After Jia Wen finished speaking, he turned around and kicked a yamen runner in the leg. "Fool! Hurry up and find out where the Prefect of the Capital is. Tell him that the matter here has been resolved by the county magistrate. Ask him to come to the county yamen for a cup of hot tea."
"Yes, yes, yes..." The yamen runner who had been kicked was obviously used to it. He smiled apologetically and left quickly, but he clearly had no idea where to find the Prefect of the Capital.
Everyone was just focused on escaping for their lives; who cared about the magistrate or the prefect? Of course, their own lives were the most important thing!
The yamen runner searched aimlessly like a headless fly, completely unaware that his colleagues, who were going in the opposite direction, were heading towards the Prefect of the Capital.
However, the constables, swords in hand, took two steps closer, crossed the dense forest, and saw Liang Sheng standing next to Huo Chengche. They all stopped in their tracks, looking at each other before finally turning their attention to Magistrate Jia Wen.
Jia Wen urged impatiently, "What are you standing there for! I've already said that these two kids are nothing but a bunch of unruly scoundrels pretending to be ghosts! What are you afraid of? Hurry up and tie them up for me!"
Seeing this, Tong Youlin's face flushed red with anger. He rushed over and stood in front of Huo Chengche, pointing at Jia Wen not far away and shouting:
"You bunch of utterly stupid, damned bastards! The little mountain god just chased away the giant python for us, are you all blind?! Offending the gods will bring divine retribution! If you don't want to live, don't drag the whole county down with you!"
Jia Wen scoffed disdainfully, "Stop spouting nonsense and spreading rumors! Let me tell you, His Highness the Crown Prince is here today, and I have no time to waste with you!"
"You—" Tong Youlin was so angry that his face turned red and his neck bulged. If it weren't for so many yamen runners holding knives in front of him, he would definitely have pounced on him and beaten him up.
"Hmph," Jia Wen glanced disdainfully at Tong Youlin, then looked at his men and urged them sharply, "Hurry up! His Highness the Crown Prince could arrive at any moment. It's no use him saying he's the Emperor himself! What are you doing now!"
Tong Youlin looked at the constable in front of him, his face darkening with a sense of impending doom, and he bent over slightly, bracing himself to meet the attack.
At this moment, the boy, having calmed his little one down, raised his head, glanced casually at the constable, and patted Tongyou Lin, who was blocking his way.
"Oh? Your Highness the Crown Prince?" Ignoring the approaching constables, the young man remained calm and collected, a half-smile playing on his thin lips. He glanced at Jia Wen and said in a cold, mocking voice, "Where is Your Highness the Crown Prince?"
The young man exuded an imposing and dignified aura, causing the constables, who were already somewhat wary, to hesitate even further. They gripped their broadswords tightly but dared not approach.
Only Jia Wen, far behind, remained completely oblivious, chin held high, arrogant and disdainful, his tone still as condescending as ever, "Where is His Highness the Crown Prince? Is it any of your business, a mere commoner, to know?! You…"
"So it seems Magistrate Jia is unaware?" the young man interrupted Jia Wen in a calm and collected voice.
Jia Wen was about to offer his comments with a look of disdain when he was abruptly interrupted. His face darkened, and he snorted coldly, "Yes, of course I don't know! You ignorant commoners, how could His Highness the Crown Prince's whereabouts be so easily revealed..."
"But I know." The young man's deep and sharp gaze shot straight at the boastful Jia Wen. He raised his sword-like eyebrows, and his aura of power suddenly rose, overwhelming everything around him.
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