Chapter 98: Do You Know Who I Am? I Don

“Get out of my way! Daring to block the Prince of Zhenan’s path, you’d better watch out—I’ll beat you senseless!”

Xu Zifeng didn’t need alcohol to fuel his arrogance—he was naturally this brazen.

Besides, today’s routine mischief hadn’t been completed yet, so Xu Zifeng decided to cause a scene right here.

And this man across from him wore a hooded cloak, the hood pulled low, hiding his face—such a cowardly, secretive fellow, what was there to fear?

He was the illustrious Prince of Zhenan!

The hooded man across from him froze for a moment upon hearing this.

In the imperial capital, how many people dared speak to him like this?

He was furious now, his eyes blazing with rage.

This man was none other than the Second Imperial Prince, Li Xian—his status was even more exalted; how could he possibly back down?

Even if he was concealing his identity, that didn’t mean he’d tolerate such insolence.

“Teach him a lesson.”

Li Xian spoke in a low tone; beside him, Feng Wuhen, the capital’s fastest swordsman, understood at once—he flickered forward and appeared before Xu Zifeng.

He didn’t draw his sword, merely gave a simple shove—but it carried terrifying power, as if heaven and earth were fused, invincible and unbreakable.

Xu Zifeng was stunned—he never imagined this seemingly ordinary roadblock had a subordinate with such formidable strength.

His own mid-stage Liuhe Realm cultivation base felt utterly feeble before this man.

His body was locked in place—he couldn’t evade Feng Wuhen’s attack—and his heart was filled with dread.

But Xu Zifeng’s companions were no ordinary men either.

Ma Hei saw this, his eyes flashing with anger—he surged forward and seized Feng Wuhen’s arm.

How dare you lay hands on the Prince of Zhenan? Do you wish to die?

Their powers collided violently at that moment.

Ma Hei’s palm seemed to contain boundless force, shaking Feng Wuhen’s arm till it went numb.

Feng Wuhen, though startled, refused to yield—he spun his body, breaking free from Ma Hei’s grip and striking for Ma Hei’s throat.

Ma Hei had assumed his move would subdue the opponent, but when he found resistance, he immediately responded.

In the cramped space, they exchanged blows rapidly, spiritual energy surging wildly.

Each move appeared simple, yet concealed profound secrets.

Both were seasoned masters, nearly invincible beneath the Saint Realm.

Yet now, both were secretly alarmed—they hadn’t expected to encounter an opponent of equal strength in the imperial capital.

As their clash continued, the atmosphere inside the tavern grew increasingly tense.

Those around them cast astonished glances, whispering among themselves; a few had already retreated, fearing they’d be caught in the crossfire of these two powerhouses.

Meanwhile, Xu Zifeng and Li Xian stood aside, watching the sudden duel with cold, detached eyes.

At the same time, a pair of eyes nearby stared fixedly at everything unfolding.

“Master, these two have incredibly strong auras—who are they?”

Xiao Ming said, inwardly startled—he, a late-stage Breakthrough Realm cultivator, felt a chill seeing Feng Wuhen and Ma Hei fight.

He was here because he was tracking and investigating an official from the Ministry of Justice.

That official was currently standing beside the Second Imperial Prince, Li Xian.

Of course, Xiao Ming was new to officialdom, with little exposure—he didn’t yet know this was the Second Imperial Prince, nor had he ever seen Feng Wuhen; but the man across from him, Xu Zifeng, seemed vaguely familiar, though he couldn’t place where.

The Saint’s Remnant Soul watched for a moment, then said: “The one with the sword is a master swordsman. Even with his aura concealed, I estimate he’s at least late-stage Tianyuan Realm, possibly even peak. His opponent is also Tianyuan Realm—if I’m not mistaken, he’s an heir of the Witch Cult Holy Land.”

The Saint’s Remnant Soul had seen much—he’d once met an Elder of the Witch Cult Holy Land during his travels. As the situation grew more tense, a squad of government office runners burst in.

The Saint’s Remnant Soul noticed his disciple’s stunned expression, then glanced at the lead government office runner.

He thought: Dammit, the boy’s obsession with that woman is flaring up again.

The one arriving was none other than Lin Yue’e.

Lin Yue’e was both beautiful and sharp—Xiao Ming felt his heart skip at first sight.

And he thought: she’s a government office runner too—perfect match for me.

Sure, he was still unofficial, but he’d be confirmed soon—then wouldn’t they be able to clock in together and go on dates after work?

Besides, the Ministry of Justice wasn’t far from the Imperial Capital government office—this was perfect social parity!

Xiao Ming had even already picked names for the children he’d have with this unknown female officer.

Lin Yue’e hadn’t come because of a report—she’d been watching Xu Zifeng all along; whenever he caused trouble, she moved in immediately.

She knew Xu Zifeng couldn’t possibly avoid causing trouble—and here it was again.

At this moment, Lin Yue’e and her squad had surrounded the scene.

!

Neither the Second Imperial Prince Li Xian nor Xu Zifeng showed any intention to flee; Feng Wuhen and Ma Hei were still locked in combat.

Li Xian saw the government office runners arrive and paid them no mind.

He was the Second Imperial Prince—weren’t they all his own subordinates?

He was just too lazy to reveal his identity today; otherwise, every government office runner would kneel and bow before him.

Li Xian gave a glance to his attendant, signaling him to quickly shoo away this squad.

The attendant was just as arrogant—he’d never met anyone in the capital who didn’t cower before him, let alone lowly government office runners.

The attendant stepped up to Lin Yue’e, briefly flashed his status—he expected her to panic and flee, as everyone always had.

Who could have imagined Lin Yue’e ordered her men to arrest him on the spot?

The attendant was dumbfounded, shouting: “Do you know who I am?”

Lin Yue’e sneered: “I don’t care who you are!”

Saying this, she ordered her men to arrest everyone involved in the disturbance.

The Second Imperial Prince Li Xian was slightly angered—didn’t this officer have any sense?

As the government office runners drew near, he dropped the pretense entirely and blasted everyone around him back with a single pulse.

Li Xian merely didn’t want to reveal his whereabouts—he wasn’t wanted, and he was still the Second Imperial Prince.

At that moment, Feng Wuhen stepped forward, blocking the government office runners, and roared: “How dare you! This is the Second Imperial Prince!”

Those around gasped, staring at Li Xian in shock.

Li Xian even removed his hood with arrogance, glaring at Lin Yue’e.

Now do you realize your mistake, little officer?

Xu Zifeng was also surprised—no wonder this guy wouldn’t give way—he was the Second Imperial Prince.

Xu Zifeng had only ever caused trouble among the lower and middle echelons of nobility in the capital—he’d never encountered the Second Imperial Prince.

Now many nearby onlookers looked at Lin Yue’e with pity—what fate awaited one who offended the Second Imperial Prince?

Li Xian merely wanted to scare Lin Yue’e off—wait for her to kneel and apologize, then let her go with a warning, a small display of power was enough.

Only Xu Zifeng didn’t think Lin Yue’e was in danger—because the next second, she pulled out Li Chen’s imperial waist token and said coldly: “This token was granted by His Majesty—who dares resist arrest?”

(End of Chapter)