Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Lu Jiu Que carried herself with an upright and trustworthy air, as well as a noble and frank personality. Moreover, coupled with that exquisite face and impeccably detached attitude, who dared to doubt her prestigious identity?
The crowd automatically took it upon themselves to find a reason to believe Lu Jiu Que. If he wasn’t actually an apostle of the Son of God, why else would he be so dazzling?
Yes, he had to be working under His Excellency, the Son of God, and traveling incognito.
The apostle of His Excellency, the Son of God, was indeed full of compassion and generosity… Blah blah blah…
But who would have known that standing right before them… was, in fact, a great big charlatan!
“This… Young Master Apostle, please wait for a moment. I… I will go and invite our lord out right away.”
With that, the houseboy, who was shivering and trembling, ran off.
It didn’t take long before a middle-aged man with sparkling eyes walked out. Dressed in a cyan robe, he had an imposing and dignified expression on his face.
The moment he laid eyes on Lu Jiu Que, he also froze slightly for a moment. Then he said, “Apostle of the Son of God, please show your token.”
Token?
What kind of a joke was this?! Of course, Lu Jiu Que didn’t have any token!
But given how thick-skinned Lu Jiu Que was, or should have been given her indifferent attitude, she would never give herself away.
She smiled faintly and said, “His Excellency, the Son of God, said it was best to keep a low profile regarding this situation at this time. After all, if we overly publicize this matter, it will affect the mood of the many young masters and ladies in there. It wouldn’t be good if this impeded their ability to perform up to their usual standard at the test tomorrow. After all, they are the future pillars of our Heavenly Divination Sect. For this reason, I cannot take out my token.”
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man was somewhat embarrassed and stuttered, “This…”
Lu Jiu Que continued to say, “Don’t worry, my lord. I’m just here to administer their treatment. After I’m done, I’ll leave. It won’t affect my lord or Yan Chai Hall at all, will it?”
The middle-aged man thought about it. That was right!
If the group of young masters and ladies in there could be cured of their illnesses, then everyone would be happy.
If the treatment wasn’t good enough, then it would be nothing more than maintaining the status quo.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said, “Apostle of the Son of God, please come inside!”
“My lord, how shall I address you?”
“I am Yue Mingtai.”
“Shopkeeper Yue.” Lu Jiu Que lifted the hem of her long robe and stepped into the place leisurely.
The moment that Lu Jiu Que entered Yan Chai Hall, the news that an apostle had arrived at Fish Dive City and was going to administer treatment for all the people in the Qing Yan Empire immediately went viral and spread like wildfire. Once again, this sleepless city was seething with excitement.
People were recklessly rushing to get in the vicinity of Yan Chai Hall, vying with each other just to catch a glimpse of the appearance of an apostle of the Son of God.
After all, they would never have the chance to see the Son of God. Being able to see his apostle would have to do.
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As soon as she stepped into Yan Chai Hall, Lu Jiu Que could hear the anguished moans of pain, as well as the anxious cries of other people, filling the entire hall. This made the entire Yan Chai Hall seem unbearably crowded.
The depressing and gloomy atmosphere made it seem as though the sky was about to fall down at any moment.
But these young masters and ladies of distinguished, noble statuses were all lying on soft couches at the moment, looking like rows of salted fish laid out in the sun to dry. Was there even a tad of their usual pomp and splendor to be found?
Shopkeeper Yue took two steps forward. There was a man standing inside the big hall who wore silver armor, had a steel blade hung on his waist, and exuded an air of righteousness. Shopkeeper Yue cupped one fist in the other to salute the man and said, “General Ye, there’s a young master here who may be able to help all the young gentlemen and ladies here. I wonder if you would like to meet him?”
This General Ye was none other than Ye Jingfeng, Ye Hui’s father. This time around, he was the person in charge of escorting all the privileged children of noble families to the city to take part in the test.
In other words, if they were to meet with an unfortunate situation, he was the first one held accountable.
This was why, at this time, Ye Jingfeng, who had found himself in a terrible situation, was very much on edge.