Chapter 1153: The Royal Guards Turned Their Backs On Him
Chapter 1153: Chapter 1153: The Royal Guards Turned Their Backs On Him
Unfortunately for him, Bai Xifeng had walked through that door before he could get what he wanted. And now, instead of seizing the magical Spiritual Qi Tea, this fat, bald fool was standing face-to-face with the single most dangerous, unforgiving nightmare he could have ever managed to provoke.
The bald, fat man turned toward the Royal Guards, his bloated face still contorted with sheer anger and disbelief.
"You fools! Didn’t you hear my direct command?! Seize this crazy girl immediately!" The bald, fat man shouted again, his voice cracking as he pointed a trembling, accusing finger at Bai Xifeng.
Captain Sir Jun took a heavy step forward.
Seeing the officer move, the bald, fat man naturally assumed that the Royal Guards had finally come to their senses and decided to obey his noble command. In his mind, Captain Sir Jun was stepping up to arrest Bai Xifeng, slap her in iron chains, and drag her away to the dungeon for daring to lay a hand on him.
However, the scenario he had envisioned in his head never came to pass.
Instead of approaching Bai Xifeng, Captain Sir Jun marched straight up to the bald, fat man, pulled back his armoured arm, and delivered a brutal, stinging slap right across his jaw.
SMACK!
The heavy impact echoed through the room, and the bald, fat man was left completely dumbfounded.
A look of total, dazed confusion washed over his face as he stared blankly at the captain of the Royal Guards. He could hardly process what had just happened. Why on earth had the guard captain slapped him instead of arresting the violent woman?!
He stared at Captain Sir Jun as if desperately demanding a logical explanation, but his mind was far too shattered by the sudden betrayal to form a coherent sentence.
"Y-You... how dare you..." The bald, fat man managed to wheeze out.
"Shut your damn mouth!" Captain Sir Jun glared at him with icy disdain, making it abundantly clear that he had zero intention of listening to another word of his arrogant nonsense.
After sternly putting the fool in his place, Captain Sir Jun immediately turned back around to face Bai Xifeng. The harsh scowl on his face instantly vanished, replaced by an expression of deep, humble respect as he addressed her.
"Young Lady Bai, please forgive us for failing to prevent this disgusting disturbance. We will drag this nuisance out of your sight immediately." Captain Sir Jun stated, bowing his head politely.
Bai Xifeng did not even bother to give a verbal reply. She merely raised her hand and gave a lazy flick of her wrist, gesturing for them to hurry up and get lost.
Captain Sir Jun let out a massive, quiet sigh of relief, deeply grateful that Bai Xifeng had not decided to vent her temper on him or his men. He immediately turned and signalled to his subordinates, barking out orders for them to drag the unlucky bald, fat man out of the teahouse before the situation could spiral into an even bigger disaster.
The Royal Guards promptly obeyed, grabbing the heavy man by his arms to haul him away.
However, before they could take more than a few steps toward the exit, Bai Xifeng’s clear, ringing voice echoed through the hallway.
"Hold on a second. Wait a minute." Bai Xifeng said.
Captain Sir Jun froze dead in his tracks, instantly whipping around to face her once more.
"Yes, Young Lady Bai! Is there something else you require of us?" Captain Sir Jun asked with utmost deference, his posture straightening like a ramrod.
Bai Xifeng did not answer right away. Instead, she took slow, unhurried steps toward the bald, fat man, who was currently pinned between two sturdy Royal Guards. She stood in front of him, scanning him slowly from head to toe with a calculating look.
Even after being caught in such an embarrassing, humiliating predicament, the bald, fat fool still held that stubborn, arrogant scowl on his greasy face. Although he had just been slapped by Captain Sir Jun, his delusional mind still believed that his sister’s royal concubine status would eventually allow him to turn the tables and crush everyone in this room.
Unfortunately for him, Bai Xifeng had zero interest in granting him another second to harbour his pathetic delusions. She raised her right hand and delivered a roaring, bone-shattering slap straight across his face.
SMACK!
The blow was so shockingly powerful that a spray of blood and several of the bald, fat man’s teeth flew straight out of his mouth, clattering onto the hardwood floor.
Everyone in the room was stunned into dead silence once again.
The bald, fat man staggered violently in place, instantly clapping a trembling hand over his bleeding mouth while pointing his other hand at Bai Xifeng. His eyes bulged in pure, unadulterated shock, and his entire body shook uncontrollably from the violent blend of excruciating pain and humiliation.
"Y-You... You... You actually dare to hit me again?!" The bald, fat man spat out in a slurred, trembling voice, coughing up blood.
Bai Xifeng looked down at him with an ice-cold, predatory gaze, devoid of even a drop of human sympathy.
"Consider it payback, you trash." Bai Xifeng stated in an utterly flat, indifferent tone. "You had the absolute nerve to waltz into my personal establishment and demand that my manager surrender the confidential rights to my Spiritual Qi Tea. You even dared to threaten my people, boasting that you’d have her dragged off and sold to the Slaves Department. Who the hell do you actually think you are?"
She paused for a brief second, letting out a sharp, disdainful snort. "Hmph! At the end of the day, you are nothing more than the low-class brother of an obscure imperial concubine. What on earth do you possibly have to be so damn proud of?!"