Chapter 46: Shi Yi Mistaken for a Sasaeng Fan

“Me? An old lady? Nonsense! Are you all blind or just stupid…”

Seeing Mi Chen bristling with anger, ready to rush forward and argue, Shi Yi couldn’t help but tug gently at her sleeve, shaking her head.

“I’m fine, let’s just go.”

Yu Ming watched as Shi Yi was about to leave and instinctively caught her wrist. He couldn’t let her leave like this, not while so many people were watching. If she walked away now, the rumors would only get worse for him.

There was fierce debate about what to name the alliance—some suggested “Mingdao Society,” others proposed “Alliance of Divine Might,” along with a host of other odd ideas.

As for Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song, their military ranks had already been stripped; they had no authority to command troops. Even when they held those ranks, they couldn’t simply dispatch soldiers without the official tiger tally and imperial edict. As for keeping private armies, who would dare attempt such a thing?

But their residence was too close to the water, and might flood if the river rose. Something had to be done about it. Still, for today, the priority was to clean up the place. Just thinking about the thick layers of dust, Shi Yi knew it would be a busy day.

The few middle-aged men exchanged suspicious glances, pretending they had no time to intervene; in truth, they wanted to see for themselves. As soon as the boat docked beside the warship, several men prepared to jump aboard to seize Liu Yong and his companions—after all, in their eyes, Liu Yong had no means left to resist.

Heaven’s Will must prevail! Anyone who died for Heaven’s Will was worthy of respect—whether they wished it or not, their deaths became a mark of honor, bestowed upon them by Heaven’s Will itself.

Xiahou Dun took a step back, and all the spearmen moved with him. In a flash, the second row surged forward—soldiers armed with sword in one hand and shield in the other.

“It isn’t that I’m cruel; it’s you who are merciless.” Ye Chen’s words drifted through the bustling commercial street, seeming both close and distant at once.

Still, the medicine wasn’t useless—at least the wounds on his left side and leg had improved greatly. After dinner, he checked on the others; everyone was recovering well, especially Lin Li, who was like a machine—already up and moving, energetic and spirited. Liu Yong was deeply impressed.

“You, a great scholar, really shouldn’t be kneeling to people all the time. Next time we visit Lady Xu, I’ll have to talk to you about this.” Liu Yong teased, in case Xu Shu was still embarrassed about earlier. Xu Shu blushed, promising not to do it again.

“Sir, my lady is of the highest nobility. Do you think someone as lowly and commonplace as you can touch her so freely?” With a British air of haughty disdain in his grey-blue eyes, Bayard reached out and drew Lin Xiaoxi’s hand from Chu Ci’s grasp.

“You too…” Tears blurred her vision as Lu Anning looked up, feeling as though Gu Zeyu’s figure was wavering before her.

Shen Mingxuan stood before her, sword in hand, his face clouded and dark—an expression she had never seen before.

Return to the company or back to the apartment? Standing by his car, he hesitated for a moment. In the end, he decided to go home and rest. Having made up his mind, he drove back to his apartment, feeling somewhat dejected.

Bai Xue and Xuan Yuanmei sized up Dui Dui and, seeing her now, both agreed she was truly beautiful.

Xing Tianyao saw the fear in Murong Xue’s eyes replacing her former hostility. He knew he couldn’t harm the emperor of Beili. With a single blow, his sword struck Murong Xue’s long sword, shattering it in two with a resounding crack.

“Sigh, you always lead me astray. If we keep chatting like this, who knows when we’ll ever get to the main point?” Xuan Che shamelessly sighed.

After leaving Consort Qing’s chambers, Princess Caiyue went straight to Lady Xiao’s palace. Lady Xiao, terrified at the sight of Princess Caiyue, immediately fell to her knees, trembling. In the past, whenever she saw Caiyue, she wanted to disappear into the floor; she couldn’t say why, but she was always afraid of the princess.