Chapter 693: How Could It Be You

"How is it that there is still a group of Puppets here at the seat of the Chengzhou Prefecture Government?"

Since it was led by the official government, Shen Yu simply went straight to the Prefecture Government; he wanted to see exactly how rotten the government here had become.

It was extremely quiet here, as if everyone dared not speak loudly, and every person's face wore a hint of fear.

Moreover, besides the normal servants and maids, there was actually a small group of Puppets without the slightest sign of life here. In the open and in the shadows, they seemed to be monitoring something.

Here, Shen Yu even saw a scene that shattered his worldview. An old man had pinned a person who looked like a maid beneath him, and painful, muffled groans rang out in waves.

Right in broad daylight, in the courtyard in front of many people, he did not avoid anything at all.

And all around, there was a row of maids kneeling there, everyone with their heads lowered, trembling in terror and unease.

Finally, the old man put on his clothes with satisfaction, didn't even glance at the people around him, and walked straight away.

As for the maid who had been pinned beneath him, blood was still dripping from her thigh, her body was twitching, and she stared at the sky with dull eyes, tears welling up but never falling.

Throughout the entire process, no one dared to intervene; the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet, with only a sense of unease permeating the air.

Following the old man's direction, Shen Yu silently prepared to strike, deciding to kill this old man who lacked the dignity of his age first.

He was of a great age, and at a glance, he was clearly a rotten soul; killing one such person every time he saw one would certainly never be a mistake.

However, following the direction the old man left in, Shen Yu discovered that the person in the room in that direction should be the Prefect of Chengzhou; that official uniform could not be faked.

It was just that, at this moment, the person wearing the official uniform was disheveled, looked sloppy, and was drinking sullen wine one cup after another.

The woman beside him had fair skin and still possessed a lingering charm, serving him at his side, but her face was full of worry and heartache.

"Husband, stop drinking!" Snatching the wine cup from the other's hand, the woman said with heartache, "Husband, can you please pull yourself together!"

"Give it to me, give it to me! Pull myself together, how do you expect me to pull myself together? Is there even a possibility for me to pull myself together anymore!"

"Husband!" Carefully leaning against the other, the woman said in a low voice, "I know you are suffering inside, but you cannot drown your sorrows in alcohol every single day!"

"Get out!" Pushing the woman away, the other said bitterly, "What else can I do if I don't drink? I, Ma Mingchang, am just a piece of trash. I have failed the imperial court, and I have failed the people of Chengzhou!"

"You are just a piece of trash, otherwise what did you think you were!"

Just at this moment, the old man pushed the door open and walked in, not even looking at Ma Mingchang, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.

When he saw this old man, Ma Mingchang, who was wearing the official uniform inside, stood up in a panic, looking at him with unease.

"What are you here for?"

"Of course, to come and see you, Prefect Ma. We are old acquaintances, what is with that expression of yours?"

While speaking, the old man looked Ma Mingchang up and down. "Oh my, still wearing your official uniform? Do you think this set of clothes can protect you?"

"Your imperial court is already too busy to look after itself; no one will come to save you. Now, I am the one who calls the shots here!"

"You!" Taking a deep breath and suppressing the anger and unease in his heart, Ma Mingchang then sat back down in a somewhat decadent manner.

"Do whatever you want, as long as you don't harm my family. I have done what you asked me to do; what else do you want?"

"Hey, Prefect Ma, that's not the right way to put it. What do you mean by 'what I asked you to do'? The two of us are clearly in a win-win cooperation. After all, I used to follow you!"

Walking to Ma Mingchang's side, the old man revealed a mocking smile, seemingly very willing to see this side of the other being fearful, terrified, unwilling, yet powerless.

The more it was like this, the more it made one feel excited. A Prefect of a province could be said to hold great power, but now, wasn't he just trembling at his feet?

Before, when he was by his side, he could only be careful and watch his expression every day.

But now the tables had turned; he had found a powerful backer, and everything was vastly different.

"Rest assured, Prefect Ma, I said that as long as you cooperate obediently, I won't kill you. I am a man of my word, but..."

While speaking, the old man looked at the wife beside him and casually pulled her into his arms.

"Let me go!" The old man's actions terrified Madam Ma; she tried to break free in horror, but it was all to no avail.

And Ma Mingchang's eyes were wide open, the rage in his eyes looking as if it would burn the person before him into ashes.

"Prefect Ma, I'm getting a little intimate with your wife; you don't have any objections, do you?"

"Cheng Moshu, you sycophantic villain, don't you go too far!"

"What if I do go too far? What do you think you are? Do you think you are still that glorious Prefect?"

Pinching Madam Ma's face and feeling the smoothness in his hand, Cheng Moshu couldn't help but marvel.

"Although Madam is your second wife, Prefect Ma, she must be over thirty this year, yet how is she still like a sixteen-year-old girl? This can't be blamed on me; it's only because you, Madam, are too charming. It was you who seduced me!"

"Cheng Moshu, I'll fight you to the death!"

"You?" With a kick, he knocked Ma Mingchang down and then stepped fiercely on his body.

"To tell you the truth, today, I am determined to taste Madam!"

"I'll also tell you, it's not just Madam. Your daughter and daughter-in-law, I have already tasted them. I have to say, although you, Ma Mingchang, are not much, your daughter and daughter-in-law are quite something!"

"You bastard!" Struggling to crawl up to fight for his life, Ma Mingchang's eyes were bloodshot. "I want to kill you, I want you to die!"

"Oh my, Prefect Ma has quite a temper today, but that only makes it more interesting!"

Stepping on him, Cheng Moshu pressed Madam Ma onto the table with one hand; the situation was already very clear.

This scene made Ma Mingchang's eyes split with rage; he wished he could tear the person before him into ten thousand pieces.

"Prefect Ma, I want you to watch carefully. Not only will I taste Madam, but I will taste her right in front of you. This is the price for you daring to resist!"

"Bang!" Just as Cheng Moshu finished speaking, before he could make a move, he felt a sudden, intense pain in his body, followed by a feeling of the world spinning, and then a sharp pain in his chest.

By the time he reacted, he was already being stepped on by someone. The pain coming from his body told him that his bones had likely all broken in several places.

Looking at this young man who had appeared out of nowhere, Cheng Moshu couldn't help but roar, "Who are you? Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know, so please tell me who you are?"

With a sudden force from the foot above him, Cheng Moshu only felt a massive weight pressing on his chest, and then it seemed as if something he couldn't suppress was about to burst out.

"Pfft!" The next moment, Cheng Moshu spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole person withered significantly.

He knew that this young man could knock him down in one move, so he could kill him in one move, and such an expert was definitely someone he could not afford to offend.

"You, who are you?"

"Prefect... Prefect Shen?" At this time, Ma Mingchang beside him seemed to react, looking at Shen Yu with some uncertainty. Afterward, a look of pleasant surprise appeared on his face.

"Are you Shen Yu, Lord Shen?"

"Shen, Shen Yu?" This name made Cheng Moshu widen his eyes, staring straight at Shen Yu, unable to speak for a long while.

"How could it be you, how could you come here!"