To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

Chapter 121 You've got some nerve, daring to steal my woman?

Not long after.

A commotion arose downstairs, with heavy, hurried footsteps!

Clearly, a large number of people have arrived.

The joy on Wei Shan and Han Kou's faces intensified, and they trembled with excitement!

No sooner had he finished speaking than a group of people appeared at the bottom of the stairs.

The three leaders exuded an extraordinary aura.

One of the men was dressed in the official robes of a prefect, with a dignified face; he was none other than Feng Jing, the prefect of Shangdang.

One of the men was dressed in military officer's robes and armor, with sharp eyes; he was Han Zhen, the Commandant of the Prefecture.

Another person, dressed in fine clothes and exuding an imposing aura, was Wei Sheng, the head of the Wei family.

Behind them followed dozens of elite household servants and county soldiers armed with clubs, knives, and spears.

The menacing aura instantly brought the atmosphere on the second floor to a freezing point!

"father!"

"Father!"

Upon seeing their backer, Wei Shan and Han Kou scrambled over to him.

"Father, you must stand up for me!"

Han Kou clung to Han Zhen's leg, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Let's enjoy our drinks here!"

"This kid has gone crazy, he just rushed up and started punching and kicking us!"

"Look, he's beaten the child's face to a pulp!"

"Father! This man is extremely arrogant!"

"Not only did they beat us without cause, but they also publicly humiliated both our families and threatened to bring Prefect Feng to see them!"

Wei Shan also pointed at Zhang Fan and embellished his story,

"You must tear this wretch to pieces to vent my hatred!"

The two sang in unison, and the guards behind them echoed their words.

For a time, the entire second floor was filled with accusations and curses against Zhang Fan.

"It's over, this kid's completely finished!"

"He's offended the prefect, the military commander, and the Wei family all at once; even a god couldn't save him!"

"He was putting on such a convincing act just now, but now that he has a powerful backer, let's see how he gets out of this mess!"

The surrounding crowd was buzzing with discussion, their eyes filled with schadenfreude as they looked at Zhang Fan.

In their view, the outcome of this farce was already predetermined.

however.

Zhang Fan simply stood there quietly, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He looked calmly at the spoiled brats who were still putting on a show.

Sudden.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two heavy, muffled thuds sounded almost simultaneously!

No one saw what happened.

Before anyone could see, Commandant Han Zhen and Wei family head Wei Sheng suddenly launched a kick.

He kicked his son hard in the chest!

"You unfilial son!"

"You beast!"

Two furious roars made everyone's eardrums ring!

Wei Shan and Han Kou were kicked backward and sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground.

The wounds that had just stopped reopened, causing them excruciating pain that made their vision go black.

But the physical pain was nothing compared to the shock and confusion in my heart!

What... what's going on?

Father... Father, why did you hit me?

Not only them, but everyone present was completely stunned by this sudden scene!

The guards stood frozen in place, and the chatter of the onlookers abruptly ceased.

The entire second floor fell into a deathly silence!

Just moments before, the imposing Prefect of Shangdang, Feng Jing, was there.

At this moment, his face was full of smiles, a smile that contained three parts respect and seven parts flattery.

He walked quickly to Zhang Fan and bowed deeply.

The tone was extremely ingratiating:

"This humble official, Feng Jing, was unaware that the Immortal Master was here!"

"I have failed to greet you properly; I deserve to die!"

"Please forgive me, Immortal Master!"

quiet!

A deathly silence.

Everyone's brains stopped working!

Wei Shan was so shocked that he forgot the pain!

He stared wide-eyed at the utterly absurd scene before him.

I feel like my worldview has completely collapsed.

Is this some kind of immortal master?

Han Kou's eyes widened in disbelief!

A tremendous storm raged within him!

Those guards who were just shouting now felt their legs go weak.

A chill ran down my spine and straight to my head, and my hand holding the knife trembled like a leaf.

The onlookers were completely petrified.

Their mouths were agape, wide enough to fit an egg, and the expressions on their faces were absolutely priceless!

……

at the same time.

749th round.

A clear image is being played in real time on a huge light screen.

Zhu Feng looked serious, staring intently at the screen.

"Zhang Fan, stay calm! Remember your public persona!"

He spoke into the microphone, issuing instructions in a calm and steady voice.

"You're a lecherous playboy, not a savior!"

Behind him, several intelligence analysts were rapidly typing on their keyboards.

The current situation was assessed in a very short time, and several response plans were generated.

"Report!"

An expert looked up.

"A solution has been developed!"

"We recommend implementing Plan B, defining the incident as a 'spoiled brawl'!"

"Immediately cover up the true motive!"

"Repeat it, immediately define the incident as 'spoiled brawls'!"

A decisive glint flashed in Zhu Feng's eyes, and he immediately relayed the order.

Inside a private room on the second floor.

Through the miniature bone conduction headphones, Zhang Fan clearly heard Zhu Feng's instructions.

The last trace of cold killing intent in his eyes slowly faded, and he calmed down completely.

Zhu Feng is right. The clues about Shantongtang have not yet been confirmed, and the chain of evidence has not yet been formed.

Exposing it now would only alert the enemy and ruin everything we've worked for.

He took a deep breath, and when he raised his head again, his face was now filled with arrogance and domineering.

He pointed at Wei Shan and Han Kou, who were still stunned on the ground, and then accused Feng Jing and the other two of being the villains who made the false accusation:

"Prefect Feng! You've come at the perfect time!"

"Just now, it was those two who said they were going to cut off my limbs!"

"They even threatened that they wouldn't let me leave this brothel alive tonight!"

These words were spoken.

Feng Jing, Han Zhen, and Wei Sheng were immediately terrified.

The cold sweat on his back instantly soaked through his official robes!

To ensure Zhang Fan "cannot leave alive"?

That guy was carrying the Ding Qin Sword!

It's legal to kill someone!

Do you understand?

"The traitor!"

Han Zhen rushed up and kicked Han Kou several times, then grabbed his hair.

They dragged him to Zhang Fan and slammed his head against the ground!

"Please calm your anger, Immortal Master!"

"It is my fault for failing to properly educate my son!"

"Please, Immortal Master, spare this wicked beast's life!"

On the other side, Wei Sheng also showed no mercy.

He grabbed Wei Shan, who was equally bewildered, pulled him in front of Zhang Fan, and forced him to kneel down.

The faces of the father and son were both deathly pale.

Looking at the spoiled brat kneeling before him, one with a swollen, pig-like head, the other with a face full of humiliation and confusion.

A wicked smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face.

He slowly squatted down, extended a finger, and lightly lifted Wei Shan's chin, saying in a playful tone:

"Kid, you've got some nerve, daring to steal my woman?"

One sentence left Wei Shan completely dumbfounded.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring incredulously at the "lunatic" in front of him.

Stealing his woman?

When did I steal your woman?!

Didn't you promise to help me win over Fairy Pei?

How did she become your woman so quickly?

They just beat me like a madman, and now they're slandering me...

What exactly is going on?

His pent-up grievances and anger were about to burst forth:

"You're talking nonsense—"

"Snapped!"