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Finest Servant Chapter 372
🕑 Added 2023-08-13 11:34:50 +0000 UTCChapter 372 Furious Interrogation
The room was silent, and Lin Wanrong didn't know if Fairy Ning had heard his words. He didn't care. He had many loves, and one more made no difference. It was as simple as saying, "I want to eat."
"General, who is Fairy Sister?" Du Xiuyuan asked, puzzled. Lin Wanrong shook his head and sighed, "Concerning Fairy Sister, it is a poignant love story. I'll tell you when we have more time. Now find Xu Zhen. That boy was tailing the master, and the master is back. Why haven't I seen him?"
As he spoke, a voice came from outside, "General Lin, Brother Du, something terrible has happened!" Xu Zhen, panting, ran past everyone and hurriedly approached them. Gasping, he said, "I saw, I saw—"
"Did you see a ghost?" Lin Wanrong and Du Xiuyuan looked at each other and laughed.
"No, not a ghost. It's the master. He entered, entered—" He looked around and whispered, "—entered Prince Cheng's mansion."
Du Xiuyuan's face changed, and he hastily asked, "Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"
Lin Wanrong laughed, "The world is vast, and strange things happen. Seeing two people who look alike is not unusual. You must have seen it wrong, right, little Xu?"
Xu Zhen was stunned for a moment. Being clever, he hurriedly nodded and laughed, "Yes, yes, I must have seen it wrong. General, please disregard my words. Eh, he, he, how is he here?" In his haste to question, Xu Zhen had not yet noticed who was lying on the ground. Upon seeing the face, he was astonished, his face full of surprise. How could this be? Could it be true as General Lin said, that there were two identical people in the world who happened to appear in two places at the same time?
Lin Wanrong chuckled, not surprised by Xu Zhen's astonishment. He was, however, quite impressed with Ning Yuxi's skills. The leader of Dongyin warriors, disguised as the master and entering Prince Cheng's mansion, must have had some plot. But Fairy Ning had managed to capture him without detection. Her skills were extraordinary indeed.
The fake master lay motionless on the ground, and it was unclear whether he was dead or alive. Previously, Lin Wanrong and others had not seen the master's face, allowing Dongyin man to take advantage. He had changed into new clothes, added a small mustache, and slipped out by pretending to be someone else. Now that they knew, they would not let him go. Lin Wanrong kicked him twice, and the man fell to the ground without a sound. Du Xiuyuan bent over and touched his nose, then shook his head, "General, he's not dead, just knocked out."
Lin Wanrong nodded. Fairy Ning indeed knew restraint, realizing they needed this man. He waved his hand and shouted, "Bring water."
Two soldiers brought a basin of cold water and poured it over the man. The fake master shivered, slowly opened his eyes, and seeing the many soldiers, screamed "Baka!" He quickly stood up and instinctively reached for his sword. Xu Zhen's quick reflexes landed a heavy kick on his back knee. There was a soft crack, and the fake master fell to his knees, his forehead covered in cold sweat, writhing in pain.
Without a translator present, Lin Wanrong had no choice but to fend for himself. He blinked and playfully said, "Yosh, do you understand English?"
"Ba ka—"
"Screw you!" Lin Wanrong landed a kick in the man's abdomen, fiercely stating, "You can't even understand English, the international language? What a lack of culture! I can't even communicate with you. With your cowardly appearance, how dare your emperor send you to mess around in our Great Hua? Beat him—"
Xu Zhiqing and Du Xiuyuan were unaware of what the English language was, but seeing Lin Wanrong's ferocious command, they couldn't resist. Together, they lunged toward the warrior with fists and kicks.
The Dongyin warrior's eyes were wide with anger, and he blabbered something unintelligible as he struggled to stand, his leg having been broken by Xu Zhiqing's kick. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stabilize himself. In a matter of moments, under the fierce blows from Du Xiuyuan and Xu Zhen, his face was swollen, his nose bruised, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.
Lin Wanrong stopped the two men, a sly smile appearing on his face. "Alright, stop hitting him for now. Our Great Hua is a land of propriety; we believe in winning people over with virtue—We'll beat him again later. Mr. Warrior, you don't understand English. It's not your fault; your father didn't teach you well. I won't say anything about that. But since you're here messing around in my Great Hua, you must at least understand our language, right?"
"Dumu ma, sogazu fuisuta!" the Dongyin warrior roared, his eyes flashing with murderous intent, his face twisted with rage.
Xu and Du looked at each other, bewildered by the incomprehensible Dongyin language. They turned their pleading eyes to the all-capable General Lin. Lin Wanrong chuckled and nodded, "Oh, I understand now. You're saying you've come to Great Hua to visit your ancestors. Sigh, please enunciate next time, or else I really find it hard to understand."
