strictlysupreme Chapter 1390
Chapter 1390
This naturally made Zhang Yi, Zhu Shou, and Cao Xing extremely embarrassed. They could only awkwardly shut up and grit their teeth, muttering in a low voice, "Don't these people in the Imperial Prison have any sense at all? Are they going to kill them all when we get out?!"
But at this time.
Behind Zhan Hui, a tall and imposing figure emerged from the shadows, suddenly coming into view. At the same time, a voice that made their eyelids twitch rang out: "Oh? If I heard correctly, you just said you wanted to tear me to pieces, to make me wish I were dead?"
This was naturally Zhao Feng, whom Zhang Yi and the other two hated to the core.
He escorted Zhan Hui and followed behind, but the prison was dark and gloomy. He had just been in the shadows, so the other party couldn't see his face and was unaware of his presence.
He suddenly stepped forward and stood out.
Zhang Yi, Zhu Shou, and Cao Xing's pupils shrank instantly, their faces showing terror. They all stared at Zhao Feng as if they had seen a ghost.
For a long time.
Zhang Yicai stammered, "Zhao...Zhao...Zhao...Zhao Feng...!?? You...how the hell are you...how did you get here??"
One of the young emperor's most trusted henchmen should have already fallen into the hands of Lan Yu and his group by now, right? The three of us were the ones he arrested and imprisoned. Given the relationship between the nobles of Huaixi, they should have even kept this man for us!
What's going on with suddenly appearing in the imperial prison?
For a moment, all three of them went into a state of mental blankness, unable to understand it at all, or rather... they were a little afraid to understand it.
Zhao Feng chuckled lightly, shrugged, and spread his hands towards the three men with a somewhat smug look. Knowing full well what was going on, he asked, "I am the Vice Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, in charge of interrogation in the Imperial Prison. If I'm not in this Imperial Prison, where should I be?"
"You...you..." Marquis Huaiyuan pointed at Zhao Feng, wanting to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word for a long time.
After all, after the sudden shock, they should have belatedly realized that Zhao Feng, this "lackey," could still appear in the imperial prison, and judging from the current situation, he was even responsible for escorting Zhan Hui in... This can only mean that the young emperor is currently fine, while Zhan Hui... was imprisoned on his orders!
"That young emperor... he even has the leisure to send a high-ranking official, the head of the civil officials, to the imperial prison?!"
Realize this.
Zhang Yi, Zhu Shou, and Cao Xing turned to look at each other, their expressions extremely grim.
Zhu Shou swallowed hard, saying incredulously, "Lan Yu... Lan Yu and the others... all three of us were so blatantly arrested by Zhao Feng right outside the Duke of Liang's mansion and thrown into the imperial prison, and Lan Yu and the others didn't even lay a finger on the young emperor?!"
Regarding the current situation.
They never considered that Lan Yu and his group had made a move but failed quickly. Instead, they thought that Lan Yu and his group had stood by and endured the situation—they were all old friends on the battlefield. If Lan Yu and his group had made a move, how could things have turned out like this?
But at this time.
They heard Zhan Hui's laughter again: "Hahahaha! Marquis of Heqing, Marquis of Zhulu, Marquis of Huaiyuan... why don't you... be a little bolder with your ideas?"
Now that Zhan Hui was in, and wouldn't be able to get out anytime soon, he started teasing the three unaware men.
“Be bolder in your ideas…” Zhang Yi frowned in surprise and doubt, muttered a word, and then said somewhat irritably, “What do you mean, you idiot?”
Although they still couldn't guess what had happened, the unease and bad premonition in their hearts became more and more real.
Zhao Feng watched with interest as the three bewildered men paced anxiously around the cell. He remained silent for a while, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle, before finally letting out a cold laugh and saying, "Duke Lan Yu of Liang is not one to suffer in silence. You were arrested right in front of him; how could he remain indifferent? How could he simply swallow his anger? Is it possible… that your old cronies outside…"
"They made a move, but lost?" Zhao Feng's tone was full of sarcasm.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!! (Boss Cao smashes a bowl.jpg)"
"How the hell is this possible?"
"You fart!!!"
"..."
Zhang Yi, Zhu Shou, and Cao Xing immediately denied Zhao Feng's statement as if by muscle reflex—they were all ruthless characters who had been on the battlefield countless times, and their trusted men were also elite troops who had fought many battles. How could they possibly be defeated by a mere brat who hadn't even grown up yet?
This is simply the biggest joke in the world!
However, Zhao Feng did not intend to explain or prove anything to them.
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Hmm... the reason you only see two thousand words is because... I'm a chronic procrastinator. Last time I was sick, I made up for the word count, and it became a habit. Now I write until after midnight every day to finish what I need (I don't want to, but I just can't control myself. Also, I really procrastinate when it comes to deadlines, and I have no backlog of words...).