No one was naive enough to believe that Lin Fu would bow and scrape simply because of someone’s noble status, that she would be cowed into obedience out of fear or reverence.
After all, she had dared to kill a Court Lady in the presence of the Royal Guard.
What difference was there between that and calling for a rebellion right in front of the Emperor?
"This method, is she really a student?" Qin Mo murmured to himself, "Isn’t she too skilled?"
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lin Fu’s instinctive triple response for saving herself was clearly faster than her brain could process, obviously indicating extensive experience, performed with practiced ease.
A flash of astonishment crossed Lin Fu’s eyes as she looked at her own hands, finding them unfamiliar.
She had gone after Nora with preparation. Otherwise, she could have easily attacked the closest and weakest Court Maid. There was a reason she chose Nora, which she couldn’t have foreseen or prepared for today’s scene.
But once the event unfolded and the opportunity presented itself, she didn’t hesitate.
However, her recent action of using her opponent as a human shield... That left her quite surprised.
She had acted purely on instinct, and only upon reflection did she realize what she had done.
And it was... rather proficient.
Could it be she had done this before?
But that couldn’t be right! In her past life, she was a five-star youth raised in the sun, the type who earned many awards in the city.
"Squat down, everyone squat down."
The exclusive Guard Team of the Eighth Fleet’s highest commander appeared with fierce demeanor and subdued everyone within ten seconds. To regular combat troops, military academy freshmen were nothing but weaklings.
Though the Royal Guard soldiers were not without merit, they were in the territory of the Eighth Fleet, and even if they were given the courage, they wouldn’t dare to clash with them head-on.
Everyone cooperated and squatted down, placing their hands behind their heads.
The Guard Captain was a man in his thirties, with black hair and deep-set eyes, a prominent nose, and a cool, grim expression that showed no humor. An aura of bloodshed and a chilling air surrounded him.
Students and teachers from the Royal Starship Academy, upon seeing him, involuntarily showed expressions of fear.
"Randall," clearly, they recognized him.
Lance’s pupils contracted sharply when he saw Randall, remembering the voice that declared, "One warning, and the second time your vehicle will be shot down" a few days ago; it had been Randall.
Randall, as he passed the corpse of Lady Nora, kicked the bloody head aside in disgust, not wanting to dirty his military boots.
A shiver of dread rose in the hearts of many.
Those who recognized him had all heard of this man’s perverse nature.
"So? You dare cause trouble within the ranks of our Eighth Fleet? Who gave you the audacity?" Randall bellowed, causing many to instinctively close their eyes, while a Court Maid fainted from sheer terror.
Randall’s gaze turned to the only person who remained standing, not squatting down.
"Princess? Is that you?" The Guard Captain revealed a sinister cold smile, sending shivers down people’s spines and raising goosebumps all over.
Theresa, struggling to maintain her graceful and noble demeanor, gave a glance to the people around her as a signal.
She, a high and mighty Princess, how could she possibly stoop to respond to questioning by a mere Guard Captain?
Moreover, no matter how she replied, it wouldn’t be appropriate.
At that moment, Theresa inwardly seethed with hatred towards Lin Fu. What she had considered a trifle had escalated beyond her wildest imagination because of Lin Fu.
Even she couldn’t salvage the situation now.
The death of Nora was insignificant; digging deeper would only implicate herself.
Luckily, the past incidents were all Nora’s doing. She herself was "completely unaware" and uninvolved; otherwise, even her own spotless reputation would be tarnished.