Chapter Sixty-Seven: Crying to Heaven in Vain, Pleading to Earth Without Answer!

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"You intended to harm Her Highness the Princess. You and your subordinates..." The man in black’s expression was severe, his voice harsh. "You will all come with us."

"Her Highness the Princess?" Qin Shaofeng looked at the woman before him in utter disbelief—she was a princess?

There was only one princess in the Phoenix Empire, the one who bore the surnames of both royal houses and had been personally named by the Queen herself: Fenghuang Xu Xue.

And just a moment ago, when she’d said, "My father will be worried," he’d dismissed her, sneering and asking who her father thought he was...

All of this had been witnessed by the members of the Royal Guard.

Who had he just insulted? The supreme Emperor of the Empire?

Who was he? Where was he? What was he supposed to do now?

What kind of opponent had they provoked? How could they possibly clean up this mess? Who could protect him? And even if someone could, would they be willing?

The shock was so immense that Qin Shaofeng was at a loss, his mind filled with static. The disparity in status was so overwhelming that he felt utterly incapable of resistance.

Of course, he also knew that even if he wanted to resist, there was nothing he could do...

Ever since those men in black had revealed their identities, the police officers he’d brought with him had become ashen, consumed by despair.

They were fine with earning a bit of dirty money and committing a few petty crimes, but to open fire on the Empire’s princess... That would be sheer madness.

They’d probably be the first to shoot him dead, hoping to earn merit for protecting the princess and thus lessen their own punishment.

If he had the chance, he’d do the same.

The shop’s clerks and attendants were just as stunned. They’d thought the beautiful girl with the dark sunglasses was a celebrity or the daughter of some wealthy family; they never imagined she was Princess Xu Xue of the Empire, with an entire Royal Guard detail protecting her...

"That’s Her Highness the Princess!"

"Was I just serving the princess?"

"Oh my god, I even complimented the princess’s boyfriend on his looks..."

"No, I must keep this a secret. I’ll take it to my grave—otherwise, I really could end up dead..."

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"Take them away." The man in black swept his gaze across the room, his voice sharp. "If anyone resists, execute them on the spot."

"Yes, sir!" the men in black chorused.

"..." Qin Shaofeng.

That line sounded awfully familiar.

Once the men in black had taken the police away, their leader approached Fenghuang and asked, "Your Highness, shall we return to the palace?"

Fenghuang shook her head. "This is just the beginning... I need to stay with my friends."

He understood that the appearance of these police officers was merely a prelude; there was a greater hand orchestrating everything behind the scenes.

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Only by severing that hand could Tang Fei truly be safe, and only then would the matter be truly resolved.

"I understand," the man in black nodded. "I’ll make them talk—I’ll find out who’s pulling the strings behind this."

"Go," Fenghuang said. "Be quick... and make sure they stay safe."

"Rest assured, Your Highness—they will live," the man in black vowed through gritted teeth.

Someone had dared to target the princess—an affront to the Royal Guard itself.

Thinking of Chief Steward Chen Fenglei’s methods, the man in black couldn’t help but shudder.

Once the men in black had dispersed, Fenghuang looked around at the store manager and staff, smiling apologetically. "I’m sorry for disturbing everyone..."

"Not at all... Not at all..." the manager stammered.

He was filled with regret; if only he’d acted more decisively, if only he’d shielded the princess with his own body, maybe even taken a bullet in the arm or leg...

Perhaps his fate would have changed dramatically by now.

"Pack up all the clothes and shoes we picked out," Fenghuang instructed.

She hadn’t forgotten her original purpose for coming out that day; everything must have a proper ending.

"Yes, yes, right away..."

The salesgirls hurriedly began packing up every piece of clothing and pair of shoes Tang Fei had tried on.

Fenghuang turned to Little Fatty and said regretfully, "Looks like we’ll have to buy your clothes next time."

"It’s fine, I have clothes to wear," Little Fatty replied.

He didn’t care much about what he wore—so long as there was food, he was content.

Once everything was packed, the manager and salesgirls eagerly offered to carry the bags out to the car, but Fenghuang politely declined.

