bookbashuk Chapter 142 I'll Show You My Sincerity
Chapter 142 I'll Show You My Sincerity
"Yue... Guest Elder?" Luo Yonghuai looked at Yue Feng, then at the sedan chair, seemingly finding it difficult to connect Yue Feng's status as a guest elder with that sedan chair.
"It's me," Yue Feng said with a smile. "Lord Xue is truly hospitable, even offering me his sedan chair. Chief Constable Luo, I suppose this is only because of your esteemed reputation?"
Luo Yonghuai's expression was ambiguous, a mixture of laughter and tears, and a bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead. "Guest Yue, please don't tease me. The doorway isn't the place to talk. Why don't we go inside and discuss this further?"
As Luo Yonghuai spoke, his gaze swept over Xue Yu's face. Xue Yu gave a faint snort but did not reply. Yue Feng said, "Chief Constable Luo is right. Lord Xue, Lord Ouyang, please?"
The two reluctantly dismounted and followed Luo Yonghuai and Yue Feng into the yamen. Yue Feng supported Luo Yonghuai, acting as if he were harmless. Xue Yu and Ouyang Ying exchanged a cold glance.
The four of them sat down in the living room, with Yue Feng taking the seat of honor. Seeing that Xue Yu hadn't said anything, Luo Yonghuai naturally wouldn't either, only secretly speculating about the relationship between the two and Yue Feng's true background—
The facts are quite clear: Yue Feng is not merely a guest official of the Six Doors; he must have deep connections with the Eastern Depot. Otherwise, why would Xue Yu, the Grand Supervisor of the Eastern Depot during the Han Dynasty, tolerate him to this extent?
While instructing his servants to serve tea to Yue Feng and the others, Luo Yonghuai was secretly making plans in his mind.
Before meeting Yue Feng, he only knew that Xue Yu and Ouyang Ying were targeting him. Now it seemed that these two bastards were clearly targeting him, Luo Yonghuai! You can't afford to mess with such a powerful figure, yet you expect me, Luo Yonghuai, to mess with you? Keep dreaming!
A servant served tea, and everyone took a sip. Then Xue Yu said, "Chief Constable Luo, Young Hero Yue is a guest retainer of your Six Doors. Now that he has severed my son-in-law's arm, shouldn't your Six Doors give me an explanation?"
Luo Yonghuai took a handkerchief from the servant, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Lord Xue, you hold a high position and may not be aware of the situation of us below."
"Although the position of Guest Elder is nominally a position within the Six Doors, it doesn't actually make one a member of the Six Doors. The relationship between the two is merely one of cooperation. Therefore, I have no authority over Young Master Yue. Lord Xue has truly come to the wrong person by seeking my services."
Xue Yu was taken aback by the old man's audacity. His eyes flashed with malice as he said, "So, even if a guest of the Six Doors commits treason, you are powerless to do anything about it?"
Luo Yonghuai shook his head and said, "That's not it. Guest elders are people of the martial arts world, and the affairs of people of the martial arts world should be settled by people of the martial arts world themselves. If a guest elder really commits a crime, the Six Doors will revoke his guest elder status and invite other guest elders to punish him on his behalf."
"Of course, this also depends on the severity of the offense committed by the guest advisor, whether it is excusable, and the person's past achievements."
"Although Yue Keqing is young, he has made outstanding contributions to the Six Doors in many places. As the local chief constable, I, Luo, have no right to punish such a hero. Only by reporting to the imperial court and asking the Divine Constable to make a decision can we do so."
Xue Yu sneered, "You've rambled on and on, wouldn't a simple 'yes' be better? Ying'er, take the things out and let Chief Constable Luo take a look."
Ouyang Ying took out an oiled paper package from her bosom, unwrapped it layer by layer, and inside were several bloodstained fingernails. Ouyang Ying disgustedly threw the fingernails and the oiled paper package on the ground. Luo Yonghuai glanced at it, and his face immediately changed:
"You, you all..."
Xue Yu leisurely sipped his tea: "Chief Constable Luo, please think carefully about how to deal with Guest Elder Yue."
Luo Yonghuai stared intently at the few fingernails, tears welling in his cloudy eyes. He abruptly looked up and sternly addressed Ouyang Ying:
"Ouyang Ying! Your deceased father-in-law was my sworn brother. How did he teach you? Have you forgotten everything? And how have I taken care of you since you joined the Six Doors as a constable? Have you forgotten all of that too?"
Ouyang Ying turned his head away, ignoring Luo Yonghuai completely. Seeing his attitude, Luo Yonghuai felt utterly disheartened and let out a long sigh.
"Fine! I will write to the Divine Constable, detailing Yue Keqing's actions. Lord Xue, Lord Ouyang, are you satisfied now?"
Xue Yu sneered, "Chief Constable Luo, who are you trying to fool? From Hanzhong to the capital, it's a long and arduous journey. By the time your letter arrives, Yue Keqing will have already packed up and gone off to enjoy himself."
"If you continue to show such insincerity, then I'll take my leave. I hope you, Chief Constable Luo, will never have to beg me at the Eastern Depot."
Luo Yonghuai glanced at Yue Feng as if possessed, only to see him sitting upright in his chair, a smile on his face, as if what the two were saying had nothing to do with him. He looked so young, so full of sunny vigor and vitality, like a freshly baked pancake.
Luo Yonghuai looked at Yue Feng for a while, then at the fingernails in the oil paper package on the ground, and suddenly gave a bitter smile:
"Lord Xue, you want sincerity? I'll give you sincerity. Guest Master Yue is a hero of the Six Doors, and he does great things that benefit the martial arts world. I would never do anything to harm him."
"As for the owner of these fingernails... hehe, whoever falls into the hands of your Eastern Depot will never come out alive. Lord Xue, you've miscalculated if you think you can get something for nothing."
Xue Yu angrily said, "You old bastard..." Before he could finish the last word, "west," a sharp "slap" rang out, and he suddenly received a burning slap on the cheek.
Xue Yu was stunned by the sudden palm strike and did not even notice that a thin, thread-like finger force had already entered his body.
After beating Xue Yu, Yue Feng bent down, picked up the oil paper package, wrapped it up simply, and placed it on the small table next to Luo Yonghuai. He said, "Chief Constable Luo, I don't deserve your praise, but I appreciate your favor. Keep this safe; it'll be a keepsake."
Two lines of tears finally streamed down Luo Yonghuai's face. He shrugged, hunched his shoulders, covered his face with his hands, and trembled uncontrollably. Yue Feng turned around to face Xue Yu, about to speak, when suddenly a constable rushed in.
The head constable, who had an extremely urgent case to report, was stunned by the scene in the living room. Luo Yonghuai sighed deeply, wiped away his tears, and asked the head constable, "What's wrong?"
The constable swallowed hard, his voice hoarse, and said, "There... there were assassins who broke into the Ouyang family and killed more than a dozen people, including the old patriarch of the Ouyang family..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ouyang Ying had already dashed outside. Perhaps she was running too fast, because she tripped on the threshold and fell flat on her face. Xue Yu couldn't help but stand up, glance at Yue Feng, and then chased after her.