Chapter-75: Who are you?
The man in black paused for a moment "The Fifth Prince's people? Do you have any proof?" In order to save his life, Guard Jane no longer cared about the consequences of leaking secrets and took out a token from his arms, which was the mark of the Fifth Prince's Mansion.
The man in black took the token and looked at it twice, frowning slightly, "According to the court rules, the prince is not allowed to leave the capital without the King's order." Of course, this also includes people in the prince's mansion.
This is also one of the reasons why Guard Jane and his team disguised themselves and acted secretly, so as not to reveal their identities. Guard Jane's mind raced and he came up with an excuse.
"We were going back home to visit our relatives and we overheard these exiles talking nonsense, expressing their resentment towards the court and the king, and their intention to rebel, so I... Ugh."
Suddenly, his face was covered with feces especially his wide open mouth was filled with it. The instigator even looked at it seriously, "Such a dirty mouth goes well with horse manure." (Deserve it!) Mr. Jeff and his men seemed to be gloating over their misfortune.
They actually framed them in front of them and wanted to put them to death. It was really hateful. Guard Jane held his throat and vomited violently, vomiting bile. He was disgusted and glared at her, "You little bitch..."
Wendy Lark picked up a stone from the roadside and threw it over, casually but accurately. Guard Jane was hit in the chest and gasped in pain, subconsciously looking at his companions. But his companions stood far away and had no intention of fighting for him.
His heart felt cold. Is this the result of going back on one's word? Why didn't they understand his painstaking efforts? Wendy Lark was a scheming and deep minded person. If she wasn't removed soon, he would become a serious threat one day.
Adam Smith turned his head and looked at him casually, "Who are you?"
Wendy Lark took a closer look and found that the man in black was unexpectedly young, not even twenty years old, but between a teenager and a young man, with a heroic appearance, a handsome face, and a whole body like a sword drawn from its sheath, full of sharpness.
Although he was covered in dust, he could not hide his awe inspiring demeanor. The steed was majestic, with its long mane flying and its spirit extraordinary. He is a soldier, has a high status and is highly skilled in martial arts.
This is the label that Wendy Lark gave to him as his first impression. "Wendy Lark, the unlucky niece of the former Minister of Revenue, an exiled prisoner."
She introduced herself openly, "This young master, this bastard led his men to kill, burn, and plunder, and even refused to let go of the exiled female prisoners. He said that all the women in the world should be his.
I really don't know where he got the confidence from. Even the wise and powerful King would not say such despicable and shameless words." As soon as she said this, everyone looked at her with extremely strange expressions.
What was she talking about? The guards were stunned and dumbfounded. When had they ever said such a treasonous thing? This was clearly fabricated! The Lark family was very calm. They had long been accustomed to her routine and instead felt an inexplicable pleasure.
The suffering they have endured has finally come to others, Hahaha. Wendy Lark pointed at the confused Guard Jane on the ground. If he could talk nonsense, why couldn't she? This was called giving someone a taste of their own medicine.
"He, a guard in the prince's mansion, is actually more powerful than the King. It's really shocking. Has the imperial power fallen into the hands of the Jane family?" A crack appeared on Adam Smith's handsome face, which continued to split inch by inch.
(This girl... is too brave!) He thought looking at Wendy.
Guard Jane's blood rushed to his head and he felt like he was about to explode. It was over. This was a crime that would result in the confiscation of property and the extermination of the clan. He roared in frustration, "You are talking nonsense."
"No? Does that mean your master has ascended the throne and proclaimed himself King?" Wendy Lark was confused and spoke nonsense seriously. "Oh my god, the ascension of a new King usually brings great glory to the world. Can we also get special glory without going to the border...?"
The more she spoke, the more outrageous it became, and every word she said hit the nail on the head, as if she was dancing on the edge of a knife. Guard Jane's face looked as ugly as if someone in his family had died.
(How could this girl be more ruthless than those old foxes in the court? If this gets out, will their whole family be able to survive? No, no, not only will his entire family be killed, but the fifth prince's entire family will also be taken with him! Cruel… so cruel….) He roared in his heart.
"Shut up, do you know how many people this will kill?" he shouted at her. Wendy Lark laughed loudly, "So, your lives are lives and ours are worthless lives that can be abused and killed at will, but even rabbits bite when they are cornered."
How could he be so brazen when he stabbed her? He was allowed to kill people, but they were not allowed to resist? Why? Guard Jane couldn't argue with her, so he turned to the man in black and said.
"Sir, these are criminals exiled by the court. Their words cannot be trusted. My master likes making friends the most. If I recommend you, a person like you will naturally be favored by the Fifth Prince."
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