Chapter 168: I am the High Priest of the Jiang Dynasty

"Of course we'll leave from here and continue south for disaster relief." Su Zhenzhen's lips curled slightly, carrying a hint of provocation, and she looked extremely confident.

"You stand at the very back of the cell."

Although Hensheng didn't understand, he still obeyed and did as he was told.

Su Zhenzhen took out the Thunderbolt Pill and threw it at the prison door. At the same time, she retreated at lightning speed, arriving at Hensheng's side almost a second before the explosion.

Hensheng stared in disbelief at the dazzling display of lights that seemed to explode in his eyes, at a loss for words.

People outside were naturally drawn to the commotion. The moment they saw the fire, Su Zhenzhen put away her flashlight, wanting to conserve electricity.

"Charge straight out, this time without any hesitation." Su Zhenzhen's voice was cold and devoid of any warmth.

Hensheng paused for a moment before whispering a single word, "Okay."

Perhaps because the commotion was so great, although the constables gathered around, not one of them was the first to step forward.

Su Zhenzhen rushed out and, while they were still in a daze, snatched a torch and a sword from one of them, and casually injured several others before disappearing like a ghost.

Hateful life followed closely behind.

The constables finally realized what was happening, and another brawl broke out.

Su Zhenzhen looked at the yamen runners who kept surrounding her and sneered inwardly. These were probably just soldiers disguised as yamen runners.

Given this number, it's hard to say that the magistrate of Fenglin County didn't harbor rebellious intentions.

However, the Jiang Dynasty was just a shell, with the capital and surrounding areas still firmly controlled by powerful families, and on the surface, the emperor was a member of the Jiang family.

In other remote areas, each region has long been governed by its own government, and the local people generally only know the county magistrate, not the emperor.

With Su Zhenzhen's instructions, Hensheng no longer held back and quickly fought his way out.

In terms of martial arts, Su Zhenzhen is no match for Hensheng, so she simply hides behind him and plays a supporting role.

The reason Su Zhenzhen suddenly changed her personality was simply because she belatedly discovered that the system shop had also disappeared.

Without bullet comments, it's like losing the way back to the 906th century; without a system shop, it's like losing cheat codes.

With all escape routes cut off, why pretend to be a coward and care about cause and effect?

Furthermore, all land under heaven belongs to the king, and all people within the realm are his subjects. Hensheng is a legitimate direct descendant of the Jiang family dynasty, and naturally has the right to control the life and death of all people under heaven.

What if someone is accidentally killed? According to the rules of this time and space, if the ruler wants the people to die, the people must die.

Hensheng swept through the encirclement with ease, quickly leading Su Zhenzhen out of the encirclement.

The rice shop owner, who was also the magistrate of Fenglin County, arrived at the scene upon hearing the news. His beady eyes widened in disbelief, and he cursed inwardly. That scoundrel Song Anbang had truly ruined him. This was hardly a matter of casually resolving two minor troubles; it was as if he had provoked two formidable figures.

"Stop!" At the magistrate's command, the constables immediately put away their weapons.

Seeing this, Hensheng stopped making moves.

At this moment, he was only ten feet away from the county magistrate.

Su Zhenzhen whispered to herself, oblivious to everyone else, "At this distance, could you slit the magistrate's throat with one stroke of your knife?"

Su Zhenzhen's voice wasn't loud, but since no one else was speaking, it clearly reached everyone's ears.

The magistrate's face was extremely grim.

Hensheng's words made him hide further back.

"Okay." Hensheng looked at the knife he had just snatched in the melee and said those two words without any emotion.

Su Zhenzhen smiled, but Hen Sheng felt that this smile was very different from the ones he had seen before, like a mask was being worn on someone's face, which made him very uncomfortable.

“Your Excellency, we initially ruined your business because we didn’t know the rules, so you imprisoned us. Consider it an even score.”

“That’s right,” the magistrate quickly said. “Let bygones be bygones. Everyone step back in front of me and make way.”

The yamen runners all moved closer to the magistrate, clearing the way out of the yamen.

Su Zhenzhen still wore a smile that seemed like a mask. "How should I address you, Magistrate? We've become acquainted through a misunderstanding, how about we become friends?"

Despite having so many people protecting him, the magistrate was still uneasy. The dazzling display of lights and fireworks was something no ordinary person could create. Moreover, the amount of rice they brought couldn't possibly fit in a single carriage. Entry and exit from the city were strictly controlled, so their rice definitely wasn't something they brought with them when they arrived in Fenglin County.

There was no other food in the city besides what he had. Where did these two people get their food?

The magistrate was able to operate in Fenglin County for so long; he couldn't possibly be completely without insight.

"My name is Chen Wa, and I am the head of Fenglin County. May I ask how you two friends are addressed?"

The title "person in charge" is quite subtle. The county magistrate is an official appointed by the imperial court, and on the surface, he still has to listen to the imperial court.

But the person in charge is the one in power who openly challenges the imperial court.

Chen Wa also wanted to know the identities of the people on the other side. That scoundrel Song Anbang only said that they were two people who couldn't make it in the capital and wanted to cause trouble in the south. He just happened to run into them and dealt with them.

But with that handsome man's skills, there's no way he couldn't make it in the world.

In any case, if such a talent falls into his hands, he must either recruit him for his own use or eliminate him completely; he will never let such a person wander outside.

Su Zhenzhen took a step forward, which startled the constables, who all took a step back. No one knew if there would be a sudden commotion.

"Don't be nervous, we're making friends with your magistrate. From now on, we're family." Su Zhenzhen raised her chin at Hensheng. "This is Jiang Ruheng, the eldest son of the last emperor of the Jiang Dynasty."

The legitimate son of the last emperor of the Jiang Dynasty?

Not only were the yamen runners bewildered, but even Chen Wa was somewhat confused.

Did the last emperor have any children when he died?

Moreover, wouldn't the legitimate son be born to Empress Song? That is, the nephew of that scoundrel Song Anbang.

It's no wonder Chen Wa and the others were puzzled; there was very little interaction between the north and south. Those who could occupy a city, though capable, only wanted to live a secluded life; otherwise, they would have followed the rebels north back then.

When the prominent families of the capital believed Jiang Yichun was dead, the Empress was so shocked that she died in childbirth, resulting in the loss of both mother and child. No one else even knew that Empress Song had been pregnant.

Su Zhenzhen continued, "As for me, my surname is Su and my given name is Zhenzhen. I am the High Priest of the Jiang Dynasty."

The stone stirred up a thousand waves, and everyone looked at Su Zhenzhen in disbelief.

In the Jiang Dynasty, everyone knew the High Priest. Legend has it that the High Priest could communicate with ghosts and gods and foresee the future. Even emperors could only see his true face when their time was right.

In the minds of ordinary people, the high priest is equivalent to a god.

How could a god simply appear before people?

Chen Wa knew more. Back then, when the prophecy of the destined noblewoman was made, it was Crown Prince Jiang Yichun who went south to find the noblewoman, and he was involved in it.

"Are you really the High Priest?" Although Chen Wa was not entirely convinced, his tone unconsciously became more respectful.

Whether the high priest was male or female, no one ever knew. Yet everyone was born with both reverence and fear for him, a fear that seemed ingrained in their very bones.

To this day, no one has dared to impersonate her; otherwise, those who want to rebel would have already used this name to cause chaos.