2081 Forcibly Detaining Them?

Fairy Huanghe looked at Madam née Feng in distress, and then she looked up at Fairy Lingfei. She hastily grabbed Fairy Lingfei's sleeve and shouted, "Why? Why does Master have to shoot at behind them behind their backs!"

"Shut up!" Fairy Lingfei angrily flung aside her hand. She rebuked, "You just believe what other people tell you? Did you see Master shoot at them behind their backs with your own eyes?!"

Fairy Huanghe hung her head. Just as she was about to help Madam née Feng, Fairy Lingfei slapped away her hand again.

"How dare you act so arrogantly in the Shuntian Prefecture! What exactly is your background?" Fairy Lingfei hollered, "But no matter what background you have, anyone who attacks our Shuntian Prefecture and even dares to wound our lady of the house will only meet with death!"

At this time, Shuntian Prefecture's prefecture lord was also standing sullenly behind everybody with his hands behind his back.

The official mansion's main hall was encircled densely by layer upon layer of guards.

From a rough estimate, Shuntian Prefecture had actually mobilized a thousand people.

"Prefecture Lord, there is room for discussion." Third Young Lady Mu, Mu Rouke, pressed her lips together and suddenly walked to the center of the main hall with a flick of her sleeves. She stood in front of Qiao Mu and her party and bowed toward Geng Pengcheng. "The prefecture lord must have heard what the Vassal Prince of Jianping has said! This… is our crown prince of the Divine Province, His Highness Mo Lian! You cannot do this. Quickly recall your troops! Do not let the misunderstanding continue to deepen."

Mu Rouke gestured to Shuntian Prefecture's Prefecture Lord Geng Pengcheng with her gaze, and she communicated by voice transmission: If His Highness the Crown Prince gets wounded at all, you will not be able to withstand the emperor's wrath! Besides, from the looks of it now, you simply are not the crown prince and his party's match at all! Why forcibly detain them when it will result in a mutually destructive outcome!

The Vassal Prince of Jianping had been clamoring so loudly with his obsequious mannerisms that Shuntian Prefecture's Prefecture Lord Geng Pengcheng had naturally seen it too.

He already understood by now why it was so difficult to search for information about the people around Qiao Mu. It turned out that that young man in ink-colored clothes was His Highness the Crown Prince of the Divine Province.

Yet what he could find out was only limited to his identity as the crown prince of Sikong Planet's Mo Kingdom.

Geng Pengcheng naturally wouldn't care about the crown prince of a kingdom from the Lower Star Domain.

Of course, he had been perplexed about why this crown prince's cultivation was so high, but further investigations turned up empty.

He didn't expect, didn't expect this person to actually be…

The crown prince of the Divine Province!

Geng Pengcheng took a deep breath. He felt that he needed some time to organize his thoughts.

Forget it, he was the crown prince of the Divine Province after all. As Third Young Lady Mu mentioned, it was absolutely not realistic to still forcibly detain them. Not only that, it was also asking for trouble.

Geng Pengcheng sternly waved his hand, signaling for the rows of Shuntian Prefecture guards surrounding the main hall to back several dozen meters away.

An oval area opened up in the middle where Mo Lian, Qiao Mu, Feng Chen, the Little Despot, and the others stood, staring at this prefecture lord with varied expressions.

"Prefecture Lord!" Fairy Lingfei couldn't resist shouting, "You are just going to let things go like this? Then how about Master and her injuries?"

Passionless Palace's palace master did not faint for too long. She had already stirred awake and was looking at her husband, Geng Pengcheng.

Geng Pengcheng contemplated for a moment before declaring, "Lingfei, there have been many misunderstandings in this matter. The attacks just now had been chaotic and somehow caught your master in the crossfire."

Fairy Lingfei clenched her fists and wanted to say something else, but Madam née Feng held her back, so she could only restrain her anger.