Chapter 47: A Farce

Under the gloomy sky.

Wu Ziyi did not feel the slightest bit of fear or panic about fleeing north with his family. His experiences from childhood had taught him that as long as he had money, he could live a very comfortable life wherever he went.

So while the entire city was filled with anxiety, he didn't care at all. In fact, he was even excited because he saw this as an opportunity to get involved with respectable women.

Wu Ziyi had a peculiar hobby. He didn't like the women bought with money in brothels, but rather those virtuous women who blushed at the slightest touch.

However, virtuous women were not easily approached.

In the past, if he had touched a virtuous woman, he would have gotten into a lot of trouble. But now, as long as he mentioned the opportunity to bring them on the ship, they would willingly offer themselves.

In just these past two days, three families had willingly come to him, but he didn't take any of them with him. He simply gave each of them a few taels of silver and sent them away with his steward.

As for filing a complaint, he didn't mention it. Even if someone paid attention to it, he had already gone north with the ship. They could find him if they could.

Wu Ziyi thought that there wouldn't be such good opportunities after he left.

But he didn't expect that someone would willingly come to him before he left. Naturally, he wouldn't be polite. He picked a girl he liked on the way and directly brought her onto the ship.

He had made up his mind to have some fun on the ship first. As for what to do afterwards, whether to sell her or throw her into the water to feed the fish, it would depend on his mood at that time.

But suddenly, a sword struck him. It felt like his shoulder had shattered. He suddenly became furious and turned around to see Yu Xian.

"Where did this little runt come from!"

"Do you think you're a righteous hero just because you have a sword? Damn it, do you know who I am?"

"Wu Liu, go find out who this person is and throw them all off the ship!"

Wu Ziyi slapped the sword on his shoulder, but his hand hurt instead. The scabbard didn't respond at all, instead exerting even more pressure, causing his knees to involuntarily bend.

"I remember now, this ship seems to belong to a family called Wu Ji Grain Store. You're also from the Wu family, trying to kick me off the ship?"

Yu Xian looked enlightened.

Wu Ji Grain Store was one of the industries under the Baibao Tower. The Wu family managed it, while the Baibao Tower enjoyed the profits.

Of course, everyone knew that the real power behind the Baibao Tower was the Wang Mansion.

But since the death of the Prince of Fu, the Baibao Tower had somewhat detached itself from the control of the Wang Mansion, or rather, from the control of the princess.

The princess's management skills could be described as a mess.

All those industries and assets outside the Wang Mansion were in a state of chaos, mostly relying on the self-discipline of the subordinates.

In the end, it was because the Prince of Fu had left too suddenly.

Originally, the Wang Mansion had a complete control system. When the Prince of Fu was assassinated and fell into a coma, there was no chaos outside.

But after the death of the Prince of Fu, this system, which was vital to the survival of the Wang Mansion, was not handed over to the princess at all.

The princess seemed to have all the power, standing behind the little prince, but in reality, she was just an empty shell with no one to use. Otherwise, she wouldn't have come up with the idea of finding him to be in charge.

It was ridiculous that a huge Wang Mansion had to rely on personal connections to find a ship.

Even this Wu Ji Grain ship under his feet was not obtained through the Baibao Tower's channels, but through Li Gonggong's money.

There were not only people from the Wang Mansion on the ship, but also several wealthy and middle-class families from the city who bought tickets to board, as well as the Wu family, who were the nominal owners of the ship.

"Scared?"

Wu Ziyi sneered. Perhaps it was because too many people had come to him these days to plead their cases, giving him a certain illusion.

As long as he held the ship ticket, he had the power of life and death over the people on the ship.

Whoever dared to disobey him, he would throw them off the ship.

Yu Xian hadn't spoken yet, but Wu Liu, who had just been assisting in his cruelty, had already recognized Yu Xian's identity. He stammered to his young master:

"You... young master, he is a high-ranking person from the Wang Mansion. Please stop."

