12dz Chapter 79 That's the truth
Chapter 79 That's the truth
"Trying to leave?"
The figure, already sent flying by the blade's energy, tried to get up, but Lu Zheng was even faster.
His figure swept past countless onlookers, leaving behind afterimages, and in an instant he flew into the teahouse.
Feng Bugui and Luo Xichan, who were some distance away, exchanged a glance, and panic could be seen in their eyes.
After confirming the figure's identity, the two quickly headed towards the teahouse.
Before Zai Feng and the others arrived, Shen Che's figure had already silently approached the place, but he didn't get too close. Instead, he blended into the crowd of onlookers.
From afar, Shen Che saw a slender and beautiful figure, about eighteen or nineteen years old, struggling to get up from the ground.
At this moment, the girl did not struggle or resist, because a knife was firmly held across her neck.
Lu Zheng seemed completely unconcerned about her resistance, simply watching her quietly with a hint of schadenfreude.
Facing the knife held to her neck, the girl showed no fear. She got up, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and straightened her disheveled and wrinkled clothes.
Soon, the black-clad guards who had been following Lu Zheng rushed up and surrounded the girl.
"Who do we have here? It turns out to be Sect Leader Luo's fifth disciple. No wonder he's so fearless."
Seeing that more and more people were gathering around him, Lu Zheng silently put away his knife, but he could hardly contain his smile.
"Du Qingshang, how dare you! We have an agreement with the Illusion Heart Sect that your Illusion Heart Technique cannot be used lightly."
"If it's a fight within the martial arts world, we don't care. But if they attack ordinary people, we have the right to intervene!"
"Come with me, Miss Du!"
"Hmph!" He snorted and glared at Lu Zheng and the black-clad guards beside him. His arrogant attitude infuriated them.
As the government's henchmen, they have never been on good terms with these martial arts forces that break the law. Everyone knows their reputation as the government's lackeys.
This little vixen really doesn't know what the Black-Clad Guards are, and actually thinks the Illusionary Heart Sect can protect her?
Just wait, once you're inside the Black Guard's dark prison, I guarantee you won't even be able to scream.
"Don't touch me, I'll walk on my own. I'll just have to accept my fate if I end up in your hands!"
Pushed and shoved by the people behind her, Du Qingshang was completely oblivious to the seriousness of the situation, maintaining her arrogant demeanor, so arrogant that it made one want to slap her.
"Miss Du is truly a woman of strong character. Guards, put her in shackles. Let the people of Cold Mountain City see for themselves—this is the direct disciple of the Illusionary Heart Sect's leader!"
"Lu Zheng, do you dare?"
"Heh!" Lu Zheng snorted softly without saying a word. His subordinates rushed forward and smoothly put a set of iron shackles on Du Qingshang.
This is no ordinary shackle; it is a cast iron shackle specially made for martial arts practitioners, weighing at least several dozen kilograms.
He had wanted to give this thing to the disciples of the Illusion Heart Sect for a long time, and today he finally got the chance.
The thought of the sect leader's personal disciple being paraded through the streets in shackles filled Lu Zheng with a secret sense of satisfaction.
As for whether the Illusionary Heart Sect would have a strong reaction after finding out, Lu Zheng was not afraid at all. Did they really think that he, as the deputy commander, had no temper? He had been caught for so long.
In this Cold Mountain City, there is only one Hundred-Household Office of the Black-Clad Guards, but it is in charge of this high-ranking Deputy Thousand-Household Office, probably for the sake of the Illusionary Heart Sect.
The Black-Clad Guards, as a weapon against the martial arts world, are affectionately known as the imperial court's henchmen, and their inherent animosity towards martial arts forces is natural.
There are many experts in the Illusionary Heart Sect, but here he is the only one struggling to hold on, and you can imagine how stifled he must be.
The Illusionary Heart Sect is in complete disarray right now, with its leader being besieged by several elders. If they learn of their disciple's plight, they might not exert pressure but instead kick him while he's down.
