Fantasy: Empress Wife, Cute Kids Cause Havoc in Jiuzhou

Chapter 261: Naughty Kid, You Took Something You Shouldn't Have



Chu Xin and Chu Chen simultaneously turned their heads to see a short, plump man with a resemblance to Long Yufan in his brows yet whose eyes held a hint of darkness, standing with his hands behind his back in the void.

"State Governor!"

Nine guards hurriedly got up to pay their respects.

The Desolate State Governor, Long Yutu?

Jin Hong slightly lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the man.

Having served as the State Governor in Cangzhou for so many years, he naturally knew the relationship between Cangzhou and the Desolate State. Once his identity was exposed, the Cangzhou State Governor might come directly to the Desolate State.

Long Yutu waved his hand, letting the injured guards step back, then glanced at Jin Hong before ignoring him and began closely observing Chu Xin and Chu Chen.

"Are you the two troublemakers who caused havoc in Cangzhou?"

He asked with interest.

"No!"

Chu Xin and Chu Chen shook their heads hurriedly, then each held one of Jin Hong's hands, one on the left and one on the right. Chu Xin, with an innocent face, said, "We followed our uncle here from Thunder State to play in the Desolate State. We don't know who those troublemakers in Cangzhou are."

Chu Chen echoed, "We've never been to Cangzhou."

Jin Hong's mouth twitched, speechless.

"Is he your uncle?"

Long Yutu then took another look at Jin Hong, a glint in his eye, and smiled, "Now I remember. You seem to be the State Governor of Cangzhou, right? I've seen you a few times in Cangzhou. It's quite the coincidence that all the people my younger brother wants are here, gathered in one place. Now I don't have to look for each of them individually."

Jin Hong, realizing he had been recognized, sighed slightly, and paid his respects with a salute, "I've seen the State Governor. The Cangzhou State Governor is willing to collude with evil forces; does the Desolate State Governor really intend to abet tyranny?"

Long Yutu smiled indifferently and said, "Is that so? That's different from what I've heard. My younger brother told me you betrayed Cangzhou and colluded with evil forces. Should I believe you, or should I believe him?"

Jin Hong was at a loss for words.

In terms of closeness, he, the former State Governor of Cangzhou, could not compare to two State Governors who were brothers after all.

Long Yutu gave a slight smile, turned his head to look at Chu Xin and Chu Chen, and said, "My younger brother mentioned that you took something you shouldn't have?"

Chu Chen tugged at Chu Xin's sleeve, puzzled, and asked, "Sister, what is the thing we shouldn't have taken?"

"I don't know."

Chu Xin tilted her little head in thought, shook her head, and said sweetly, "They tricked us. We emptied their treasures. Father said this is called give and take. All those things were ours to take. It seems there's nothing we shouldn't have taken."

Jin Hong was speechless. Was give and take supposed to be used like this? Is that what their father usually taught? Anyway, he didn't believe it.

Long Yutu was also startled, shocked by the children's logic, and after a moment, chuckled dryly, "Indeed, trouble makers. Fine, I'll take it myself."

With that, he raised his hand, applying force across the void. Endless Rule Power surged, condensing into an immense Rule Giant Hand in the air, slowly descending.

At that moment, the entire void seemed to be restrained by the Rule Giant Hand, leaving no room to escape.

Jin Hong's face turned deathly pale. He wasn't facing a Martial Emperor for the first time, but this one, being more powerful than the Cangzhou State Governor, left him feeling even more powerless.

It seemed he was truly done for this time.

If only he had known not to follow these two youngsters.

He still hadn't sent back the intelligence on Cangzhou to the Central State, hadn't completed his mission. He couldn't afford to die now.

"Let's go!"

Chu Xin called out sweetly.

Leave?

Under a late-stage attack from a Martial Emperor, how could they escape?

Jin Hong didn't react because he was well aware that escaping from an attack by a late-stage Martial Emperor was impossible.

"Uncle, what are you daydreaming about?"

Chu Chen pulled at Jin Hong. Before he could respond, they had disappeared from their original spot, appearing inside the Divine Coffin Space.

"Where am I?"

Jin Hong looked around in astonishment, the place was eerily empty, well, no, there was a piglet, palm-sized and sleeping.

"This is inside my Divine Coffin,"

Chu Xin giggled, then calmly took out a phoenix-shaped mask and put it on her face. With a wave of her snow-white hand, the Divine Coffin shot through the air and disappeared.

"A coffin?"

Long Yutu paused, then snorted coldly and reached out his hand. A massive hand made of Rule Power traveled through the void and instantly grabbed the Divine Coffin, now thousands of miles away, immobilizing it in mid-air.

Immediately after, his body flickered, and in an instant, he appeared in front of the Divine Coffin, examining it closely.

"This coffin is interesting; it can actually block the Emperor's Thought?"

Long Yutu muttered to himself eyes twinkling with an unusual light. He laughed and yelled, "You brats, come out. You can't escape from me."

"I'm not coming out. What are you going to do, bite me?"

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"Hmph!"

Long Yutu snorted coldly, raised his hand, and punched the air, carrying boundless Rule Power.

With a thunderous roar, the punch condensed from Rule Power smashed into the Divine Coffin, causing a deafening noise. Gold Divine Runes flickered on the coffin, which shook slightly but that was all.

"Huh?"

Long Yutu exclaimed softly, his face showing a trace of surprise. Although he hadn't used his full strength, he was a Martial Emperor in the Late Stage; even an Early Stage Martial Emperor wouldn't dare to take his punch head-on. Yet, the coffin remained intact?

"I want to see how long this coffin can hold up."

He snorted coldly again and launched another punch, this time with ten times more power than the previous one.

Another loud noise resounded, Divine Runes on the coffin flickered more frequently, and it shook more violently, but ultimately, it still held up.

"This coffin has incredibly strong defenses."

This time, Long Yutu was genuinely shocked. He had used his full strength in that last punch and still couldn't break the coffin.

"Again!"

He got angry, determined to smash the coffin to pieces.

A pair of boxing gloves appeared on his hands, sparkling with immensely concentrated Rule Power. They were his Emperor's Artifact, a Top Grade Emperor's Artifact, the Futu Fist.

The martial art he practiced was the matching Futu Fist, which was extremely powerful.

He had once killed an Early Stage Martial Emperor with a single punch, earning his fame in one battle and being titled the Great Futu Emperor.

"Break!"

He roared furiously, throwing punches consecutively, resulting in two more loud bangs. The Divine Coffin was sent flying hundreds of miles, the Divine Runes nearly extinguished, yet the coffin still didn't shatter.

"This bastard is really powerful,"

Inside the Divine Coffin, feeling the terrifying recoil, Chu Xin shook her numb hands and grimaced.

"He seems much more powerful than Lei Zhan and the others,"

Chu Chen nodded in agreement.

Powerful?

That was a Martial Emperor in the Late Stage, and he had even used an Emperor's Artifact, attacking with full force. The lethality was terrifying.

Jin Hong watched the projection screen in front of him, internally exclaiming, but at the same time, incredibly shocked. What exactly was this coffin? It could block a late-stage Martial Emperor's full-force attack, which was utterly baffling.

Could it be that this coffin is a Divine Artifact?

At that thought, Jin Hong's pupils constricted, his face filled with horror.


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