The carriage had no clan emblem on it, and it looked no different from an ordinary family's carriage, so you couldn't tell where it came from.
The Prince of Qi, standing to the side, was displeased. Han Fengqiu was somewhat apprehensive, but he had no such apologies.
In the entire capital, unless he encountered the emperor, there were very few people he needed to fear: "Who exactly are you, sir? Do you know that you are protecting the criminals who murdered the military officers and obstructing the law enforcement of the court!"
The toothless coachman chuckled, revealing his yellow and buck teeth: "You don't need to scare me with these things. The officials in the court can naturally distinguish right from wrong."
At this moment, Zu An spoke up: "Brother Shizi, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. When did I murder any government officers? These people were just frozen."
Zuan withdrew the chilling energy, and the ice sculptures came back to life, though many were missing limbs.
The Crown Prince of Qi's expression changed. What kind of trick was this? It was so amazing. However, he didn't have time to investigate. He immediately said, "Even if he's not dead, you've broken so many of his limbs. Attacking an officer is still a serious crime!"
Zuan laughed: "There were people watching. You were just showing off, deliberately making such a fuss, knocking these ice sculptures to the ground, and causing them to break their arms and legs. You're the culprit! Please, you old man with your pants down, bring the real culprit to justice!"
"You!" The Prince of Qi was so angry that he trembled all over. He had originally planned to use his family background and status to distort the truth and call a deer a horse, but it seemed that the roles of the two sides had been reversed.
Anger points from Zhao Zhi: +888 +888 +888...
Han Fengqiu's eyelids twitched when he heard the phrase "old man who dropped his pants." Was this guy born to annoy people?
Han Fengqiu's anger level: +999 +999 +999...
He took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to attack, and looked at the toothless coachman: "May I ask your esteemed name, senior?"
He knew that the key lay with this mysterious expert; without him, Zu'an would be nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter.
"I've forgotten my name. I'm just an ordinary coachman," the toothless coachman waved casually.
Everyone else was completely bewildered, but Han Fengqiu's expression changed slightly: "Could it be that you are...?"
The heir apparent of the Qi King, standing to the side, became enraged: "Who cares who he is, today..."
Han Fengqiu hurriedly went over to stop him and whispered in his ear, "Your Highness, he is..."
The Prince of Qi's breathing immediately quickened, and he hurriedly looked at the ordinary carriage over there, his eyes filled with anticipation and longing.
Zuan frowned. What's wrong with this guy? He looks like a boar in heat. Isn't he afraid that his charred thing will break if he gets excited?
At this moment, the toothless coachman smiled at Zu An and said, "Young man, my master invites you."
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The comic "Land of the Keyboard Immortals" has been released. If you're interested, you can search for "Land of the Keyboard Immortals" on Bilibili Comics. I think it's drawn quite well.
However, I strongly suspect the artist has a breast fetish; they all draw them so big, even though I remember Xue'er was supposed to be slightly flat-chested...
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