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Chapter 387 Understanding
In the blink of an eye, the carriage arrived at the gate of Fairy Castle. The two soldiers in guard uniforms who were guarding the gate had already received the news and were on edge, but they had to pretend to be calm and composed on the surface.

The coachman mechanically stopped the carriage. As soon as the carriage came to a complete stop, the curtain of the back carriage was lifted, and a person wearing a black veiled hat stepped out with his head down, carrying a wooden box in his arms. He jumped off the carriage and strode towards the gate.

The two soldiers quickly pretended to be in-laws, opening the gates on either side. They were about to greet the man as they had prepared beforehand, just like real guards, when the man strode in, not giving them the chance at all.

The two men exchanged a glance and quickly pretended to close the door, while stealing glances at the driver to see how he would react.

The driver sat quietly at the front of the carriage, motionless. In the twilight, it was impossible to see whether his chest was rising or falling. He looked lifeless and didn't seem like a living person at all.

The two soldiers looked carefully, then ignored the coachman. They squeezed through the gate, which was still ajar, and tightly closed the two doors, remaining on high alert and ready to deal with any unexpected situations.

The person wearing the black veil was not very tall, nor did he look particularly strong, but the way he walked quickly while carrying the wooden box showed that he must be a trained fighter.

The man skillfully traversed the narrow path, the sachet at his waist half-hidden by his wide sleeves, swaying and dappling as he walked.

As he rounded the bend, his gaze, through the black veil of his veil, fell upon the incense burner placed in the corner, and the wisps of smoke rising from it, before he slowly looked away, his steps not slowing in the slightest.

However, as he hurriedly turned a few corners, the man's pace gradually slowed down, and he eventually stood still.

"Come out," he suddenly said, addressing the empty intersection ahead. "Who dares to come and usurp my Immortal Fortress? If you dare to do it, then dare to take responsibility. Show yourself!"

I'm all alone, are you afraid of me?!

His voice was rather sharp, with a hint of hoarseness, sounding like the sound of a sharp claw scraping across a smooth bluestone slab—very penetrating, yet slightly grating.

His tone exuded composure, even a hint of disdain and mockery, as if he could single-handedly deal with the unknown "intruders" lurking in the shadows, whose origins and numbers were unknown.

However, he held the wooden box tightly in his arms the whole time. He didn't relax his grip even more when he noticed that something was wrong with his surroundings.

His voice echoed through the quiet castle, and the surroundings gradually returned to calm.

"What?!" the fake lord sneered. "You dare to do it but not admit it? You don't dare to come out and meet me now?"

After a moment of silence, a sudden commotion erupted around him as a large number of people surged out of the narrow path in front of him, completely blocking the way.

Even on the high wall to the side, several fully alert men had already scaled it. Although they were all dressed as guards, their imposing presence made it clear to anyone with eyes that they were no longer the original rabble. The fake lord of the fortress, wearing a veiled hat, turned around and saw that the alley behind him was also filled with men, weapons stored away and on high alert. Most of them were dressed in peasant work clothes, but they were not carrying farm tools, but rather swords and other weapons.

Seeing this, he remained calm. His eyes swept over the people in front of him through the black veil, and he said, "Who among you is in charge? Show yourself and what is your purpose? Let's make this clear. I won't waste my breath on a bunch of lackeys."

There was a commotion in the crowd in front of him. Lu Qing walked up to the person and looked at the fake fortress lord with a smile: "I didn't expect that although you do things in a despicable and insidious way, you are quite straightforward at this moment."

If that's the case, then our matter today is much easier to handle.

You are surrounded by our people, and the entire Fairy Castle is already under our control.

"You don't want to waste time, and neither do we, so let's be straightforward. You, the fake lord, should surrender without resistance and honestly explain your purpose in occupying people's homes and enslaving innocent civilians. If you atone for your crimes, I might consider sparing your life."

When the fake fortress lord saw Lu Qing walk out of the crowd, his gaze was glued to Lu Qing's face. Even though it was invisible through the black veil, it was still palpable.

Even if Lu Qing were to stop him from coming to the front of the crowd, Zhu Yu, who was still in the crowd being protected by talismans, could tell from his intuition that the fake fortress lord was staring intently at Lu Qing.

The fake lord was silent for a while, then suddenly burst into laughter, as if he had just heard the biggest joke in the world.

"So it was you! I never expected you to appear in this Immortal Fortress!" he said sarcastically. "But since it was you who came, why bother saying you'd spare my life!"
"If I fall into your hands, there's only one way out for me: death."

"Oh? You actually recognize me?" Lu Qing was slightly surprised, raised her eyebrows and looked over, trying to see through the black veil to see what the face under the veil looked like.

His memory was excellent, so he knew very well that the voice of this fake lord was completely unfamiliar to him and was definitely not someone he had dealt with in the past, whether they were friends or enemies.

The fake lord did not answer his question, but instead chuckled a few times: "I have never liked being manipulated by others, and I especially dislike being forced to follow a path drawn by others."

So whether it's a path to survival or a path to death, I don't want to take the path you've chosen.

Lu Yan squeezed to the front as well. With their target, whom they had been staking out for so many days, right in front of them—the culprit who had killed his men—he couldn't contain his anger: "Brother, why waste so much breath on him! With so many of us, he's like a turtle in a jar. Even if you gave him two wings, he couldn't fly away!"

"Let's capture him now and torture him severely. I want to avenge my people myself!"

The fake fortress lord didn't react to Lu Yan in any particular way. He turned around and looked around at the people around him: "There are so many people here now, you didn't all bring them, did you?"