A soft laugh came from outside the window, then silence. Lin Wanrong was overjoyed; he knew that his "fairy sister" must be hiding nearby. He was about to continue his playful banter when the Dongyin warrior suddenly shouted in awkward and broken Chinese, "Ba ka, Dongyin warrior, your insult, Great Hua, pig!"
"Screw your ancestors!" Lin Wanrong was furious. He grabbed a knife from the side and used the thick back of it to strike the Dongyin man's back. The blow sent him stumbling forward, and he fell flat on his face.
Though Xu Zhiqing and Du Xiuyuan did not understand Dongyin, they heard the insult to Great Hua clearly. Fire in their eyes, they rushed forward, fists flying. The three of them kicked and punched with great satisfaction. Lin Wanrong casually glanced over and saw the man's eyes roll back, as if he couldn't take any more. He immediately cried out and quickly stopped the two men, laughing, "Don't hit him anymore. There's plenty of time in the future; we don't need to rush."
He looked at the warrior and chuckled, speaking in awkward Dongyin, "You, what's your name, what are you doing?"
The Dongyin warrior was panting heavily and couldn't answer. Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "Actually, even if you don't tell me, I know. Your little prince is called Tsugumi, and since you look so much like him, I guess you're his older brother, named Eightgumi. How about that, I didn't guess wrong, did I?"
"Nonsense, what absurdity!" The Dongyin warrior glared at him angrily, his Great Hua language seemed to flow much smoother, "You, you have a wicked conscience. Our, Prince Tsugumi, the son of Amaterasu, I am not his elder brother. I, under the Amaterasu, am the samurai leader Shinyuemon Sasaki."
Shinyuemon Sasaki? Damn it, these Dongyin people write in half-simplified Chinese characters, yet they strain to concoct a name. If they say they aren't freaks, no one would believe them.
"I say, Shinyuemon Sasaki," Master Lin chuckled, patting him on the shoulder, "What is your noble purpose in coming to Great Hua this time?"
"Me, no purpose, nothing at all." Sasaki snorted through his nose, "I, live here, you all, barged in, kill my comrades, I, must report to the Emperor, punish the Great Hua Emperor."
Punish the Great Hua Emperor? Lin Wanrong burst into uproarious laughter. Strange things happened every year, but this year was particularly abundant. These Dongyin people could come up with any excuse.
Sasaki looked at him with doubt and disbelief. This Master in front of him looked like an official, but his actions were more akin to a bandit.
"Shinyuemon Sasaki, actually, without you saying, I also know what you are here for." Master Lin smiled slightly, "The incident at Grand Prime Minister Temple yesterday, it was you all who did it, right?"
Sasaki's expression changed in his eyes, but before he spoke, Lin Wanrong waved his hand and laughed mysteriously, "Don't deny it, I don't like playing games. Why you are here, who invited you, I've investigated everything clearly. Haven't you thought about where I captured you from?"
Sasaki had fainted as soon as he entered the prince mansion and woke up here, without time to think about cause and effect. Hearing his words, his face changed drastically, "Could it be the prince—impossible, he, he would never, in Shandong—" He stopped abruptly, realizing something, and cast a furtive glance at Lin Wanrong.
"You mean in Shandong, you jointly stole three hundred and fifty thousand taels of silver, right?" Lin Wanrong was secretly delighted but showed no sign on his face, speaking carelessly.
"You, you know?" Sasaki could no longer hide his astonishment. The robbery in Shandong, the assassination attempt at Grand Prime Minister Temple; all were intricately planned and arranged. Even if this man was skilled, he couldn't have found out so quickly.
"Ha ha ha ha—" Master Lin laughed heartily, "I don't know? Is there anything in this world that I don't know? Do you think your Amaterasu knows where those silvers are hidden? He definitely doesn't, but I, this great man, do know."
"Impossible." Sasaki cried out in shock, "Those, soldiers, poison, all dead dead. You will never know!"
Soldiers? Poison? Five thousand men! Lin Wanrong inhaled sharply, his eyes flashing with a thick murderous intent, his fists clenched tightly, he spoke slowly, "Three hundred and fifty thousand taels of silver, carts and horses moving day and night, would take several days and nights, it's impossible to vanish overnight. Those silvers are certainly still hidden around Jining—"
Sasaki remained silent and wooden, Lin Wanrong could no longer restrain himself, kicked him in the leg, and cursed, "You beastly creature, how dare you poison and kill people, I'll slaughter you!"
