Protect Our Clan Leader

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An hour later.

Green Luo Guard City Defender's Office, interrogation room.

In the huge interrogation room, only Wang Anye and Wu Yiluo remained.

The soldiers and guards of the patrol camp were all outside, ready to rush in at a call.

This was a deliberate move by Wang Anye to practice the interrogation knowledge he had learned. Since he was idle, he might as well contribute to the security of Da Qian.

Wang Anye sat at the interrogation table, staring eye to eye with Wu Yiluo, the little beggar who was locked in the cell.

"On what basis do you say I'm a fugitive?" Wu Yiluo was so angry that her eyes were wide open with resentment, "Do you understand the Da Qian law?"

"The Da Qian law? That's a required course in my Wang Family School," said Wang Anye seriously. "As a descendant of the Rank Six Prominent Family personally appointed by His Majesty, I have the right and the obligation to assist the Government Office in maintaining local order, capturing criminals, eliminating bandits, and ensuring the safety of the people."

"Besides, I just said you look suspicious, like a fugitive. If after interrogation and investigation, we confirm that you're innocent, I will naturally let you go and even make some compensation for you."

"Who wants your compensation?" Wu Yiluo rolled her eyes. "Which eye of yours suspects that I am a fugitive? If you can't explain it clearly, I ... I won't let it go."

"Firstly, your skin is delicate and white, not the look of a beggar who has been battered on the streets. Moreover, although your clothes are worn out, they don't smell bad, and it's obvious that they were made from quality material from Zhou's Clothing Shop, but they have been modified to look like this," Wang Anye calmly said.

"Who dictated that beggars should look the way you think? Maybe I've just started ... haven't yet become an official beggar." Wu Yiluo stubbornly retorted.

Wang Anye ignored her and continued his analysis with a calm demeanor, "Secondly, you're wearing a storage ring on your chest. It's well known that even the cheapest storage ring costs two to three thousand Qian Gold, but yours is a top grade spiritual instrument level storage ring, worth no less than four hundred thousand Qian Gold."

"You, you ... how do you know?" Wu Yiluo was astounded, disbelieving.

This was unbelievable, he even knew the grade of the storage ring!

"When we hugged, it clicked against my chest bone, so I took it out and took a look. Although the quality of that storage ring is far inferior to the top quality Spirit Storage Ring [Endless Abyss] my great-grandfather gave me, it's not ordinary goods," he said.

Clicked, it clicked?

And he casually took it out to look at?

Wu Yiluo swayed on her small frame, her eyes darkened. Quickly, her hands flew to her chest as she cursed, "You, you ... are a rascal!"

Wang Anye looked at her curiously.

Just looking at her ring was enough to label him as a despicable scoundrel?

He continued, "Besides, your right sleeve is too long and you're wearing a bracelet on your wrist, a little spiritual treasure made of superior green enamel jade. And your waistband ..."

Seeing that he was getting out of hand with his remarks, Wu Yiluo couldn't take any more.

"Enough!" She angrily stomped her foot and yelled. "I admit my disguise was not good enough, but I'm really not a fugitive."

She felt both annoyed and ashamed, and her patience had hit its limit. If she let him continue, he might end up revealing the color of her underwear. To think she had felt a flutter of attraction towards him when they first met - it drove her crazy.

"So, whether you're a fugitive or not, you don't get to decide." Wang Anye slapped the table, imitating an adult's stern reprimand, "If you are not a fugitive, why would you sneak around like you're afraid of being caught? Why not confess your name, origins, and crimes?"

"All right, all right. There's no point in hiding it now. I'll lay my cards on the table," Wu Yiluo glared at him, exasperated. "My name is Wu. I am the Little Princess of the Commandery Prince's residence. This time, I'm in disguise to get a breath of fresh air in the Green Luo Guard City, and also to escape those annoying bodyguards."

Wang Anye raised an eyebrow and bowed slightly. "Oh, so it turns out to be the Little Princess in person. I'm sorry for misunderstanding."

"Humph, you're scared, aren't you? If you're scared then release me quickly." Wu Yiluo gestured with her hand. "In consideration of your ignorance being no crime, I, the Little Princess, will be magnanimous and spare you this one time."

"Ha! Do you think you're a monkey? You really know how to take advantage of the situation." Wang Anye's face suddenly turned cold. He scoffed scornfully, "A theft suspect like you dares to pretend to be the Little Princess? If you're the Little Princess, then I am the Commandery Prince. Shout 'Old Ancestor' and let me hear."

"You... how dare you insult my father!"

Wu Yiluo, red-faced, was pushed to her limit at this point.

She kicked open the bars in front of her, made a few quick movements, and was suddenly right in front of Wang Anye. Then she clenched her small fist and took a swing directly at his chest.

The moment she swung, the effect of the restraining little spirit treasure or secret technique dissipated, the aura of the Profound Martial cultivator exploded outward, causing the air around her to roil.

"Huh? A cultivation base as high as the third level of the Qi Refinement Realm?" Wang Anye, instead of being afraid, was excited. He also clenched his small fist and faced her head-on, "You're so young and yet you've accomplished so much, it seems your bloodline talent isn't low. No wonder you're so arrogant. Come on, let your dear brother Anye teach you about life."