Wu Liu, who was placed by the Wu family by Wu Ziyi's side, had a keen sense of judgment about who could be provoked and who couldn't. Otherwise, Wu Ziyi wouldn't be able to live so comfortably.

Upon hearing the name of the Wang Mansion, Wu Ziyi's neck slightly shrunk, but in front of everyone, he still stubbornly refused to back down.

"Even people from the Wang Mansion can't act recklessly, right? This is a consensual matter. Do you really need to interfere?"

Wu Ziyi gritted his teeth and insisted, "She willingly came on board with me. If you don't believe me, you can ask her."

He looked at the girl who was caught by the Wu family's servants and began to coax her gently.

"Did you willingly come on board with me? Didn't I promise to take your family with us?"

"Wu Liu, quickly go and bring this young lady's family on board!"

Wu Liu instantly trembled and quickly squeezed out a smile.

"Yes, yes, young master, look at my memory. I'll go right away."

The captured girl, upon hearing that her family could also be taken aboard the ship, suddenly weakened her resistance and looked at Yu Xian with a hint of guilt in her eyes.

"Yes, it was voluntary," she said.

After speaking, she lowered her head deeply, tears streaming down her cheeks.

If sacrificing herself could save her entire family, she was willing to do so. After all, she had already mentally prepared herself when she voluntarily came to the port.

"You heard it too, I didn't force her," Wu Ziyi said, suddenly relieved, and attempted to push away the sword scabbard weighing on his shoulder for the second time.

"Sir from the Wang Mansion, can you put down your sword?" Yu Xian exhaled heavily, as if the sword was loosening.

He didn't blame the girl for her weakness.

In her eyes, he was just a stranger who had helped her once out of impulse. Could he really continue to interfere?

Considering everything, compromising with this young master Wu seemed like a good choice.

Seeing this situation, Wu Ziyi couldn't help but show a smug smile. Even the people from the Wang Mansion had to be reasonable.

But before he could be happy for long, he saw the man from the Wang Mansion in front of him reveal a wicked smile.

"But I suddenly find your face quite unpleasant!" Yu Xian exerted force downward with his wrist.

He acted not for justice or morality, not to save any girl, but simply to fulfill a thought.

Crack!

Wu Ziyi let out a scream, clutching his shoulder and shrinking bit by bit, falling to the ground in convulsions.

It was truly broken this time.

"Attack! Attack!" After enduring the pain for a while, Wu Ziyi raised his head, bloodshot eyes, and shouted loudly at his servants behind him.

Before the servants could react, a thunderous roar sounded.

"Who dares to offend my lord!"

Then, Ding Gongfeng, one of the "Four Clansmen," dropped a large wooden box, soaring through the air and landing like a big bird.

Swish! Swish!

Cold light flashed in the air, and the several Wu family servants who hadn't made a move yet clutched their wrists in pain and crouched down, their tendons completely disabled.

This precise control was enough to show that this person was a master of swordsmanship.

Ding Gongfeng landed perfectly.

He was also a master of timing.

Standing with his hands behind his back, he flicked his wrist holding the sword, and a drop of blood splattered from the tip of the sword, creating a beautiful blood flower.

Yu Xian looked at Ding Gongfeng, who was striking a pose and trying to take credit, with a constipated expression on his face.

"Damn it, you've finished your fight, how can I vent now?"

But Ding Gongfeng was clearly trying to please him, and he couldn't bring himself to dampen the other's enthusiasm.

However, being interrupted by Ding Gongfeng like this, he no longer had the desire to make a move, making him seem like a bully.

"Ding Gongfeng, since your sword has drawn blood, there's no need for me to intervene further," Yu Xian calmly instructed.

"Yes," Ding Gongfeng replied excitedly, thinking that he had regained some favor in the lord's heart.

He showed a bloodthirsty smile to Wu Ziyi.

"Kid, my sword is fast, so you won't feel much pain."

Clang!

The sword flashed, and a cold light seemed to flicker on the deck.

Just then, a desperate cry rang out.

"Spare him! Spare him!"

(End of this chapter)

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