Protect Our Clan Leader - Chapter 1679: 119 Rich: You're Dead! _3
Chapter 1679: Chapter 119 Rich: You’re Dead! _3
“This…”
The Old Ancestor of the Purple Abode’s complexion changed drastically, almost to the point of collapse.
These industries were the Zhou Family’s money bags. Without them, how could the Zhou Family continue to stand?
This was an attempt to uproot the foundation of the Zhou Family!
However, before he could speak, two more extraordinary lights appeared in the sky.
Clearly, they must have sensed the energy fluctuations from the battle here and came to investigate.
Not long after, the two lights descended from the sky.
Both of them were dressed in common attire, with an extraordinary demeanor, but in contrast, their aura was distinctly different in strength, clearly indicating one was a principal and the other an assistant.
The leading figure wore a ginger-yellow long robe, with graying temples, appearing quite advanced in age, yet exuding a sovereign presence that stood alone in the world.
At this moment, he came stepping on clouds, his grand and majestic aura surging like ocean waves, causing the surrounding clouds to ripple and roll endlessly.
Clearly, he was a powerful figure in the Transcendent Void Realm.
“I am the humble Yan Wu You, paying respects to the Fourth Little Princess.” The newcomer made a distant hand gesture towards Yun Mengyu, unveiling her identity immediately, “I hope Your Highness can spare a moment for a meeting, as I have a few words to clarify.”
“So you are Prefect Yan Wu You of Chuanan Manor.”
Thɪ𝖘 𝕔hⱥpţ℮r 𝕀𝕤 p𝗼ʂ†𝓮∂ b𝖞 𝘬𝗂𝖙ɛṅ𝙤ⱽ𝗲𝙡
Yun Mengyu glared at him speechlessly.
By unveiling my identity right away, where’s the thrill of that final revelation where everyone is stunned and bows in awe?
Wang Fugui found it quite naturally.
Yan Wu You is a Prefect after all. In the entire Frost Moon Immortal Dynasty, there are only nine State Houses and nine Prefects; his status and position are roughly equivalent to the Great Emperor of a vassal state like Da Qian Da Zhou. Mengyu, with your actions causing such a stir, how could you expect the Prefect not to discern your identity?
Of course, although a Prefect is a frontier official, they still have to obey the Immortal Emperor’s orders and adhere to the Immortal Dynasty’s laws, naturally enjoying less freedom compared to a Great Emperor.
Moreover, the Great Emperor manages their own industries, bearing the responsibility for profit and loss, while the Prefect manages royal industries; if problems arise, there’s always someone above to cover it. Thus, a Great Emperor is often under intense pressure, while a Prefect faces relatively less.
After glaring at Yan Wu You, Yun Mengyu, still not calmed, suddenly said, “Aunt Rong, protect me; I’m afraid the big villain will suddenly attack me.”
As soon as she spoke, a figure quietly appeared behind Yun Mengyu.
It was a white-haired, thin old woman, who appeared very aged but was full of vigor, with her complexion very rosy, showing no signs of decline.
Clearly, she was the “Aunt Rong” Yun Mengyu referred to.
Aunt Rong just stood behind Yun Mengyu with her hands folded, respectfully bowing slightly towards Yun Mengyu, but her gaze coldly focused on Yan Wu You: “Rest assured, Fourth Little Princess, as long as I am here, that villain Yan won’t dare touch you.”
Yan Wu You almost fell headfirst from the sky.
Tolerating being called a “villain” is one thing, but to intentionally put a label on him… The tone expressed made it sound like he would dare act without the protection of a Void Realm guard by the Fourth Little Princess’s side.
Moreover, Yan Wu You recognized her as well; this elderly woman was “Aunt Rong,” the internal official beside the Immortal Emperor, who had been a close attendant since her youth, always trusted by the Emperor.
It was abundantly clear that the Fourth Little Princess wanted to go out for a trip, and the Immortal Emperor, concerned, sent Aunt Rong to protect her.
“This… Yan accepts defeat. I will go admit my fault to the Emperor myself.” Yan Wu You expressed with a face full of resignation.
He came, thinking that Yun Mengyu was still young and tender-hearted, wondering if he could plead for leniency from her, hoping she wouldn’t be too harsh. But seeing Aunt Rong present, he gave up the thought.
It’s likely that soon, the Immortal Emperor will learn about what happened in Chuanan State. Now to plead with the Fourth Little Princess for mercy would mostly be futile.
“Yan Wu You, seeing that you still show some sense, I shall give you a chance.” Aunt Rong sneered, “Clean up this mess at your own initiative, so as not to hinder our Little Princess Mengyu and Young Master Fugui from enjoying their leisure.”
Actually, she had some understanding of Yan Wu You as well, knowing that he should only be negligent in politics, not ruthless.
“Thank you, Elder Yun, for granting Yan the chance to redeem some merits for my faults.” Yan Wu You bowed, “I will handle this matter properly, and then report and seek pardon from the Immortal Emperor.”
“It really is of no interest.” Yun Mengyu found the old man already conceding quickly, losing interest instantly, “Fugui, let’s continue heading south to the sea.”
“No way; we’re already thirteen and no longer children, we can’t just act on impulse.” Wang Fugui shook his head, “Everything must have a start and an end. We started this issue; we should help the Prefect clean up the mess involving the Zhou Family and arrange compensation for the wronged workers before leaving.”
“Fugui, you make so much sense, I will follow your lead.” Yun Mengyu obediently agreed.
…
Some time later.
Immortal Court.
Rinse Moon Hall.
Rinse Moon Hall is located in the rear garden of the Immortal Court, decorated with a refined and grand style, and quite spacious.
Separated from the court’s Central Garden by just a single garden, connected by several corner gates, it’s exceedingly convenient, with an advantageous location. Since the Immortal Emperor’s enthronement, Rinse Moon Hall has often been used as an internal study, occasionally employed for summoning court officials.
Thɪ𝖘 𝕔hⱥpţ℮r 𝕀𝕤 p𝗼ʂ†𝓮∂ b𝖞 𝘬𝗂𝖙ɛṅ𝙤ⱽ𝗲𝙡