Chapter 509 - Chapter 509: Chapter 516: Endless Tolerance (1/2)
Chapter 509: Chapter 516: Endless Tolerance
By now, the soldiers guarding the city gate, no matter how bold, wouldn’t dare to search Young Master Sikong Ling’s horse carriage in his presence. Even if they were too afraid to disobey their superiors’ orders, offending the Young Master of the Sikong Family was still a capital offense. Let alone others, even the Prime Minister Wang, who held sway over the Imperial Court, was quite courteous to Young Master Sikong. What more of them, mere soldiers? To trouble Young Master Sikong was simply courting death.
And what sort of person was Young Master Sikong? Certainly not one of kindness and easy words. There was once an officer who offended the Young Master of the Sikong Family and ended up being thrown into Wild Wolf Valley to feed the wolves. Not a single person from the entire Imperial Court raised a word of objection, and even the Emperor and Prime Minister Wang quite approved. With just a casual word from him, one could fall into hell, as easy to snuff out as crushing an ant. How could he dare show the slightest offense?
“The lower officer has seen Young Master Sikong.” Upon knowing Sikong Ling was here, the City Gate Officer hurried over to pay respects, and just like the soldiers, he was trembling with fear, lest he somehow upset Sikong Ling.
Sikong Ling had only shown his face briefly before letting down the curtain on his carriage. Someone like the City Gate Officer didn’t warrant Sikong Ling’s attention; Qing Zhu was more than enough to handle it.
“Our master is in a hurry with important business. Why are we being blocked at the City Gate, delaying our affairs? Can you afford the consequences?” Qing Zhu knew the outcome would be just like this. As if a few mere soldiers could stop his master or search the carriage, this was utterly wishful thinking, or perhaps brazen foolishness!
“Yes, yes, the lower officer wouldn’t dare delay Young Master Sikong’s affairs. You may pass right away, right away!”
The City Gate Officer didn’t hesitate for a moment and immediately gave the order, directing his soldiers to clear a path and respectfully knelt by the roadside to watch Sikong Ling leave.
“Stop! Halt them immediately!”
No sooner had Sikong Ling’s horse carriage left the city gate than a lone rider came galloping fast, his voice arriving before him, holding a gleaming gold plaque that clearly carried an order from the palace. As he drew closer, the rider was revealed to be Wang Mang’s eldest son, Wang Yu.
Having practiced internal Kung Fu, Wang Yu’s shout carried far. Naturally, Sikong Ling heard him, but acted as if he hadn’t. The carriage continued at the same speed, with no intention of stopping.
Now the City Gate Officer truly didn’t know what to do. Should he go and stop the carriage or not? Offending either side would bode ill for him. Why was his luck so foul today to run into such predicaments?