Sean has been having a rough time lately—ever since he found out he was wanted.
That's right, Marquis Idan and Prince Doya both announced to the public that they were wanted for Sean, and anyone who found a clue could offer 10,000 taels of silver. The idle vagrants in Bestan Country memorized the shape of the wrinkles on Sean's forehead in the wanted portrait, even though he didn't have many wrinkles.
The villa Sean currently lives in was bought from an old nobleman who lost all his fortune and had to sell the house to pay off loan sharks. He went out today wearing sunglasses and a hat as a simple disguise.
"Butler, where's the driver?" Sean asked the butler, who was scolding two servants in the hall. These people were newly hired after he came to Bestan.
"I'm not sure. He didn't ask for leave yesterday," the butler replied. "Boss, I suggest you hire a new steam locomotive driver. This one is too lazy. He's late every day, never on time, and often absents from work for inexplicable reasons..."
"Manager, you are wrong. I didn't skip work today." Sean's driver pushed open the gate and walked in. Behind him was a team of fully armed soldiers. Each soldier carried a long musket and looked solemn.
"You...what are you doing?" The butler was a little flustered by the scene. He had no idea what was going on. Could the driver be the descendant of a powerful figure with a strong background? Was he out to gain experience?
Marquis Sean had a bad premonition, and sure enough—
All the musketeers pointed their guns at him.
"Wanted criminal Sean, don't resist, please come with us." said the captain of the musket squad.
The butler looked at the master in astonishment, then turned to the musketeers and said, "Are you mistaken? The master is a very good man. He wouldn't even step on an ant on the road."
Sean didn't answer, but said to the driver: "Why did you betray me? Am I not good to you?"
"I owe a lot of money and I need this ten thousand to pay it off," the driver said. "I'm sorry, but if you get off, I'll burn incense for you."
"Fortunately, all the people who came this time are musketeers below the rank of warriors." Sean said, "Goodbye!" His current strength is also at the level of a warrior. Although he may not be able to defeat the musketeers, escaping is always no problem. He abandoned his usual old and frail appearance, walked briskly, and rushed out of the villa yard before everyone could react.
"Fire!" shouted the captain of the musket squad.
Several team members hurriedly lit the fuse with matches, but found that Sean turned a corner and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Captain, I can't see anyone, so I can't aim."
"Step on the fuse and chase!"
When everyone chased out of the villa, they found that Sean was nowhere to be found.
"Captain, I'm the one who provided the clue. When will you give me the ten thousand taels of silver?" Sean's driver also chased out.
"Get out!" the musketeer captain cursed.
"What do you mean? Is this how you treat a whistleblower?" Sean's driver yelled. "Going back on your word is not how officials behave!"
"Since you put it that way, I'll answer you seriously," the musket captain said. "Our reward is based on information leading to the arrest of the suspect. If the suspect isn't caught, no money will be given. If ten thousand people see Sean and report him, should we give him 100 million taels of silver first?"
"I don't care. I lost a lot of money. You must give me 12,000 taels of silver, otherwise I will spread the news that you are breaking your promise!" Sean's driver said dishonestly.
The musketeers looked at each other, and when they saw the captain nodded, they raised their feet and stomped on the driver who had betrayed his master until the driver was breathing more than breathing, then they stopped and walked away.
"If I hear you say anything bad about us outside, I will kill you immediately." The captain of the musketeers spat on the ground and turned away.
The news of Sean's appearance spread as fast as wings. The city called Subo quickly blocked all the city entrances. Two teams of people quickly surrounded Subo. They were the army of Marquis Idan and the guards of Prince Doya. There were knights and even golden knights among them. Now Sean could not escape even if he had wings!
Everyone searched by area, and as more and more people arrived in Supo City, tens of thousands of people were searching simultaneously. Strangely, after searching for a week, tens of thousands of people still couldn't find any trace of Sean.
Wang Xiaohai also came to this Suobo City. He flew among the clouds and monitored the area below through the clouds.
"Did he escape from this city?" Marquis Yidan came to the temporary command center in Supo City and roared at his subordinates.
"Major General, I don't think he escaped from Supo City. He's just disguised himself well," a colonel replied cautiously, "or maybe he's hiding somewhere no one would expect."
"Starting today, the search will be upgraded. If you spot a suspicious individual, not only must you observe them, but you must also rub their face to see if they are disguised," Marquis Idan ordered in a cold voice. Meanwhile, in the king's suite of a luxurious hotel, Doya said the same thing to the commander of the Royal Guards.
It took another three days, and everyone in Su Bo City had their faces rubbed, including the city lord.
"No news yet." Marquis Idan and Prince Doya received reports from their subordinates, and both fell into deep thought at the same time - could it be that Sean really left Subo?
"Starting tomorrow, everyone will move from the open to the covert, operating in plain clothes," Major General Itami said. "Sean hasn't eaten in almost ten days. Even with the strength of a warrior, he wouldn't be able to handle it. Everyone, go to the various markets and hotels and restaurants and disguise yourself as shoppers and diners. Hurry!"
Prince Doya, having learned of Marquis Idan's calculations from his subordinates, made the same choice. Suddenly, the turbulent waters of Supo City turned calm on the surface, yet beneath them, undercurrents surged.
Sean, who was hiding, knew nothing of all this, but he was so hungry that on the twelfth day after escaping the villa, he decided to go out and look for food. He walked cautiously on the street, wearing a wide-brimmed velvet hat and a black mirror mask, and walked into a vegetable market west of Subo City.
"Boss, how much is this roasted pig?" Marquis Sean asked the owner of the meat stall in front. The owner had a full beard and a body full of fat.
"I'm sorry, sir. There are new regulations in the vegetable market now. You have to show your real name when buying meat. You can only buy food if you are hiding your true face under the hat and mask," the butcher replied.
"Can you be flexible? I have pockmarks and I'm afraid I'll scare you," Sean said.
"No, this is the rule. There are so many people watching around. If I really sell it to you, I will never be able to work here again in my life." The butcher said firmly.
"Sorry, I bought it somewhere else." Sean said, and walked around the vegetable market but didn't buy anything. He found that he needed to show his true face to buy anything here, so he planned to leave.
But what he didn't know was that as soon as he took a step away, he was targeted by two groups of people, half of them followed him, and the other half went to call for support.
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