Chapter 468: Don’t Dare to Make a Sound
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Gu Hongkang frowned. ‘You go first, and I’ll visit the Jun Residence to have a word with that girl! Let’s see what she’s up to.’
Gu Zhicheng knew that dealing with Gu Qingluan would require his father’s cooperation, so he suppressed his anger and nodded.
In the end, led by the trembling magistrate, they headed to Shuntian Prefecture.
Gu Hongkang wasted no time and went to the Jun Residence to confront Gu Qingluan.
However, it was unfortunate that Gu Qingluan had just left the residence, heading to Shuntian Prefecture.
Gu Hongkang suddenly realized.
Gu Qingluan must be afraid that the magistrate of Shuntian Prefecture wouldn’t be able to control Gu Zhicheng, so she personally went there.
It seemed that she wasn’t just putting on a show; she genuinely wanted to imprison Zhicheng.
The naive girl, did she think that Shuntian Prefecture could contain a Saint?
A Saint’s status was transcendent, and as long as he was willing, overturning a dynasty was not impossible. How could Shuntian Prefecture hope to restrain Zhicheng?
Meanwhile, as soon as Gu Zhicheng set foot in the main hall of Shuntian Prefecture, he saw Gu Qingluan and the Crown Prince sitting on one side.
His expression suddenly turned cold, and he glared at Gu Qingluan with icy eyes.
Gu Qingluan returned his gaze with the same coldness.
For a moment, a tense atmosphere permeated the hall, and no one dared to breathe loudly.
The magistrate of Shuntian Prefecture broke into a cold sweat, but when he glanced at the Crown Prince sitting in judgment, he managed to regain some composure.
���Everyone is here, Your Highness, shall we begin?”
“Yes.” Qi Tianyou nodded.
“Let the trial commence!”
The magistrate of Shuntian Prefecture slammed the gavel with force.
The two rows of bailiffs shouted in unison, ‘Mighty!’
Then, the magistrate instructed the three defendants to recite their confessions.
Gu Zhicheng fixed his gaze firmly on them.
Under his intense scrutiny, the three of them couldn’t even utter a single word.
It wasn’t just fear.
Under the pressure of a Saint’s presence, they found it difficult to even breathe, let alone speak.
Gu Qingluan spoke lightly, “Master Gu is quite imposing, not allowing anyone to speak. Could it be because you have something to hide?’
Gu Zhicheng looked at her fiercely, “I live my life with honesty and integrity. What’s there for me to hide.”
Gu Qingluan chuckled lightly, her laughter filled with disdain and mockery.
Falling into Gu Zhicheng’s ears, it sounded quite grating.
Her gaze drifted lightly across his face and landed on the three individuals kneeling in the hall. “Let the man speak first, and then the other two can add their comments.”
The three people felt the invisible pressure that had weighed on them like a mountain disappear. They moved their mouths and realized they could speak, so they reiterated what they had confessed earlier, albeit sporadically.
“Nonsense! Who taught you to slander me?”
Gu Zhicheng interrupted them before they could finish.
Gu Qingluan looked at him with a faint smile. “Why are you in such a hurry?
Are you anxious to cover up the truth?”
“Did you teach them to slander me? Gu Qingluan, you ungrateful wolf! How heartless and unrighteous can you be! You even want to kill your biological father! 1 truly regret not strangling you in your cradle.”
Before he could finish his sentence, a wave of pressure suddenly descended upon him.
Gu Zhicheng’s breath instantly stagnated, and his chest heaved with turmoil, almost embarrassing him in public.
This kind of pressure was definitely beyond what Gu Qingluan could achieve.
He looked up in shock and noticed the sharply defined man sitting beside Gu Qingluan.
Gu Zhicheng certainly remembered him. Saints had excellent memories, and it was hard to forget someone they had seen, especially considering this man’s mysterious background and high esteem from the Emperor; he was even less forgettable.
In his anger, he had actually overlooked the presence of such a prominent figure.
The way the man looked at him was as if he were looking at a dead man. Gu Zhicheng felt a mixture of shock and anger, but he dared not make a sound.
Qi Tianyou cast a pitying glance at him.
Daring to insult the woman favored by the Royal Prince Lan, wasn’t it equivalent to digging his own grave?