Otherworldly Companions: Every Handsome Man is Extraordinary

Chapter 130 The Exchange of Divine Messengers

"Got you." Fan Qingyin smiled and looked directly at Ren Kecheng.

“My servant arrived at the scene just now and only managed to save my wife’s servant. My wife could have been rescued with the help of her servant, but her servant was almost killed and she was successfully kidnapped by the pirates.”

"Do you know why this is, Lord Ren Kecheng?"

When Ren Kecheng saw his servants being pinned down and unable to move, he cursed them in his heart, "This useless piece of trash, this good-for-nothing who's more of a hindrance than a help."

It's all over.

Tears streaming down her face, she trembled with fear as she stared at the blade of light so close to her. Fan Qingyin's gentle voice sounded like a death knell.

"Why don't you speak? Can I take that, according to common knowledge, the servant's will is the master's will?"

As soon as Fan Qingyin finished speaking, everyone in the hall understood what had just happened. No wonder this divine envoy seemed like a different person after returning. If this had happened to them, they would probably hate this lord of the Ren family to the core as well.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I acted rudely before the Emperor, but there was a reason for it. I simply cannot allow the murderer who deliberately put my wife in danger and obstructed her rescue to live in this world." Fan Qingyin bowed slightly to the Emperor politely, but her words left no room for negotiation.

This madman is serious; he really wants his life!

Ren Kecheng was terrified. She suppressed her trembling and began to plead for help from everything she could think of: "Father, Mother, stop him! He's going to kill me!"

"Your Majesty, Lady Tinie, save me! Save me!"

Lady Tini herself was in dire straits, so she wouldn't bother with Ren Kecheng, while the Emperor was curious about just how far Fan Qingyin would go.

The only people who truly wanted to save Ren Kecheng were her parents.

Now that things have come to this, the evil deeds committed by his own daughter are beyond redemption. The persecution of two other noble women is an unforgivable crime.

But Ren Kecheng is also a precious woman, and even though she committed heinous crimes, she doesn't deserve to die. She can be punished however she pleases, and she can make amends as she pleases. Why must this divine messenger, Fan Qingyin, go to such lengths?

This doesn't do him any good either, does it?

Ren Kecheng's mother loved her daughter, but upon learning of the crimes her daughter had committed, she was furious and confused. Ren Kecheng's father, Ren Qing, had been in and out of office for many years and had long since figured things out. Therefore, although he appeared anxious, he was not flustered inside.

Fan Qingyin glanced at him, then suddenly realized, "So everyone thought I was joking, huh? They thought that was the end of it after I caught a spy?"

His smile vanished. "I told you, I'll settle these scores one by one, so it's a real shame. I was serious."

Without giving anyone time to react, she decisively waved her hand. Two dazzling blades of light instantly pierced between Madam Tini's and Ren Kecheng's eyebrows. The two felt a sharp pain, let out a scream, and then fell silent.

Ren Kecheng's mother let out a wail and fainted. Ren Qing's expression changed drastically, and he immediately rushed to his daughter's side. Even the emperor was startled and stood up.

"Qingyin!" Jiang Ren called out to him worriedly. Fan Qingyin turned her head and gave him a reassuring look, then looked at Ren Kecheng's dark servant, who was suppressed but restless, and said sarcastically, "She really is loyal. Do you think she will accompany you on the way to hell?"

He then took two steps forward and said loudly, "It's just a contract, everyone, there's no need to be nervous." His smile returned, but this time no one felt that he was as dignified and gentle as ever.

"Since His Majesty the Emperor has a good plan, I am willing to respect and trust it. As long as my wife can return safely, I believe that the lives of both of you are not in danger. It's just that they will have to exchange their own lives for my wife's spiritual strength."

"But Your Majesty, the rest of the unworthy men are not as distinguished as you two. I hope you can give me an explanation."

The emperor stared intently and noticed that the ends of the divine envoy's long, silvery-white hair had unknowingly been tinged with a soft pink. Even now, he maintained the demeanor of a divine envoy; he was truly a ruthless character, going to such lengths for Jiang Yu, burning his own life without batting an eye.

"I also bear some responsibility for this matter, Divine Envoy. Please rest assured, I will give you a satisfactory explanation," the Emperor said, then clapped his hands, and a person who was bound hand and foot was brought up.

"These troublemakers can be used to temporarily quell the envoy's anger."

The soldiers removed the black cloth covering the head of the person they brought up, revealing a stunningly beautiful face.

Zhong Qin adjusted to the light and quickly realized his predicament. Everyone looked at him as if he were a dead object. When he saw Mrs. Tinie lying unconscious to the side, his heart sank, and he knew that he had no chance of survival today.

He couldn't understand how his foolproof plan could have been exposed. Lady Tinie's power in the palace was practically absolute; how could she have been targeted when the pirates had already successfully entered?

He raised his androgynous face, tears streaming down his face, and looked at the emperor, completely ignoring the cruel and mocking gaze. He stammered, "Your Majesty, what exactly happened? What's wrong with my aunt? Is she unwell? Why is she unconscious?"

The emperor looked at him as if he were a beautiful but unnecessary toy: "You'd better worry about yourself for now."

"What gives you the confidence to dare stir up trouble in my royal court?" With that, he stood up, walked over to Zhong Qin, and looked at him slumped on the ground, like a flower that had fallen from a branch.

"Tsk, really good-looking. Is this all you've got? You've got guts, aren't you?" The emperor lifted his chin and looked him over carefully from side to side.

A misty rain welled up in Zhong Qin's eyes, and I murmured softly, my voice filled with pity, "Your Majesty..."

The emperor chuckled, then released his grip, slowly pulled a silk handkerchief from his robes, wiped his fingertips, and muttered to himself with disdain, "So dirty."

Zhong Qin's face turned pale. He knew that his attempt to win the emperor's favor with his beauty was futile. Only when his usually invincible trump card failed to work did he begin to feel genuine fear.

"It is truly rare for a lowly gardener's apprentice to win the love of a noble lord. Poor Lord Chen Xin is almost spending half of her assets to buy you a legitimate status."

The emperor looked down at her and said, "It's a pity that the greed of the wicked can never be redeemed by love. She is pitiful but deserves it. She is blind and heartless, falling in love with a man-eating flower without realizing it."

Zhong Qin said in disbelief, "How is this possible...?"

Is Chen Xin really going to marry him? How could that be? He's asked her more than once to help him fabricate an identity, but she's always brushed it off, hasn't she? She's always refused!

"You think the Forest Empire is my personal property, darling? You think I can just give you an identity like that?"

"Can't you be a little more patient? You're not a god, just wait a little longer!"

“Zhong Qin, you’re really too expensive.”

"Don't assume things, okay? Things aren't as simple as you think."

"..." She kept making excuses and refusing.

Zhong Qin lowered his head and finally remembered once again that eternally bright and radiant face, those eyes that always gazed at him with fervor, and that hand that always held his tightly.

He chuckled softly. Could such a simple and foolish person, so impatient and only interested in pleasure, actually be working step by step behind his back to make efforts for their future?

How could that be? It must be a lie.