roccoschili Chapter 190 Counterfeiting
Chapter 190 Counterfeiting
Just as the sword energy was about to touch her, Su Fuying's body suddenly moved.
Her movements were fluid and elegant, as if she were performing a silent dance.
Her waist arched backward, forming a perfect curve that was almost parallel to the ground.
Her long hair traced graceful arcs in the air with her movements, her eyes fixed on the two deadly sword energies.
The sword energy whistled past, carrying a sharp wind, grazing her waist, and even tearing two rips in her clothes.
However, Su Fuying herself was unharmed.
Her movements were incredibly precise, with perfect control over every muscle, without a single unnecessary movement.
The sword energy missed its target and instead struck the trunk of the large tree behind Su Fuying, which required four people to encircle it.
The tree emitted a heavy "crack" sound, and the trunk, which four people could encircle, was cut in half like fragile glass under the impact of the sword energy.
The massive tree trunk began to tilt and slowly fell, making a rumbling sound and kicking up a cloud of dust.
Su Fuying slowly straightened up, her breathing steady, as if the terrifying scene just now had no effect on her.
"Clang."
With a crisp sound, a black object fell from her body and hit the ground with a loud thud.
Surprised, the group all turned their gaze toward the source of the sound, wanting to see what it was.
Under the moonlight, the pure black token gleamed with a cold light, sending chills down one's spine.
"Regent...Regent...King?"
The prefect's face turned deathly pale instantly. His lips trembled, and his eyes were fixed on the token.
The token bears a prominent character: “摄”.
Su Fuying inwardly cursed, and she quickly bent down to pick up the token, but it was too late.
The prefect had already seen the words on the token.
"Are you His Highness the Regent?"
The prefect's attitude immediately took a 180-degree turn. His previous arrogant expression vanished without a trace, replaced by a face full of fear and awe.
Just as Su Fuying was about to deny it, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind. Her eyes flashed, and she quickly hid the dagger behind her back. Then she cleared her throat, mimicking that person's tone and expression, and said arrogantly, "Still trying to stop me?"
Upon hearing this, the prefect's face turned deathly pale. His legs trembled, and he knelt down with a thud, saying tremblingly, "This humble official was unaware of the Regent's presence. Please forgive me, Regent!"
Su Fuying looked at him coldly and said in an icy tone, "Forgive me? How could I tolerate your rudeness and offense!"
Before he could finish speaking, and before the prefect could even react, a flash of silver light appeared before his eyes, and the sharp blade had already sliced through his body.
With a "whoosh," the people standing next to the prefect saw something fly out and then crash heavily to the ground.
...
A gentle night breeze rustled through the leaves. After a brief and eerie silence, a mournful cry pierced the night, startling nearby birds into flight.
"what!"
Immediately afterwards, two terrified female voices rang out one after another. They covered their mouths in horror and looked down at the severed arm at their feet.
The prefect stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what he was seeing. He slowly lowered his head and discovered that his right arm was missing, leaving only an empty stump.
Blood gushed out like a torrent, staining the floor tiles beneath his feet red, and half of his body was also stained red.
A sharp pain struck, and the prefect rolled his eyes back in agony. It felt as if every cell in his body was screaming in agony, and his blood was rapidly draining away, making him dizzy and almost unable to stand.
"Go find a doctor! You useless lot!" the prefect roared at the maids beside him, his voice filled with despair and fear.
The two maids were terrified and rushed forward, tearing off strips of their skirts and using them to tightly press the prefect's bowl-sized wound to try to stop the bleeding, but to no avail.
The prefect was filled with resentment. He turned and glared at the man before him, his eyes flashing with anger and murderous intent. However, when he met the man's cold gaze, he couldn't help but shiver.
Because he recognized the man's token as belonging to the current regent.
“Your Highness the Regent…” The prefect’s lips trembled, his voice so weak it was almost inaudible. His eyes were wide open, his face filled with disbelief.
"Hmph!" Su Fuying snorted coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.
"I heard rumors a few days ago that... that you had passed away. But you have suddenly appeared here today, and I am truly at a loss."
The prefect stammered, his forehead dripping with cold sweat.
"Hmph, I only faked my death to investigate whether officials in various regions were competent. I never expected to encounter a corrupt official like you!"
Su Fuying rebuked angrily, her eyes flashing with fury.
He casually cut a piece of cloth from the maid's body and wiped the blood off it, the sharp blade making the prefect feel the wound hurt even more.
"Yes, yes, Your Majesty is right. I was blind to your greatness. I beg Your Majesty to be lenient today."
The prefect was in a state of utter confusion. If he really was the regent, what would become of his master's grand plan?
I have neither the time nor the courage to test whether this person is indeed the Regent. The arm I lost today will be used to tear the Regent apart piece by piece when I trample him underfoot in the future!
"I command you to open the city gates now and disperse the refugees."
Su Fuying hadn't expected the Regent's identity to be so useful. Before he could react, she had to leave quickly.
The prefect nodded hurriedly, saying that he was eager to get rid of this big shot as soon as possible so as not to delay his business.
The prefect immediately ordered the city gates to be opened and personally led a troop of soldiers to the city gates to drive away the refugees.
"Gentlemen, I would like to trouble you to escort the Regent out of the city."
The prefect spoke to the three men in black with a somewhat respectful attitude. His gaze swept over the three men and finally settled on the man who was clutching his shoulder.
The prefect showed a hint of apology on his face, then changed his words and said, "I will take good care of this brother. Please see him off."
As the prefect spoke, he kept blinking and gesturing to the other two men in black.
Whether the two men in black saw the look in the prefect's eyes or not, Su Fuying did notice that their interaction was not a simple superior-subordinate relationship.
On the contrary, the prefect seemed very cautious when speaking to these guards.
Su Fuying turned her head curiously and found that the three men in black were staring intently at her, their eyes revealing complex emotions—doubt, suspicion, and even some indescribable feelings.
"Yes!"