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Chapter 502 Heart of Stone
Upon hearing the voice, Fuwen Fulu immediately drew his sword and stood guard in front of Lu Qing and Zhu Yu.

Zhu Yu subconsciously touched himself and found the golden silk armor hidden under his clothes, which made him feel much more at ease.

Since Lu Qing took out this item and made her wear it underneath the main camp in Lizhou, the only time she did it was when she went to Xiaoshanlou. To avoid being exposed, she took off her gold silk soft armor and left it to Lu Qing. As a result, it was that time that almost caused an accident.

From then on, Lu Qing forbade her from going out without wearing soft armor.

As the saying goes, a wise man knows when to yield. Zhu Yu considers herself a wise man. With her skill level, she is not too afraid of ordinary villains, but if she encounters a skilled fighter, being able to protect herself would be the greatest help she can give Lu Qing.

So when it came to things that were good for both of them, she had no intention of being overly polite with Lu Qing.

Outside, there was a chaotic sound of swords clashing, interspersed with a few muffled groans. Zhu Yu saw a figure chasing after two others flash past a window and move towards the door. Then there was a thud, followed by hurried, chaotic footsteps.

"Dr. Physician, quickly send your attendants to help—" a guard's panicked voice came from behind several layers of gauze curtains.

Unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, a sword tip suddenly emerged from the shadow cast on the white gauze curtain in front of him, and a red flower instantly bloomed on the snow-white curtain.

The guard, with the last few words still stuck in his throat, collapsed to the ground with a thud and fell silent.

Looking over Lu Qing's shoulder, Zhu Yu saw a figure slowly cutting through the obstructing veil with his sword, walking towards them step by step. In no time, as the last piece of veil fell to the ground, a hideous yet somewhat familiar face was clearly revealed to the four of them.

Isn't this the fake fortress lord who was inexplicably let go by Lu Zhang in the blink of an eye that day?

So much time has passed, and the wound that Lu Qing stabbed through his shoulder blade that night has long since healed. He is now dressed in a black outfit, without a veil, and his terrifying face is clearly exposed. The sword he is holding is still dripping blood, and it is obvious that the guards outside are in grave danger.

Those thugs and ruffians who only know how to fight and bully are no different from winter melons in the field in front of someone like the fake fortress lord who truly has martial arts skills.

It was broad daylight outside, yet this fake lord swaggered in wearing a black outfit that might be acceptable at night but would be even more noticeable during the day, with such a face. Clearly, times had changed, and this fellow no longer bothered to conceal his appearance with a veil or mask.

Judging from his expression, he was already confident of victory and felt that he had the upper hand, which is why he was so fearless.

The two, talismans and runes, gripped their swords, watching the fake fortress lord warily, ready to fight him with all their might if he made a move.

But the fake lord stood not too far from them, a provocative smile curling at the corners of his almost indistinct mouth. He looked Lu Qing, dressed in a cloth robe and wearing a veiled hat, up and down, and then laughed mockingly.

"Everyone says the Golden-Faced Censor is a righteous man, and I was almost starting to believe it." A sinister laugh escaped his throat. "But just now, the Censor just watched as I killed those guards one by one, without even letting his own guards help me..."

In my opinion, these so-called righteous people are nothing more than heartless individuals who would stand by and watch someone die!

"They're nothing but a bunch of thugs who aid and abet evil, oppress the people everywhere, and forcibly abduct women. They deserve to die." Lu Qing's cold voice came from under his veil. "Besides, if I really intervened to save them, wouldn't your act, Lord of the Fortress, be ruined?" Zhu Yu, standing behind Lu Qing, couldn't show his reaction outwardly, but secretly gave Lu Qing a thumbs up in his heart for his words.

The guards had smashed open all four windows of the house, making it easy for them to leap in through any one of them—as simple as passing through a city gate.

If the fake lord had really wanted to come after them, he wouldn't have needed to go through all that trouble circling outside; he could have just rushed in through any window.

But he calmly and leisurely killed all the guards sent by Brahma before coming in to see them, clearly indicating that he found the guards in the way and wanted to eliminate them to silence them.

The fake lord was exposed by Lu Qing, but he wasn't angry. He grinned, but unfortunately, his face was terrifying. The layers of scars on his face were twisted even more because of the smile, making people feel a chill down their spine.

"So, I should thank the Censor for making this happen?" he said sarcastically. "We met before, and there's no one else around. Why is the Censor acting so reserved now?"
This place is unbearably hot and humid. Don't you feel uncomfortable wearing a veil?

"Take it off. There are no outsiders here. Why bother covering yourself up and suffering like that!"

Lu Qing raised her hand and took off the veil on her head, revealing her face beneath it. She looked at the fake lord with a half-smile in her eyes: "The lord says there are no outsiders, but he himself is quite the outsider."

They delivered things to me overnight, going through all that trouble, yet they didn't even offer to stay for a cup of tea before leaving. I think the lord of the fortress is truly treating me like a stranger.

As he spoke, he took out a brass pendant from his pocket and weighed it in his palm.

The fake lord's gaze fell on the brass pendant. He showed no surprise, nor did he deny it, which implied that he had tacitly agreed with what Lu Qing had just said.

However, when he looked up and saw Lu Qing again, he laughed again: "You... wore a fake skin to change your appearance?"

"Tsk tsk tsk... If your grandfather and father had been as careful and cautious as you back then, perhaps your family wouldn't have ended up in such a tragic situation with only you as the sole heir."

Upon hearing the fake fortress lord's words, Zhu Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a sudden tightness in his chest.

This fellow deliberately rubbed salt into the wounds of Lu Qing's clan in every word he uttered, without the slightest restraint; it was clearly intentional.

From an angle where the fake castle lord couldn't see, she secretly placed her hand on Lu Qing's lower back and pressed it.

This is not a convenient time to speak. The other party clearly only recognizes Lu Qing and does not know that Zhu Yu is a woman or Lu Qing's wife.

They can't even be 100% sure of the other party's intentions, so they can't afford to take any risky actions that could expose their relationship.

But she couldn't help but remind Lu Qing to stay calm and not let the other party lead him by the nose.