The pedestrians didn't mean any harm, but Wu Yu really couldn't handle their enthusiasm.

Ever since Wu Yu's glorious deeds became known throughout the city, the residents of the capital have changed their attitude towards him.

Respect, gratitude, and fear were their main emotions. The people had no ill intentions; the blame lay with Wu Yu for being too easygoing.

Ever since someone came to express their gratitude and Wu Yu accepted it, things have gotten increasingly out of control. People have been coming to thank him, bring fruit, and give gifts, and the sheer volume of these visits has seriously disrupted Wu Yu's daily life.

Most importantly, Wu Yu felt unworthy of these gifts. Strictly speaking, Wu Yu did save the entire capital city in the end, but he didn't consider their lives at all when he made the move. If Wu Yu were to accept their gifts with a clear conscience, one or two would be fine, but once they piled up, even someone as shameless as Wu Yu would feel a little ashamed.

Moreover, Wu Yu couldn't simply refuse.

Why did the Sword Saint accept other people's gifts but refuse his own? Was it because my gift was too shabby? No, I have to thank the Sword Saint for saving my life, even if I have to sell everything I own. So I really went home and sold everything I owned.

After the disaster, the surviving residents were all incredibly sensitive. Wu Yu couldn't possibly bankrupt them, so in the end, he had no choice but to continue to endure the pangs of his conscience.

With no other option, Wu Yu decided to flee. He grabbed the person who had called him and, with the speed of a superhuman, disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, the residents weren't fanatical to the point of being brainwashed. Seeing that Wu Yu seemed to have something urgent to do, they all lowered their heads and continued with their own business.

"Oh, it's Mapel! So you're still alive!"

Wu Yu and his companion quickly ran to a deserted alley. Although their journey had been delayed, Wu Yu was still quite happy to see Maper, whom he hadn't seen for a month, and greeted her warmly.

“You’re the one who’s dead.” To everyone’s surprise, Maper didn’t appreciate the compliment and replied irritably.

At the same time, Maper raised her fist and swung it at Wu Yu.

So fast, a speed I couldn't avoid.

【dodge】

Wu Yu had no choice but to use his skill to narrowly dodge the attack, as his physique as a first-tier superhuman was no match for the brutal blows of a sixth-tier superhuman.

Having failed with her first attack, Maper did not continue her assault. Instead, she looked at Wu Yu with a complex expression and said quietly, "A first-tier transcendent being could not possibly dodge this punch. You were indeed hiding your strength. It seems those rumors were true."

Damn it, when did you, a big-breasted, brainless woman, become so clever? Wu Yu thought for a moment, but in the end, she didn't deny it. "That's right, I did all of those things. By the way, aren't you afraid that I'll hurt you when I retaliate if you attack me rashly?"

“You’re not that petty,” Maper said in a tone that suggested she knew Wu Yu very well.

It's true that kindness is often taken advantage of. However, Wu Yu really couldn't afford to have a conflict with Maper over such a trivial matter, even though he couldn't beat her anyway.

"By the way, how did you recognize me?" Although Wu Yu's disguise technique was very simple, it was still quite powerful in theory. Apart from his closest relatives, how many people could recognize someone without looking at their face?

“I sent someone to keep an eye on your place, and I followed you as soon as you stepped out,” Maper said apologetically.

"Is there something you need?" Wu Yu asked. Maper's job was similar to that of a police officer. Wu Yu believed he had never done anything illegal or criminal, so the only reason she would go to such lengths to find him was to ask for help.

“Thank you,” Maper said suddenly, her voice soft but her tone unusually firm.

"No need to thank me, it was all just a favor. Tell me your real plans," Wu Yu replied casually, already tired of hearing words of gratitude over the past month.

“Please help His Majesty,” Maper bowed and pleaded.

"Is it related to Philliss?" Wu Yu muttered to himself.

Wu Yu also knew that Phillis had inherited the throne of the Ultra Empire. Since he was going to trouble Phillis anyway, it wouldn't hurt to listen to Maper's request.

"Go ahead and tell me, I'm listening," Wu Yu said.

“Hmm.” Mapel nodded, then said with a solemn expression, “As you know, Prince Phillis inherited the throne of the empire, but the power of the empire is controlled by those great nobles. His Majesty is willing to initiate reforms, but has been constantly thwarted. At this time, only by using your absolute power to suppress all dissent can His Majesty truly control the entire empire.”

"His Majesty has told me not to disturb you, and those nobles have been keeping an eye on the movements of us royalists. I can't even come to you on my own initiative; I can only meet you by chance."

"No," Wu Yu refused outright. He was joking; using absolute power to suppress a country? He couldn't even beat him.

"Why? His Majesty relies on you so much," Maper said in disbelief.

"Because I can't do it," Wu Yu muttered to himself, then pretended to be heartless and said, "Because there's no reason to help her. You know, there's no such thing as a free lunch."

"You!" Mapel pointed at Wu Yu, looking as if she had been deceived. "Then what do you want?"

“You can’t give me what I want.” Wu Yu shook his head and said with a cold smile, “Excuse me, I have something to discuss with Phillis.”

"What are you going to talk about?" Upon hearing that it was about Philliss, Maper asked nervously.

This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!