Chapter 1911 Audience

Su Mo looked at the girl before him, torn between wanting to be passionate and not wanting to appear too ostentatious.

His expression was somewhat peculiar.

After she finished speaking, Su Mo then lightly said:

"Miss, your words... truly make one feel ashamed.

"I, as a mere martial artist, how dare I covet dominion over the world?"

"How is it coveting?"

Qu Hongzhuang hurriedly said:

"You belong to the Da Xuan Imperial Family!

"This world is rightfully yours!!"

Su Mo’s face suddenly became somber.

Qu Hongzhuang had been carefully observing Su Mo’s expression, and upon seeing this, her face turned pale:

"This subordinate... this subordinate acknowledges my mistake."

Su Mo sighed and waved his hand:

"Forget it, let the brothers come out and eat something together.

"Since we’ve come, there’s no need to hide. Join me in the journey.

"As for the rest, we’ll discuss it when we meet the Taoist Master."

"Yes, thank you, Your Highness!"

Qu Hongzhuang was overjoyed.

However, she still dared not let her men come out to eat with Su Mo.

In the end, she took a few pieces of meat, called her men out, let them share, and said it was a reward from His Highness.

After finishing the meal, Qu Hongzhuang volunteered to stand guard around them.

Wei Ziyi leaned against Su Mo, glanced at Qu Hongzhuang who stood in the distance, and whispered:

"The Imperial Dao seems to be putting up quite a show.

"Do you think they truly want to make you king?

"Or is there another purpose?"

Su Mo reached out and pinched Wei Ziyi’s nose:

"Since you say this, it’s clear you have your own opinion. Why not share it with me?"

"Me?"

Wei Ziyi thought for a moment:

"I just feel that the way Qu Hongzhuang looks at you is strange."

"Oh?"

Su Mo was taken aback:

"How is it strange?"

"Although she doesn’t show it, her face is full of the words ’offering herself to you’.

"I fear that with just a small gesture, she’d crawl into your bed, letting you do as you please."

Wei Ziyi spoke in a low voice.

Su Mo’s expression became strange:

"What kind of doing as I please? Would Miss Wei care to elaborate?"

"It’s just..."

Wei Ziyi was about to rack her brains, trying to recall some scenes from the little booklets she secretly read to broaden Su Mo’s horizons.

But then she thought, this isn’t right...

Not to mention, Su Mo is already married.

Constantly affectionate with Sister Yun, even closing doors in broad daylight just to misbehave.

Before marriage, he often dallied among flowers.

Yang Xiaoyun dragging him out of the brothel and beating him on the street was a well-known event in Luoxia City.

Of course, nowadays when people mention Su Mo, they naturally give a thumbs-up.

But around dinner tables, these past events are always brought up for nostalgic chatter.

Su Mo’s knowledge far surpasses those vague little booklets.

This was clearly a playful tease at her expense.

Unable to hold back, Wei Ziyi gave Su Mo an exasperated glare, unintentionally exuding a charm she was unaware of:

"If you keep bullying me like this, watch out when I go back and complain to Sister Yun."

Su Mo chuckled softly:

"Then go ahead and tell her, I’m now as a dead pig unafraid of boiling water."

"Dead pig..."

Wei Ziyi burst into laughter.

She pinched Su Mo’s waist hard, but ended up hurting her own fingers, then rubbed her fingers and gave Su Mo a reproachful look, gently saying:

"Anyway, I just feel this Qu Hongzhuang has an ulterior motive.

"Otherwise, why didn’t Cheng Zhenlu come? Why send her instead?

"As one of the Four Saints, she may indeed have unique martial arts skills.

"But to claim she can protect you fully... even the Taoist Master wouldn’t speak that way.

"On what grounds?

"I guess the intention is not in the wine.

"Most likely, the Taoist Master knows you’re a lover of beauties and plans to use the beauty trap on you."

"...They must really think highly of me."

Su Mo laughed wryly:

"In all my time in the Jianghu, I’ve seen every strategy, except the beauty trap hasn’t been used on me."

"Do you want to taste the feeling of a beauty trap then?"

Wei Ziyi glared at Su Mo.

"That... really isn’t necessary."

Su Mo shook his head repeatedly.

"Lucky you’re sensible, otherwise, I’d lodge a complaint with Sister Yun and let’s see if you’d cry or not."

Wei Ziyi snorted, leaned back closer to Su Mo, and then said:

"Ultimately, I just think she doesn’t have good intentions."

Su Mo smiled:

"Don’t worry, I have my own plans.

"No matter what the Taoist Master wants, he can only go about it gradually now.

"At least for now, everything will become very stable."

"Mm."

Wei Ziyi nodded gently.

The night passed peacefully, and from the next day, Qu Hongzhuang followed the two of them.

Whether she was truly there to execute a beauty trap, as Wei Ziyi suggested, was still hard to tell.

But she was undoubtedly dedicated.

Su Mo and Wei Ziyi naturally wouldn’t easily order others around.

Yet, she actively fetched water, scouted, kept watch, and did everything she was supposed to.

Making their journey considerably easier.

Though there were occasional troubles along the way.

After all, with several carriages on Su Mo’s side, it was difficult to manage.

They were an easy target for others.

But those people truly miscalculated.

Before Su Mo even lifted a finger, Qu Hongzhuang’s men had already taken them down.

Such people never appeared before Su Mo again.

As they traveled, the Imperial Dao’s men cleared the path ahead of them.