Protect Our Chief

Chapter 787 - 8 Girls Are Too Scary (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Protect Our Chief

Chapter 787 - 8 Girls Are Too Scary (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

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Chapter 787: Chapter 8 Girls Are Too Scary (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

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Half an hour later.

Qingluo Acropolis City Guardian’s Mansion, prison interrogation room.

In the spacious interrogation room, only Wang Anye and Wu Yiluo remained.

The soldiers and guards from the patrol camp were guarding outside, ready to rush in at a call.

This was Wang Anye’s way of practicing interrogation skills that he had learned. Since he had free time, he figured he might as well contribute to Daqian’s public security.

Wang Anye sat upright at the interrogation table, staring eye to eye with the little beggar Wu Yiluo, who was confined within the bars.

"On what grounds do you say I’m a fugitive?" Wu Yiluo was angry, her eyes wide open, full of defiance. "Do you even understand Daqian Law?"

"Daqian Law? It’s a compulsory course at the Wang Clan Academy," Wang Anye said solemnly, "As a sixth-grade noble descendant personally appointed by His Majesty, I have both the power and the duty to assist the government in maintaining local order, capturing criminals, clearing out bandits, and ensuring the safety of the people."

"Moreover, I merely said you looked suspicious, suspected to be a fugitive. If, after interrogation and investigation, you’re proven innocent, I’ll naturally release you and may even offer some compensation."

"Who wants your compensation?" Wu Yiluo rolled her eyes. "Which of your eyes saw that I might be a fugitive? If you can’t explain it, I definitely won’t let it slide."

"First, your skin is fair and delicate, not what a street beggar exposed to wind and rain should look like. Moreover, though your clothes are worn out, they don’t smell, and it can be seen that they were originally made of good material from Zhou’s Clothing Shop, just altered into this state." Wang Anye said calmly.

"Who said beggars have to look the way you think? Maybe I’m new to the trade... and haven’t yet officially become a beggar." Wu Yiluo countered defiantly.

Wang Anye ignored her, staying calm and continuing his analysis: "Second, you’re wearing a storage ring on your chest. As is known, the cheapest storage ring costs at least twenty to thirty thousand Qian Gold, and yours is an upper grade spiritual artifact level storage ring, worth no less than four hundred thousand Qian Gold."

"You, you... how do you know?" Wu Yiluo was stunned, incredulous.

This was too amazing; even the storage ring’s grade is known!

"When we hugged, it pressed against my chest bone, so I casually took it out for a look. Although that storage ring’s quality is far inferior to the top-grade spirit storage ring [Endless Abyss] given by my great-grandfather, it’s still not ordinary."

Pressed, pressed against?

And casually took it out for a look?

Wu Yiluo’s small body swayed, her vision went dark, and she quickly hugged her chest, unable to resist cursing: "You, you pervert!"

Wang Anye gave her a puzzled look.

Just took out your ring to look, why does that make me a pervert?

He continued, "Additionally, your right sleeve is longer, and you’re wearing a bracelet on your wrist, made from superior green crystal jade, a little spirit treasure. And your belt..."

Seeing his tendency to go more and more off-script, Wu Yiluo couldn’t take it anymore. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Enough!" She stomped angrily, "I admit my disguise isn’t good enough, but I’m really not a fugitive."

Inside, she was both annoyed and embarrassed; if he kept going, he might even name the color of her undergarments. To think she was somewhat moved when they met earlier, she was furious with herself.

"So, saying you’re not a fugitive is not up to you." Wang Anye slapped the table, imitating adults as he sternly shouted, "If you’re not a fugitive, why act so sneaky? Afraid of being caught? Speak your name, place of origin, and offenses truthfully!"

"Okay, okay, there’s no point hiding it now, I’ll come clean." Wu Yiluo glared at him, "My surname is Wu, and I’m the Little Princess from the Prince’s Mansion. I disguised myself to come to Qingluo Acropolis to relax without those annoying guards following."

Wang Anye raised an eyebrow, clasping his hands respectfully, "Oh~ so it’s the Little Princess herself, pardon my lack of manners."

"Hmph, scared now? If you’re scared, let me go." Wu Yiluo waved her hand, "Considering your ignorance is not a crime, this Little Princess will be magnanimous and let it slide."

"Heh~ Are you a monkey? You’re really good at climbing up the pole." Wang Anye’s face suddenly turned cold, mocking as he sneered, "A theft suspect like you daring to impersonate the Little Princess? If you’re the Little Princess, I’m the Great Prince, call me ancestor and let me hear."

"You... how dare you! Insult my father, the Prince!"

Wu Yiluo was so angry her face flushed red, her patience finally reaching its limit.

She kicked open the bars in front of her, her figure blurred, and in an instant, she was in front of Wang Anye, her small fist clenched, punching at his chest.

As she moved, the effects of the breath concealing little spirit treasure or secret technique dissipated from her body, and the aura of a Black Tortoise cultivator surged out, even causing the surrounding air to ripple.

"Oh? Turns out to be a Qi Refining Realm third-layer expert?" Wang Anye was not alarmed but delighted, also clenched his little fist and directly met her punch, "Such cultivation at a young age, looks like your bloodline talent isn’t low, no wonder you’re so bold. Come on, come on, let your Brother An Ye teach you a lesson."

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