She waved goodbye to everyone with poise and graciously thanked them for their service and care, leaving everyone feeling as though bathed in spring breeze, their hearts filled with joy and pride.

Even after Fenghuang left, they remained immersed in the wonderful atmosphere.

"She’s really the princess..."

"The princess likes our brand—she was wearing our hoodie..."

"If word gets out about this... our clothes will sell like crazy!"

"Everyone, remember—be discreet. Don’t say a word you shouldn’t..."

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After finishing her call, Yan Xinyou had no more desire to shop.

The thought of that harrowing experience on Old Earth left her with a sense of being hunted by a wild beast.

That man was more vicious and ruthless than any beast...

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After saying goodbye to her friends, Yan Xinyou ran straight home.

Her father, Yan Wangshu, was in the garden watering the star grass. Seeing her return, he smiled and asked, "What’s this? Not even your father can set your mind at ease? You had to rush home and keep an eye on me?"

"Dad, have you dealt with what I told you about?" Yan Xinyou rushed over, snatching the watering can from his hands and pouting. "I saw them—they’re at the Galaxy Mall... Send someone to take care of them, quick!"

"Don’t panic. How many times have I told you? When something happens, keep calm. Think through every possible outcome."

Yan Wangshu took the watering can back and continued to water the plants at a leisurely pace, seemingly unhurried. "I’ve already sent people to handle it. I’m sure there’ll be a satisfactory outcome soon."

"Dad, who did you send?" Yan Xinyou pressed. "Uncle Hong? Or Brother Jian? Those two are the real experts. The old man who protected me last time was useless... There were so many people, but he still lost to those two—completely useless..."

Yan Wangshu shot her a glance and said in a deep voice, "Your Uncle Gou is a capable man too. It just means those two boys are stronger than we thought..."

"That’s why you need to send more experts to round them up. This time, no matter what, they can’t be allowed to escape... Dad, you know what? Just seeing them makes me tremble all over, and every night I have nightmares of that awful grinning face..."

Yan Wangshu shook his head. "If I send experts and both sides start fighting in the mall, what would that be classified as? Do you know how serious the consequences would be?"

"Dad, you’re not going to do anything?" Yan Xinyou said, disappointed.

"I will, but I’ll use another method," Yan Wangshu replied. "You said those two boys pretended to be Old Earth refugees to search for ancient tombs... Now they’ve suddenly appeared on New Star. That means our suspicions were right..."

"They’re originally from New Star, but they dare not reveal their identities here, so they pretended to be refugees from Old Earth... What kind of people are afraid to reveal who they are? Only those with no status or background. So, we’ll deal with them in the way we know best."

"What way?" Yan Xinyou asked urgently.

She wanted Tang Fei dead—wanted them both dead.

Only if they died could she sleep peacefully, never again tormented by nightmares of being hunted.

"I had my friends in the police system step in," Yan Wangshu said. "The police will go check them out. If they resist, that’s obstructing law enforcement—they’ll be making enemies of the entire Empire’s police force. Do you think there’s any way they’d survive?"

"What if they don’t resist?" Yan Xinyou asked.

"If they don’t resist, they’ll be taken away on charges of possessing contraband... There’s enough evidence for a death sentence—open and aboveboard, using power to kill."

Yan Xinyou grew excited. "So, in other words, they have no way out?"

"Exactly." Yan Wangshu nodded. "Our Yan family won’t even have to show our faces to destroy those two... If they resist, they become public enemies. If not, they’re trapped by false charges."

"To kill without lifting a blade, to destroy them without a trace. That’s the art of high-level strategy. If you just wanted fighting and bloodshed... what’s the point of police, or imperial law?"

"Dad, I understand." Yan Xinyou hadn’t expected her father to have already set the perfect trap for those two, and she beamed. "I knew you were the best, Dad. This time, no matter what, they won’t escape—they’re finished."

"Good. Relax. News will come soon," Yan Wangshu said calmly, watering his flowers with poise.

"Thank you, Dad. I knew you’d protect me." Yan Xinyou grinned. "I bought you a tie—it’s really nice. Try it on!"

"Go on—can’t you see I’m busy? I’ll try it once I’m done with the flowers."

"Then I’ll go make you some tea, and we’ll wait for the good news together."