Let Me See the Backbone of You So-Called Righteous Men

"Master, you?!"

After hearing this, Qin Lan Shan's voice rose sharply.

She looked at Su Qing in disbelief, clearly frightened.

You wanted that person to become your Star Slave?

Your arrogance surpassed anything I could have imagined.

"What? Don't you want to see her end up worse off than you?"

"For example... becoming a lowly, miserable pet?"

As Su Qing spoke the latter words, he lowered his voice.

After hearing this, Qin Lan Shan immediately pictured that transcendent figure in her mind.

Except she was no longer standing in the void, but kneeling on the ground.

Around her neck was a collar identical to Qin Lan Shan's...

At the thought of such a scene, she could not help swallowing.

Her plump, beautiful legs rubbed together involuntarily, as if suppressing her emotions.

This was too sinful. How could she think something like that?

It had to be because this bad man had infected her with his thoughts. Otherwise, who would think about such things...

The image flashed through Qin Lan Shan's mind.

Along with it went her awe toward that person.

Su Qing watched the Shopkeeper's series of little movements, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.

Naturally, he had a purpose in telling her all this.

At its core, he wanted to erase the mark the Goddess had left in her heart.

In the game, the two of them were ostensibly friends.

Yet during the Shopkeeper's early stages, most of her actions had been led along by that friend.

But he would not allow such a thing to happen here!

She could only listen to him. How could she be influenced by anyone else?

The carriage soon reached the street where the Realm Protectorate was located.

But now, the street was incomparably noisy.

"Taking in the Daughter of a Convicted Official—what is the Realm Protectorate trying to do?"

"What a disgraceful age. Is the Realm Protectorate going to associate with these rebel factions too?"

"We call you the Realm Protectorate because we expect justice and the people's trust!"

By the time the carriage appeared, similar shouts had already reached their peak.

Clearly, these "Patriotic People" were questioning the Realm Protectorate's loyalty.

"Hand over the Daughter of a Convicted Official and restore justice to the Realm Protectorate!"

"How can Upright Officials associate with convicted officials? Young Master Su, don't make a mistake!"

"It's not too late to hand her over now. Don't become obsessed with her beauty!"

The people around them kept trying to persuade him.

No matter how one listened, it all sounded like harsh but well-meaning advice, all supposedly for his sake.

Su Qing listened, a cold smile curling across his lips.

It sounded plausible, but what would happen if he handed her over?

He would instead become an indecisive coward!

What concern for his sake? They were simply fanning the flames and hoping to see him suffer!

Qin Lan Shan's previously rosy face turned pale after hearing those words.

She had never imagined that one day, she would become a rat everyone wanted to beat.

The countless voices around her were like shackles, making it hard for her to breathe.

But in the next moment, she felt warmth.

"It's all right. Your master won't despise you."

Su Qing looked at the pale Elder Sister and spoke gently.

Offering some warmth when his Little Slave felt lost was what he ought to do.

Qin Lan Shan looked at the young man and felt the pressure around her gradually fade.

Caught off guard by his gentleness, she pressed her lips together and lowered her gaze.

He... was actually rather dependable sometimes.

Of course, she would have been even more touched if his hand had not been patting her chest to comfort her.

Su Qing felt that she ought to understand his painstaking intentions.

Where else would have a better effect than patting there?

The atmosphere immediately eased, she was no longer nervous, and the effect was quite good.

"Ignore them. Go straight in."

Su Qing spoke to the coachman.

The silent coachman raised his whip and urged the carriage forward.

But after only a few steps, someone appeared in their path.

Ordinary people naturally would not dare block the Realm Protectorate, but what if the person had status?

The young man before them wore fine robes and clearly possessed an extremely lofty status.

"My father is Han Mo, the current Myriad Aspects Prime Minister. I request an audience with Young Master Su!"

the young man shouted.

The Prime Minister's Son was indeed a highly weighty identity.

Han Lin stood with his hands behind his back, a confident smile on his lips.

Naturally, he had come prepared, intending to give Su Qing a small shock.

The moment his target appeared, he would use the flowery rhetoric he had prepared to leave him unable to step down!

Then, the spectators would surely witness him loudly questioning Su Qing!

Word would spread from one person to ten, from ten to a hundred, and the young master of the Realm Protectorate would become his stepping stone to fame in the capital, would he not?

The plan was flawless!

The carriage eventually came to a stop.

Su Qing straightened his clothes and silently stepped down.

Han Lin looked at the youth who emerged, a flash of jealousy passing through his eyes.

He had to admit that, in terms of looks, this brat did have some capital.

But before him, that was not enough!

Everything was progressing according to his expectations. Next came the time to display his strength.

The first line was... Young Master Su, do you know that a great disaster is about to befall you?

"S..."

