Capítulo 515: Chapter 515: Shallow Acquaintance, Deep Conversation
Fu Xing glanced at Mr. Murphy with a trace of mockery in his eyes, “Do you really think so?”
Mr. Murphy pondered for a moment, then couldn’t help but smile bitterly, “Although it’s despicable how you people manipulate others’ destinies, it’s undeniable that you’ve earned your merits, and that’s what’s most painful. Ordinary people hate you yet are forced to rely on you.”
This is also the greatest difficulty faced by the Cabinet ministers.
Fu Xing snorted with a laugh, no longer paying attention to Mr. Murphy, and turned to look outside the Small Flower Hall. But Mr. Murphy’s curiosity had already been piqued. Without getting a definite answer, he was not going to let it go and pressed on, “Duke, was what you said earlier true?”
“What?” Fu Xing feigned ignorance.
“About Princess Freya, of course.”
“Ah!” Fu Xing replied indifferently, “I indeed know that her status within the Mecklenburg Family is different, but I also do not have concrete evidence. You must know that the foundation of the Mecklenburg Family is incomparable to any other family. Although the powers of Joseph V and Hughes I have been weakened, the foundation of the Mecklenburg Family remains.”
As he spoke, he couldn’t help but sneer, “It is precisely because of the Mecklenburg Family’s base that the Empire has not splintered.”
“Has it really come to this?” Mr. Murphy’s body trembled slightly.
Fu Xing too adopted a somber expression, put down his wine glass, and idly flicked his fingers, “The undercurrents in private have never subsided and are becoming increasingly chaotic. Just one misstep by Hughes would ignite the powder keg.”
The death of Joseph V was nothing more than a slight cooldown and did nothing to ease the conflict.
“And what about your stance? What about the Immolus Star System’s position?” Mr. Murphy pressed him aggressively, hoping for an answer.
Fu Xing looked at him with a half-smile, “Is Mr. Murphy trustworthy?”
Mr. Murphy was taken aback. Indeed! He wasn’t one of their own yet! Why should he ask such questions?
He understood all too well the principle of not overstepping in shallow relationships.
Both men tacitly ceased talking and turned their attention to the hall, to Lin Fu’s side.
“Freya, what exactly do you want?” Theresa tried to contain the rage and hatred in her heart as she argued, “Although I indeed did something bad to you, I had no idea who you were, and it didn’t cause you any harm. Instead, I’ve been the unlucky one all along.”
At this point, she felt utterly humiliated. If it weren’t for Freya, she would not have fallen to this state.
“Han Shuang!”
“Your Highness.” Han Shuang, who had approached Theresa, turned back with a smile.
“Theresa is right, it wouldn’t be appropriate to kill her outright,” Lin Fu said from a position of superiority, looking down at Theresa kneeling on the ground, a flash of anger in her eyes. She stepped forward, grabbed Theresa, and yanked her up from the ground.
She said sternly, “Remember, the blood of the Mecklenburg Family flows in your veins. Don’t be so spineless, the dignity of the royal family is not to be tarnished by you like this.”
Theresa wore a look of grievance. She didn’t want to kneel either; she was forced by you.
“One is worse than the next,” Lin Fu said with a shake of her head in disappointment.
“You’re willing to let me go?” Theresa asked, her face alight with hope.
“Wishful thinking,” Lin Fu said as she gestured for Monger.
“Lady!”
“Arrange a spaceship to throw her onto Helheim Star, following the standards set for Horace at that time. A hundred years like Clive’s will be sufficient.”
“Yes!”
Terrified, Theresa’s eyes widened as she screamed, “You’re going to lock me up in that hellish place for a hundred years?”