Villain, Please Go Easy On Me (English Translation Pt.3)

398. The Governor: Becoming The Scapegoat Again

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Then he turned his head back, “Prince Zhennan is really capricious.”

Feng Qianjue echoed, “Yes, since I met you, I have become so capricious.”

748, “Captivating bar increased by 2%, current progress 66%.”

Su Bei turned over a white eye, save it! Give the current captivating bar, even if we meet the assassins later, I guess you wouldn’t save me!

Speak of the devil! Sure enough, as soon as he had finished thinking about the assassin thing, the carriage stopped again.

Su Bei brushed open the curtain, yeah, the assassins were here!

But, this time, he didn’t have to handle it himself, those people the original owner had trained were all top martial arts masters.

So those assassins were no match for them.

After a few eyes, Su Bei put down the curtain, “Can’t l have a quiet sleep?”

Feng Qianjue was a little helpless, “You are still drowsy as always.”

Su Bei directly lay down, resting his head on Feng Qianjue’s thigh while closing his eyes, “Let them quiet down. I’m sleepy.”

As some martial arts masters, of course they heard it, so, the fighting sound really quieted down a little.

Su Bei’s people directly covered their mouths when killing them, even giving them no chance to scream.

In a moment, all the assassins were killed.

In other words, this group of assassins was not that capable.

The carriages were on the road again.

Later, they dealt with several groups of assassinators.

There were casualties, but not many.

The original owner was some existence that made both men and women afraid of, so it was no strange for him to have such powerful underlings.

If the original owner was easy to be killed, he wouldn’t have given Feng Jinghuang such a huge headache.

When approaching that county, Feng Qianjue asked, “Isn;t it too ostentatious like this? Better leave your men here and we’ll go check things out first.”

Su Bei took a look at Feng Qianjue, “All right.”

Only judging by their dresses, one could tell they were never ordinary people. So before they could make it to the county, they had already been surrounded by a lot of refugees, because they tried to beg them for some money or food.

And if they refused, they’d just keep surrounding them like that.

Su Bei took out a money bag from the sleeves, slowly poured some silver pieces into his hand, and then scattered them.

The refugees who were surrounding them hurriedly went to pick the silver.

So the two of them took the opportunity to go into the town.

The streets that should have been bustling looked bleak. Many refugees were lying on the side of the streets, hungry and weak, their sunken faces looking a little scary.

When they saw the two of them, some were ready to move, but a lot already lost the strength to get up, so they could only watch them pass by.

When they came before the yamen, the yamen was as bleak, even the plaque hanging above already got slanted.

As the county magistrate who felt dizzy in the head due to the hanger saw Su Bei, he asked feebly, “Has Governor Su arrived?”

Su Bei responded, “how is the situation so serious? What about the disaster relief money and food?”

The magistrate licked his dry lips and smiled ironically, “Haven’t you sent people to take it away? How is it possible you don’t know?”

Su Bei picked his eyebrows. Really? Why didn’t he know?

Just with an eye, the person in the dark place came out and waited for Su Bei’s order.

Su Bei said only one word, “Check.”

The magistrate hobbled towards Su Bei, “My lord, you also saw the situation here, I’m afraid I can’t host a dinner for your arrival now.”

Su Bei felt so awful. What a bad name the original owner had enjoyed from those people? Maybe he’d have to be the scapegoat again.