He had only uttered a single syllable when pain exploded across his face and a tremendous force struck him.

He slammed directly into the wall, spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and even his teeth had been loosened.

The Prime Minister's Son was utterly bewildered by that blow, and so were the noisy people around him.

The street that had been boisterous moments before fell deathly silent in an instant.

They stared wide-eyed at the sight before them, some even forgetting to breathe.

"How utterly lawless. There are actually people in the capital impersonating the current Prime Minister's son?"

Su Qing's clear voice was especially distinct on this street.

"That's not—"

One of the accompanying youths stepped forward, wanting to defend Han Lin.

He had only said two words when pain erupted across his face, and he too was sent flying.

By sheer coincidence, he crashed directly onto Han Lin, making the latter let out a muffled groan.

"Well, well, there are accomplices too? These swindlers are truly rampant!"

"The Realm Protectorate has no dealings with the Prime Minister at all. I don't know any Prime Minister's Son."

"Talking about paying a visit? If you're going to deceive people, at least choose someone I know!"

Su Qing stepped forward, pulled out Han Lin, who had nearly been knocked unconscious, and sighed.

Seeing Han Lin's miserable state, blood pouring from his mouth and nose, the crowd instinctively took a step back.

Did they dare block this place only because someone had taken the lead?

But what had happened? Their leader had been grabbed like a chick in mere moments!

If he treated the Prime Minister's Son this way, what would he do to them?

They did not even dare imagine it!

The shivering crowd no longer had any of its earlier clamor. They did not even dare make a sound.

Who knew whether they would be branded accomplices and pasted onto the wall?

Wasn't the young master of the Realm Protectorate rumored to be a frail scholar?!

Those methods were not something a frail scholar could possibly use!

The people who had come to stir up trouble were all trembling with fear. No one dared say another word.

The Prime Minister's Son—among those present, whose status could possibly be higher?

If he dared strike the Prime Minister's Son, then he dared strike them too!

Su Qing swept his gaze across the crowd, feeling greatly pleased.

Practicing martial arts really made it easier for people to speak to him calmly.

If he still looked frail as before, people would probably have long since ridden roughshod over him.

"You all shouted so loudly just now. I, Su, deeply admire that."

"Since that's the case, let me see your backbone."

Su Qing swept his gaze over the crowd and spoke calmly.

His gaze passed over everyone as he raised a hand and gestured toward the entrance of the Realm Protectorate.

A group of guards who had been watching coldly immediately came over and respectfully saluted him.

Without a doubt, his decisive actions had earned a measure of their approval.

"These people dared gather and cause trouble. It is highly possible that assassins are hidden among them."

"The assassins intend to murder me in secret, so they incited the crowd to conceal their tracks."

"Why haven't you seized them all? Interrogate them thoroughly, and do not let the assassins escape!"

Su Qing directly gave the order.

"Yes!"

The guards immediately answered.

They had long found these noisy fellows unpleasant to look at. Now was the perfect time to act!

After a brief burst of commotion, the area around the Realm Protectorate became quiet once more.

Qin Lan Shan stepped out of the carriage and stared blankly at the figure standing ahead of her.

When the Prime Minister's Son had appeared, she had already felt a sense of foreboding.

But she had never expected things to develop this way.

That decisive ability to act made even her heart tremble.

Even though she was a rational person, she could not help feeling drawn to strength now.

Su Qing, on the other hand, had no particular thoughts about it.

He could hear the crying and shouting of those people being taken away, but so what?

This concerned his personal safety. He could not be careless, and what he had done was entirely reasonable.

What surprised him, however, was how poorly these self-proclaimed scholars had performed.

Those who merely stood there, pale-faced and unable to move, were actually doing fairly well.

The more disgraceful ones had been frightened until tears and snot streamed down their faces.

Their so-called scholarly integrity had long been completely broken.

That was precisely why he felt nothing at all.

Defeating formidable opponents naturally brought a great sense of accomplishment.

But if they called him daddy the moment he made a move, that was no fun.

"Master... many of these people are famous talented scholars and literary men in the capital."

"Will doing this cause any trouble for you?"

Qin Lan Shan's voice held a hint of worry.

Previously, she naturally would never have said something like this.

But now, she already regarded herself as his person, so of course she would worry for him.

"It's fine. We'll just draw a few nude portraits of them and leave a mark."

"Everyone should realize their mistakes afterward and won't do it again."

Su Qing spoke in a casual tone.

When they had been seizing people earlier, if one or two brave souls had stepped forward, things might have become a little troublesome.

But judging from their performance, they were simply a group seeking fame and reputation.

Under such circumstances, a little threat was more than enough.

After hearing that, Qin Lan Shan's pupils contracted.

You could even come up with an idea like that? What kind of demon are you?