The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl

Chapter 220: Friends

Water and food?

Murong Ziyue was slightly taken aback, not understanding why the little girl would say such a thing.

Murong Ziyue was not lacking in strength, but she was naively pure-hearted. Before coming to Purple Cloud City, she had never known what malevolence people were capable of.

She wanted to inquire further, but who knew that the group, seeing that Xin Lin and her siblings wouldn’t give way, without a word began to grab Little Xinzhuo and Xin Lin, attempting to forcefully cut in line.

"You people are being too bullying!"

Little Xinzhuo’s face flushed with anger.

Everyone has a temper, and if it hadn’t been for their mother’s earlier admonition to stay calm and cautious, he would have already made a move.

Little Xinzhuo formed a Spiritual Formula with his hand, ready to teach this group of officials’ children a lesson.

"Ah Zhuo."

Xin Lin gave Little Xinzhuo a look, her gaze quickly scanning the surroundings.

The commotion here had attracted the attention of many people, some of whom had even stopped registering and were just watching them.

The Empress seemed to have ceased her aggression, but Xin Lin thought it was just a stalling tactic. The Empress, having been "wounded by a hidden arrow" from her, would not let things rest. It was very possible that her people were lurking in the shadows.

If Little Xinzhuo made a move now, they could very well be discovered.

Before the results of the Zixiao Palace Exam were announced, they needed to be as careful as possible.

"Get lost."

The young masters and misses shoved Xin Lin and her brother aside, causing the siblings to stagger and nearly fall to the ground.

"Stop!"

Murong Ziyue could not stand by and watch; she reached out to grab the golden-clothed youth who was pushing Xin Lin and the others.

"You brat, I told you to get lost."

The golden-clothed youth had an arrogant face, intent on shoving Murong Ziyue away as well, but when he pushed, the seemingly frail girl did not budge an inch.

"The hell! I don’t believe this; even I could not deal with you. You guys, come together and throw these low-grade people out!"

The golden-clothed youth waved his hand, and the youths beside him swarmed forward.

Several of the youths were clearly Martial Artists, each with adept movement techniques, grabbing at Murong Ziyue’s wrists and shoulders, trying to subdue her.

But as Murong Ziyue was being grabbed, a surge of True Qi suddenly shot out from within her, causing the girls who touched her to feel as if something had stung their hands, their palms numbing instantly and they hastily withdrew them.

Seeing this, a ruthless light flickered in the eyes of the golden-clothed youth as his hand reached into his bosom.

"What is all the noise about?"

At the front of the line, the Imperial Guard Captain approached.

The golden-clothed youth reluctantly put away whatever he had in his bosom.

"Captain Qin, I am Jin Chen, the son of Grandmaster Jin. These commoners are brawling in public, especially her, trying to stir up trouble with us. They should be disqualified."

The golden-clothed youth, recognizing the Imperial Guard Captain and relying on the fact they were acquaintances, quickly revealed his identity and preemptively complained, playing the role of the one wronged.

The golden-clothed youth saw that Murong Ziyue was skilled and that even his companions together could not subdue her, which meant that her strength was at least that of a Dark Martial Artist Second Rank or even higher.

He himself was a Dark Martial Artist Second Rank, and if this woman participated in the Zixiao Palace Exam, she would surely become his competitor. He intended to strike first and get Murong Ziyue disqualified directly.

"It was they who cut in line first and hit us siblings. This sister merely saw injustice and helped us out."

Little Xinzhuo was filled with righteous indignation.

These people were simply too shameless.

"Little ghost, if you spout nonsense again, be careful of your dog life."

Jin Chen had an air of arrogance.

His father was Grandmaster Jin, the favored minister of Emperor Longteng, and even the Imperial Guard Captain had to show him some courtesy.

These three low-grade persons, just wait to be disqualified!