Lu Bu stared coldly at Zhang Rang. Before he could speak, others had no say. He coldly said, "Does the inner attendant not put me in his eyes, does he treat me, Lu Bu, as air!"
Zhang Rang gently shook off Song Jingang and shielded the two behind him. "I will bear whatever happens myself. Don't scare these children!"
"Children," Lu Bu snorted coldly, "They are not children. When they committed evil, no one was their match!"
"You, Lu Bu, are bullying me too much!" Zhang Rang roared, patting Sun Jingang's hand. "Have you learned everything your master taught you? Serve His Majesty with care in the future!"
Song Jingang nodded heavily. Then he saw Zhang Rang charging at Lu Bu desperately. But Lu Bu had a treasure sword in front of him, how could he let Zhang Rang have his way!
Diao Chan saw it clearly and felt bad in her heart. She quickly scolded, "Lu Bu, you can't kill him now!"
Although Lu Bu was dismissive, with Ye Feng dead, Diao Chan was his nominal lord. Whom else could he listen to if not Diao Chan? He hastily withdrew his hand.
Zhang Rang's body was already frail. When he reached Lu Bu, Lu Bu gently pushed him, and he immediately sat on the ground.
"Lu Bu, Lu Bu, you kill me!" Zhang Rang grabbed his collar, looking mad, and cursed, "If you dare, kill me!"
Lu Bu approached Zhang Rang step by step. Diao Chan, afraid that Lu Bu would actually act in anger, quickly reminded him, "Lu Bu, what are you doing?"
"Madam, he cursed too nastily. I'm just teaching him a lesson!" Lu Bu sneered. "But whether he can endure it is his own business!"
Diao Chan looked at Lu Bu in a frenzy and, without hesitation, rushed forward and slapped Lu Bu twice on both cheeks!
Lu Bu covered his face and stared at Diao Chan, murmuring, "Madam, you actually hit me for him!"
"This Madam is hitting you! If you had acted just now, how would His Majesty view the King of Chu!" Diao Chan took a deep breath. "Do you want the King of Chu's efforts to go up in smoke?"
Lu Bu's face trembled involuntarily two or three times, as if waking from a dream. "Madam, Fengxian has fallen into madness. Please punish me, Madam!"
Diao Chan waved her hand. "It's nothing. General, continue with your arrangements. I'm tired and need to go back!"
"Qi Ling!" Lu Bu roared. Under the flatbed cart, more than a dozen commoners lifted Ye Feng's coffin steadily.
"Return to the King of Chu's mansion." Lu Bu gave the order. The sound of gongs and drums accompanied the coffin as it gradually moved away, leaving only Zhang Rang stunned on the spot.
Before Zhang Rang could react, the shadow of a burly man appeared. Who else could it be but Lu Bu.
Lu Bu grabbed Zhang Rang by the collar and cursed fiercely, "Don't think that just because Madam told me not to act, I won't! Today I'm telling you, every condition I mentioned just now cannot be less. If you can't go, you'll send your disciple!"
Zhang Rang's face darkened, and he finally nodded heavily. The most important thing was that Lu Bu, that beast, dared to act. Lu Bu might be safe, but he would surely die.
"Song Jingang, I have wronged you this time. If you can return alive, I will ensure you steadily take my position!" Zhang Rang thought!
Song Jingang suppressed the joy in his heart and hurriedly kowtowed his agreement. "Old Ancestor, please rest assured, your servant will handle this perfectly!"
Zhang Rang nodded slightly and stroked Song Jingang's head, saying slowly, "Thanks to you, otherwise the master would have been in danger today!"
"Old Ancestor has great fortune and will surely turn danger into safety."
Song Jingang watched Zhang Rang's satisfied smile and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Neither of them noticed that from not far away, a pair of eyes were watching them. At this moment, their face was clearly not good. They slapped a tree and cursed, "Useless, a bunch of useless people, unable to handle this matter!"
The white-haired man stared intently at Song Jingang and his party. "No wonder the楼主 (Lou Zhu - Master/Lord of the Mansion) asked me to come personally. One day I will make them all pay the price!"
Seeing the white-haired man's face change dramatically, the masked man hurriedly said, "Don't worry, your servant will handle it properly?"
"You?" The white-haired man sneered. "How will you handle it properly? What ability do you have to say that?"
The masked man was momentarily speechless and stood there stunned. After a long while, he said, "How about I spread the word about this? I don't believe we won't be able to find out?"
"Good!" The white-haired man pondered for a long time before spitting out a word. "Do it as planned. If anything goes wrong this time, you know what the consequences will be!"
"I know, I know, this humble servant knows very clearly. This time I definitely won't let the master, the Lou Zhu, be disappointed!" The white-haired man patted his chest and hurriedly guaranteed, with a slight hesitation, "Just...?"
"Speak directly!" The white-haired man, without even looking up, tossed out a light sentence.
