"Hahaha, you bunch of country bumpkins, don't you know what an official is called the 'Prefect of the Capital'?"
Cheng Dadao, chin held high, arrogantly and smugly told them:
"That's a high-ranking official from the capital! Did some deity come to your humble little mountain? Could it be that the Prefect of the Capital would suddenly condescend to come to your wretched mountain?!"
Liang Sheng looked at the arrogant Cheng Dadao, pursed his lips, his eyes still slightly dazed from the fright he had just been in, and muttered expressionlessly, "I don't know if the little immortal came or not, but the little ancestor has indeed been kidnapped."
However, Cheng Dadao didn't hear these words. Looking at Tong Youlin's stiff face, he became even more agitated and energetic, his loud voice blaring, and his sarcastic tone becoming increasingly unpleasant.
"You bunch of bumpkins, you've been stuck in this mountain valley your whole lives, you probably haven't even seen a government official's face, have you? Government officials wear brocade when they go out, you know that! It's embroidered with patterns!"
Upon hearing this, Liang Sheng and Jia Wen exchanged a glance, surprised to find that neither of them was wearing an official robe!
Jia Wen had heard that Prefect Liang of Jingzhao Prefecture was resting at Deshan Village, so he hurriedly came to pay his respects and ask for some guidance.
He knew all too well what he had done to the villagers of Deshan Village. If he were to enter Deshan Village, swaggering in official robes, he probably wouldn't even need the Crown Prince to deal with him; he would be torn to pieces by the villagers first.
So he deliberately chose the most inconspicuous and tattered linen robe and slunk up the mountain.
Liang Sheng, on the other hand, was dragged out of bed in the middle of the night by Huo Chengche. This young master was waiting for him, so how could he dare to wear that elaborate official robe?
It was only because this young master was merciful that he was allowed to put on a coat and be carried out the door.
It was quite a coincidence, wasn't it? After exchanging glances, the two of them both looked longingly at Cheng Dadao, who was laughing heartily, unaware of the impending doom. Their eyes both held... sympathy, sympathy for the tragic state of the dead.
"If they are indeed them, then attacking them would be considered 'attacking an official of the imperial court,'" Huo Chengche said calmly, looking at Cheng Dadao.
The boy's imposing words, though not loud, pierced through the bandits' rough laughter and reached everyone's ears clearly.
Cheng Dadao's laughter stopped abruptly. He glanced at the boy in front of him, his eyes filled with disdain as he looked at the boy's handsome little figure. He sneered at the boy's warning, "You greenhorn, it's none of your business to interrupt when adults are talking!"
As he spoke, his face turned cold as he looked at Tong Youlin, "Hey Tong, I've kept track of all the scores from a few years ago! Let's settle them properly today!"
Tong Youlin snorted coldly, glanced at Huo Chengche beside him, and the adorable little pink baby in his arms, and immediately felt confident, "What do you want!"
"Hmph! You injured more than twenty of our brothers back then. Now, either you offer me your twenty heads and all your meat, food, and cloth, or..."
Cheng Dadao brandished his broadsword, which gleamed with a sharp, cold light, and said with a fierce and malevolent expression, "Either I slaughter your entire village and take all your meat, grain, and cloth. You choose!"
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