My subjects are too rebellious!

The young man was so frightened by this sudden change that he stood there in a daze. The burning pain on his face brought him back to his senses, but he was filled with more confusion and grievance.

He tried to explain, but found his voice was so weak and powerless under the woman's angry roar.

He didn't even dare to fight back because this woman was obviously someone he couldn't afford to offend.

“I…I just want to give way…” the young man stammered, tears welling up in his eyes.

The woman's anger did not seem to be appeased by a few slaps, nor did she stop because of the young man's weak explanation.

Instead, she pointed at the young man even more arrogantly, and her vicious words were like the cold wind in winter, biting and cold.

"You are a fool, you have no eyes! How dare you block my way? You must be tired of living!"

Her words were full of contempt and insult towards young people, as if they were not even as good as ants in her eyes.

Although the passers-by around were dissatisfied, due to the woman's identity and the power behind her, most of them chose to watch in silence.

The young man's eyes were filled with helplessness and despair. He tried to struggle, but his body was stiff with fear.

At this moment, several servants beside the carriage received subtle instructions from the man in the carriage. They exchanged glances and pounced on the young man like hungry wolves.

The movements were rough and brutal, punches and kicks rained down on the young man, and each blow was accompanied by a painful groan from the young man.

The young man tried his best to resist, but the power disparity was too great and he could only passively endure the beatings from the servants.

His face and body were soon covered with bruises and scars. Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth and dripped onto the bluestone slabs, looking particularly glaring.

Among the bystanders, some showed expressions of pity but did not dare to step forward to stop it, while others watched indifferently, as if all this had nothing to do with them.

Finally, when the young man was about to faint, the servants stopped.

The young man lay on the ground, curled up in pain, and every breath was accompanied by severe pain.

Upon seeing this, the people around could no longer suppress their anger and dissatisfaction, and they pointed fingers at the arrogant woman and talked in low voices.

"This woman is too much. How can she hit someone so casually?"

"Yes, in front of so many people, it's really disgraceful!"

"That young man looked quite honest, how did he offend this plague god?"

However, facing the accusations and discussions from everyone, the woman not only did not restrain herself at all, but became even more aggressive.

She turned around and started cursing at the people around her. The viciousness of her words was shocking.

"You country bumpkins, what do you know? I do whatever I want to do, and it's not your turn to tell me what to do!"

"If you dare to say anything more, I'll beat you up too!"

The woman's arrogance made the people around her dare not speak out, and they could only stare at her with even greater indignation.

At this moment, the soldiers guarding the city seemed to be moved by this scene. They hesitated and wanted to step forward to stop it and protect the innocent young man.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man in the carriage slowly lifted the curtain. His eyes were cold, and he just glanced at the soldiers. The soldiers looked at each other and slowly retreated.

This scene happened to be seen by the woman. She immediately raised her chin proudly towards everyone, full of confidence.

The middle-aged man's action undoubtedly told everyone: Although this woman's behavior is excessive, but... who dares to touch her?

Therefore, the people around could only watch the woman and her servants leave arrogantly, while the young man continued to lie on the ground, with no one paying any attention to him.

.........

The young man lay helplessly on the cold ground. At this moment, a breeze blew by, and a man in white clothes with fluttering sleeves walked up to the young man.

When he saw the miserable appearance of the young man, his brows couldn't help but frown slightly, revealing some barely perceptible anger.

He walked gently to the young man and helped him up with soft movements.

After carefully examining the young man's injuries, the white-robed knight's eyes became more serious.

If such injuries are not treated promptly, they may be life-threatening.

So, without hesitation, he gently carried the young man on his back and walked quickly towards the clinic.

Inside the clinic, an old man with white hair and beard but in good spirits looked at the young man being supported by the knight in white, and quickly signaled him to help the young man to the back hall.

When they arrived at the back hall, the doctor carefully undressed the young man's blood-stained clothes, revealing a series of shocking wounds.

He gently wiped the blood and dust around the wound with warm water while asking the young man to relax.

After checking the wound, the doctor took the young man's pulse. After closing his eyes and thinking for a moment, he had an idea in his mind.

He turned and walked to the medicine cabinet, skillfully grabbed a few herbs, weighed them, and ground them.

"Please take good care of him. He still has a long way to go."

The knight in white left enough silver and asked the doctor to take good care of him, then left.

The doctor nodded to show that he understood.

...........

After the knight in white left the clinic, he did not stop for a moment, but walked straight in one direction.

As he gradually approached the mansion, the hustle and bustle around him seemed to fade away, leaving only his steady footsteps echoing on the stone road.

The plaque above the mansion reads "Royal Palace".

When he stepped into Wang Fuchen's residence, the guards around him looked surprised, but did not dare to step forward to stop him.

Because the two people who stepped forward to stop them had already fallen to the ground.

The mansion is magnificent and luxurious.

At this moment, the woman was sipping tea leisurely, seemingly unaware of what was happening outside.

However, when the knight in white appeared before her, she was not frightened at all.

Still arrogantly, he pointed at the knight in white and shouted angrily: "Do you know where this is? How dare you trespass into Lord Wang's mansion!"

But the knight in white just smiled coldly, and that smile was full of disdain and ridicule.

"Of course I know where this is, and I know your identity."

"She is just a concubine of Wang Fuchen, and Wang Fuchen is just a traitor who sells out his master for fame and fortune!"

It turned out that after Wu Sangui was defeated, Wang Fuchen relied on providing information to Oboi's army in exchange for a chance to survive.

And all the wealth he had accumulated over the years was thus preserved.

With these, he was able to act tyrannically in Yuanjiang Prefecture.

After saying this, the knight in white said no more. He just stood there quietly, waiting for the woman's next reaction.

Before the fierce woman could say anything, dozens of burly and stern-looking servants quickly surrounded him.

Anyone who has read Journey to the West knows that these lawless monsters are usually the mounts of important figures.

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