"This humble servant is terrified!" The masked man hurriedly said, "I was just wondering why the Lou Zhu insisted on knowing whether the King of Chu was dead or not. In my opinion, whether he is dead or not won't affect anything?"
"Foolish thing!" The white-haired man's tone was angry, and he slapped him.
The masked man dared not even dodge and took a solid slap before scrambling to his knees. "Please, master, spare my life. I'll go do it now!"
"If I didn't want to spare you, you would have died in my hands long ago, and you wouldn't be able to talk to me properly." The white-haired man sighed heavily. "You were brought out by me, so naturally, I will take more care of you than others, but..." The white-haired man's voice suddenly rose, and the masked man trembled all over.
"You shouldn't have forgotten the rules. How can you inquire about the Lou Zhu's affairs!" The white-haired man waved his hand lightly. "Go, get to work!"
The masked man kowtowed hurriedly and retreated without hesitation!
The situation in Liangzhou is simple in its simplicity and complex in its complexity. Besides the eunuchs like Zhang Rang who disliked Ye Feng, who else could there be? Only those aristocratic families.
And the masked man's target was these people. To ensure foolproofness, they had to know Ye Feng's life and death clearly.
Not long after, the news that King Chu Ye Feng was dead spread among the aristocratic families. The heads of the aristocratic families had long been annoyed by Ye Feng. Upon hearing this news, they were naturally overjoyed and wished they could announce it to everyone!
"I want to see what the King of Chu's mansion will become after the arrogant King of Chu dies!"
"Let's go together. I can also show Ye Feng whose land this is."
The heads of the aristocratic families were in contact with each other. Most of them were old clans from Luoyang. As for the local prominent families in Liangzhou, they had long been weakened by the departure of Ma Dai and Ma Chao, and were now clearly a bit weak and powerless!
They arrived at the entrance of the King of Chu's mansion. The originally bright red gate had been covered with white cloth, and the red lanterns had been replaced with white ones. A mournful couplet was also particularly striking!
Seeing this scene, most of them had made up their minds, but they still pretended to be sad.
It was not their fault. The pressure brought by the mountain that was Ye Feng was too great. Without seeing the corpse with their own eyes, they could not be at ease.
Thinking this, several people entered the King of Chu's mansion together and saw Diao Chan kneeling and burning various items. They exchanged glances and then cupped their hands and said, "We are all friends of the King of Chu. Although our political views differ, we still want to see him one last time. We ask Madam to grant our wish!"
"I am just a woman, what is there to grant or not grant? The King's body is right there. If you want to see him, then see him!" Diao Chan wiped away her tears and cleared a path.
After all, with Lu Bu presiding, they did not dare to go too far. They cautiously approached the coffin and stood on tiptoe to see Ye Feng's pale face. Only then did they breathe a sigh of relief.
"Madam, you may not know, but sometimes people are in a state of suspended animation. If they are buried, it would be a disaster. Fortunately, I brought a doctor this time, who is unparalleled in Liangzhou. Why not let him take a look? Perhaps he can save the King of Chu." A clan member earnestly advised.
Diao Chan had inquired about all the news she needed in the past two days. It could be said that this doctor was exactly what she needed when she was drowsy, but she still had to put on an act.
Diao Chan scrambled to her knees and cried, "Please, clan leader, save us! My husband and I will be forever grateful. If there is anything we can do to help the clan leader in the future, please do not hesitate to ask!"
The clan leader enjoyed this process, but seeing Lu Bu staring at him angrily, his heart suddenly tightened. He feigned to help Diao Chan up. "Madam, please get up quickly. How could I be worthy of Madam's bow."
Diao Chan had long harbored resentment. She got up and sat on a stool, still smiling and saying, "My body is heavy, so I will not bother you all!"
The faces of the clan leaders of the aristocratic families instantly changed. This was not good news. If there was indeed an unborn child, they would be at a disadvantage!
However, a decision could only be made after news came out about whether Ye Feng was dead or not!
"Madam, please rest assured, this doctor has encountered such situations countless times, and will surely be able to bring the dead back to life and flesh to bones!"
"Madam, I thank you all here." Diao Chan nodded slowly!
"You are too kind, too kind!" The clan leaders of the aristocratic families quickly waved their hands and shook their heads.
Even though the tiger was dead, its might remained. The few people stood with their hands behind their backs, respectfully waiting aside. When they saw the doctor coming with his medicine box, they hurried to ask.
"What is the situation, the King of Chu's illness?"
"The King of Chu's breath has ceased. Even a divine immortal would be powerless to save him. It is best to prepare for burial!" The doctor, afraid of getting involved, quickly shook his head and left.
The clan leaders of the aristocratic families now had the confidence. A legion without Ye Feng was very different from a legion with Ye Feng. Now the only thing left was the unborn child!
The few exchanged glances and immediately understood each other's intentions. One person stepped forward and said, "Madam, this is something that should not be said, but the King of Chu owed us money, and now we are struggling to make a living. We ask Madam to make a decision on how to handle it!"
That person took out an IOU and carefully placed it on the table.