearing these three words, the people's expressions changed.
This is the most notorious yamen in the Great Xia court, an expert organization dedicated to dealing with various evil forces.
Although it was born to deal with evil forces, it has evolved over the years.
However, the Metropolitan Procuratorate has become the largest evil force in the Great Xia Kingdom. Whether it is in the official circles of the capital, the local sects, or the Jianghu forces, it is an existence that everyone talks about.
Wherever the Metropolitan Procuratorate appears, there must be a massacre.
The sword of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is above the law and is only subject to imperial power.
The person who can be called the leader is one of the most powerful figures in the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the sharpest knife in the emperor's hand.
Jianghu has its own ranking, and the imperial court has its own imperial court.
Fu Ming, the leader of the Shen Dao Camp, is temporarily ranked seventh in the Metropolitan Procuratorate.
But where would the seventh person from the imperial court rank in the world?
neither knows.
The people got out of the way.
Fu Ming had long been accustomed to the fearful looks around him, and continued with a sneer: "Everyone in the White Lotus Sect, listen up, we have three days to withdraw from Jiangnan, otherwise we will kill every one we see!"
"What a loud tone!"
Suddenly there was a disdainful chuckle from the crowd.
A silver needle flew out of the air, making no sound, and was extremely hidden.
Fu Ming swiped the blade and heard two clanging sounds. The silver needle actually adsorbed on the knife.
"What?"
There were incredulous exclamations from the crowd.
However, he had been exposed. Fu Ming dismounted and flew into the crowd, reaching out and grabbing someone's collar.
That person is the white guest in blue shirt.
The green-faced boy's face changed immediately. He didn't expect the opponent to be so fast.
He is also known as the eleventh in the world. In recent years, he is the most promising young man in the world, and he is also full of arrogance.
Seeing that he was caught, he used his energy to break free.
Unexpectedly, the other party remained motionless, and his little anger was like a child playing in front of the black face.
Fu Ming twisted it with one hand, and the bones in Baike's shoulder cracked, and he let out a scream.
"ah!"
Then he was dumped and thrown directly on the street.
The crowd dispersed, and several officers from the Metropolitan Procuratorate surrounded him on horseback.
"Isn't this guy a famous white man in blue shirt in the world?"
"Famous? Never heard of it. Do you know him?"
"This is the first time I've seen him. I've only heard people say that this guy is ranked eleventh in the world. He's a green-faced young man with a weak kidney."
"Hahaha."
"The Jianghu Ranking... is just a joke in the eyes of the First Lord."
The six people looked down at Bai Ke like clowns and laughed.
