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Chapters 381-390

Chapter 381: Long Feiye's methods

The cold voice caused the surrounding temperatures to plunge a few degrees. The crowd began to shake before they'd even seen the owner of the voice, all of them staring at the closed curtain entrance.

The driver Old Lin replied, "I didn't managed to knock them completely aside. May master pardon my offense."

"Continue." Long Feiye laid languidly inside the carriage, one hand propping up his head while his eyes remained closed. He didn't seem to care about what was going on outside at all. Han Yunxi was also leaning leisurely against the wall of the carriage, her eyes fixated on Long Feiye's chilly, quiet face. Her lips were curved up in a smile. She realized she hadn't liked the wrong man after all! Someone like this....was too domineering!

Continue ramming!

At these words, Nanguo Jun jumped up from the ground in fright, the young driver following in his wake. Both master and servant ran out of the way without a second thought. After all, they had nothing to shield them from the other carriage anymore. If they stayed there, that white horse would surely send them flying! Just the sight of such a tall, strong horse sent fear into their hearts!

At the very instant Nanguo Jun and his driver moved out of the way, Old Lin urged his carriage horse forward. The resounding crash sent fragments of the other carriage scattering into the air. Neither of the occupants in the carriage ever showed their face, nor did Old Lin bother looking back, as they continued down the road at the same sedate pace as before. Everyone stared blankly at the sight. This was the first time they'd seen someone so domineering-and with such elegant style, to boot. Just who was inside that carriage?

Nanguo Jun looked at the broken pieces of his carriage in shock before he finally recovered his senses. He kicked his driver and screamed, "Hurry and call for men! How dare they! How dare they!"

Here was the heart of the entire South Ning Prefecture. It only took minutes to summon men and horses. At Nanguo Jun's command, rows of men poured in from all directions to surround Long Feiye's carriage. When Nanguo Jun saw the carriage stop, he strode forward before whipping at the air. "Listen here, you! This gentleman's name is Nanguo Jun! The young head of South Ning Prefecture! You're simply sick of living for having the guts to crash my carriage!"

"Hmph, this gentleman would like to see just what kind of person dares to provoke me!" So speaking, he waved a hand to let the government soldiers charge forward and apprehend the criminal. But before they got close to the carriage, a long, slender white hand suddenly stretched out of the door's window with a golden seal token held in its fingers. There was a 'Qin' carved onto its surface with powerful strokes.

All of the soldiers froze at the sight and stopped moving altogether. Who else would dare to carve a Qin on their token besides His Highness Duke of Qin? Heavens! His Highness Duke of Qin was inside the carriage! The long missing Duke of Qin had actually shown up?!

In an instant, all of the soldiers fell to their knees and chorused, "May Your Highness Duke of Qin live for thousands and thousands of years!"

All of the surrounding spectators bowed down as well, filled with awe and dread. Nanguo Jun had completely lost his wits. His legs collapsed beneath him before he too, fell onto his knees. His mouth open and closed a few times, but no words came out.

The Duke of Qin...

Nanguo Jun was stunned, his mind completely blank. What should I do? He'd ran into big trouble!

While everyone was kneeling, Long Feiye finally deigned to descend from the carriage before personally helping Han Yunxi down after him. Only then did everyone realize that esteemed wangfei had come with him. Nanguo Jun very much wanted to look up and see His Highness Duke of Qin's face, but he didn't dare. Instead, he remained kneeling in place as he trembled. Long Feiye held onto Han Yunxi's hand as he led her to stand before Nanguo Jun, who was so scared that his head was just short of burrowing into the ground itself.