The Protagonist is Always Intimidating Me - Chapter 47

“Enough!” The elder of Yinchen Hall slammed the table forcefully, causing the peachwood table to shatter into pieces under his hand. “A male pet is just a male pet! Even if he rises in status, he’s still of such a lowly character!”

Mo Lengsui furrowed his brows slightly, his stern expression showing little change. He turned to Mo Yu, asking, “Are they having an internal dispute?”

“……” Mo Yu was taken aback. “Where did you even come up with that conclusion?!”

“From there. A male pet rising up, lacking strength, like mud that can’t stick to the wall.” Mo Lengsui casually glanced at Feng Suiling. “So, why is the elder of Yinchen Hall berating their Guard Captain right in front of us?”

“……” Mo Lei pondered briefly, “Maybe he disapproves of it?”

“Oh, I see.” Mo Lengsui nodded continuously, signaling his understanding.

The elder of Yinchen Hall: “……”

Feng Suiling: “……”

“How much longer are you going to keep denying it?!” Feng Qingxuan stood up, his handsome face brimming with anger. “A corpse was found in Xingge Tower! And the Xingge Hall guards stationed there have disappeared. Are you going to deny that your Xingge Hall arranged this to frame our Yinchen Hall?”

Just as Feng Qingxuan finished speaking, Mo Jiuge returned from outside. He pushed the door open and, seeing the situation, paused only for a second. His tea-colored eyes swept across the members of Yinchen Hall before landing on Bai Meng.

“I’ve prepared the carriage. When do we set off?”

“Leave? Without a clear explanation, no one is going anywhere!” Feng Qingxuan, enraged, interrupted Bai Meng and Mo Hankui, immediately ordering his men. Instantly, the entire inn was surrounded by Yinchen Hall’s guard team, and many curious townsfolk outside began to take notice.

Bai Meng touched his smooth chin with one hand, maintaining his usual calm smile on his refined face. He glanced around at the armed guards ready for battle, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

Strange…

Although Feng Qingxuan in the original story was both mentally retarded and melodramatic, orchestrating everything and coming up with any random excuse to surround people like this didn’t seem like something he could have devised…

It had to be Feng Suiling…

If you want to play, I’ll play along!

A glimmer of determination flashed through Bai Meng’s dark eyes, vanishing as quickly as it appeared.

“What is the meaning of this?”

Mo Hankui’s cold gaze fell upon the surrounding Yinchen Hall guards, his thin lips slightly parting, emitting a tone of unyielding frostiness, “If you don’t step aside, I’ll see to it that you remain here forever.”

“Isn’t Hall Master Mo Hankui being overly tyrannical?” Feng Suiling stepped forward, a look of deep grievance clouding his delicate features.

Mo Hankui coldly cast him a glance. “Are you even in a position to speak?”

“……” Feng Suiling’s expression darkened momentarily. Although he quickly composed himself and others didn’t notice, Bai Meng, who had been watching him closely, caught it. Bai Meng stayed silent, but his mind suddenly flooded with countless thoughts.

“Hall Master Mo Hankui… Please, cease this.” Feng Suiling took a few steps back, his face retaining a facade of forced resilience. “Back when Yinchen Hall was responsible for guarding the Abyss, you rushed over, claiming you wanted to help. Later, however, I was ambushed by some unknown person and imprisoned until I was finally released. Now that it’s Xingge Hall’s turn to guard the Abyss, Elder Lan Wei has died in your Xingge Tower, and the guards of Xingge Hall are nowhere to be found…”

He must not continue speaking!

A scene from the original story suddenly flashed through Bai Meng’s mind, causing his pupils to contract sharply.

[“Back when Yinchen Hall was responsible for guarding the Abyss, you rushed over, claiming you were there to assist. But soon after, I was ambushed by someone unknown and imprisoned until I was finally freed. Now that it’s your Xingge Hall’s turn to guard the Abyss, Elder Lan Wei was assassinated, nearly perishing, yet Hall Master Mo Hankui, you were supposed to be by Elder Lan Wei’s side. How could such an ‘accident’ happen…

So…

We suspect that you, Hall Master Mo Hankui, may have something to do with ‘Tian Cheng’!”

Once Feng Suiling finished speaking, a clamor of outraged voices erupted from the crowd. The murmurs grew louder until some people even began shouting openly for Mo Hankui to be put to death.

“People of Tian Cheng! They must not be allowed to lurk in this world—none should be left alive!”

A torrent of vicious insults surged forward like waves, sharp and penetrating, while Mo Hankui stood there, gazing into an unseen distance with his gray eyes.

He understood the crowd’s fervor. Tian Cheng’s followers were traitors to the dynasty, their subterfuge and rebellion presenting a constant, deadly threat to beastmen. The universal outrage was no surprise…

Such an “accusation” was almost fittingly humiliating for him…

A Tian Cheng spy…

He should be damned…

Damned…

…He hoped for redemption, but he could no longer remember, could not find it, and could only let these waves of malice drown him.

—Where are you, my once beloved?]

—Excerpt from “In the Midst of Calamity”.