Even if the Illusionary Heart Sect resists fiercely, it doesn't matter. They are in the right. Do they really think I have no one backing me?
In this Fengzhou region, the commanders and garrison commanders above him are all sharpening their knives, eager for merit!
The commanders of the Black-Clad Guards must be at least Grandmaster level, and the garrison commanders must be experts who are almost Grandmaster level.
Judging from the sword energy he just unleashed, Lu Zheng, the deputy commander, is probably still a bit short of the Grandmaster realm. Although he hasn't reached the Grandmaster realm yet, he's definitely not someone anyone can easily mess with.
It's estimated that the Black-Clad Guards wanted to hone this blade, hoping he could break through quickly under the pressure from the Illusionary Heart Sect.
It has to be said, the disciples of the Illusionary Heart Sect are truly arrogant. At the age of eighteen or nineteen, their half-step innate realm is not low, yet they are facing experts who are half-step into the realm of the big shots.
Putting aside their official rank, just looking at their strength, they completely overwhelm her.
Even so, she didn't restrain herself at all, her arrogant expression practically screaming that she looked down on everyone.
They already showed mercy and gave her face; she's in the right no matter where she is. Otherwise, that knife strike would have torn her to pieces.
Now that they've shown no restraint and their attitude is so awful, one can only imagine how gloating Lu Zheng, the deputy commander, must be.
Go ahead and make a scene, you'll see what happens later.
"Let me go!" When the cast iron shackles were put on her head, Du Qingshang didn't panic much, but when they were put on and her whole body was sealed with meridian-sealing needles, Du Qingshang really panicked.
With all her meridians sealed, she couldn't even muster a single breath of true energy.
The weight of several dozen kilograms pressing down on her head almost made her slender figure collapse, but she managed to stand up only through sheer willpower.
Seeing Du Qingshang's expression, Lu Zheng held back his smile for a long time before he could barely suppress it.
Still so stubborn. Stubbornness is a good thing. We'll walk around Hanshan City a little longer later and let you persevere.
The same way that rich young men who used to be obsessed with fishing would flaunt their catches of big fish is how they're showing off today.
Those from the Illusionary Heart Sect who wield hidden weapons and illusions are far more physically weak than ordinary martial artists. A day in this world would leave her crippled, or at least half-dead.
"You henchmen of the imperial court, release me right now! What right do you have to arrest me!" After being pressed down for only a short while, Du Qingshang felt she couldn't take it anymore. The weight and sharp pain in her neck almost made her bend over.
"Those people are spreading rumors and slandering my Illusionary Heart Sect. You didn't care when they were spewing filth and insulting my sect, but now that I've just taught them a small lesson, you immediately intervene."
"The imperial court's lackeys are indeed lackeys, only knowing how to show their claws to us. Aren't you afraid that Master and the elders of the Illusionary Heart Sect will uphold justice for me?"
"You!" The centurion beside her almost lost his composure and secretly added some more substance to the girl's food, making the iron shackles around her neck even heavier.
"Uphold justice? You dare to talk about justice?" Lu Zheng sneered and looked at her coldly.
"Miss Du, it's bad enough that you used your illusion magic to injure people in the street, but now you've gone and insulted an official of the imperial court. I don't know how your elders raised you. Do you really think my Black-Clad Guards are made of clay?"
"You just mentioned rumors circulating in the martial arts world. What right do we Black-Clad Guards have to interfere? Rumors also say we're ruthless killers, indiscriminately slaughtering innocents, yet none of you martial arts figures have said a single good word for us!"
"It's common knowledge that your Black-Clad Guards are ruthless killers; that's a fact!"
"Oh, Miss Du, you're quite honest!"
Lu Zheng waved to the person next to him, his expression unchanged, and said softly, "Come on, put shackles on her again, the heaviest kind made of finely forged steel, so that Miss Du will learn her lesson!"