I Have a Golden Crow-Chapter 563 - 409 Prince Du’s Fury!_2
"Master Qing, would you like some water?" Du Yu asked softly.
Yang Qingqing shook her head and pointed out the window: "We’re here."
Du Yu followed her gaze. Indeed, the further south they traveled, the less trace of frost and snow remained.
The long and silent journey was finally broken as the vehicle approached the city.
As the bus passed inspection and entered the city, Yang Qingqing couldn’t help but frown slightly.
A scene of devastation, crumbling walls and ruins everywhere.
Rather than calling this a city, it’s more apt to call it a ruin.
The buildings, rich in exotic charm, still vaguely retained their former grandeur but only just.
The bus remained silent, and people quietly watched this city destroyed by war.
Only one white woman murmured emotionally, as if pitying something.
Du Yu sat by the aisle, his gaze passing over the empty seat on the right, staring at the broken scenery outside, lost in thought.
The woman beside him suddenly moved her shoulders, nudging Du Yu’s arm.
"Master Qing?" Du Yu quickly turned his head to the left.
Yang Qingqing slightly raised her head, gesturing toward the window with her chin.
Du Yu followed her gaze and his eyes couldn’t help but widen!
It was a shattered stone wall,
On the wall, a bas-relief of the Yue Mountain Lion was carved!
Isn’t this the same image he saw in his visions?
"Gulp." Du Yu’s Adam’s apple moved involuntarily.
The prophecies keep coming true, yet Du Yu could never get used to it.
Maybe for others, there would be a sense of wonder in being a "Prophet."
But for Du Yu, it felt as though his future had already been arranged by Heaven.
"Hmm?" Yang Qingqing murmured softly, noticing the vehicle slowing down.
At the same time, a group of people emerged from the collapsed buildings alongside the street.
They were wrapped in purple scarfs, decorated with the Yue Mountain Lion motif, their eyes beneath mocking.
"Everyone, stay calm. I’ll go negotiate." Enula tried to remain composed, turning to the driver.
But the driver raised his hands high, motionless, indifferent to the situation.
"Knock, knock, knock!" Only when the bus door was knocked did the driver dare lower one hand, open the bus door, and then obediently raise his hand again, his movements quite skillful.
"Wait a moment, Mr. Ukesh." Enula switched to East Persian language, making her words unintelligible to everyone else.
"Long time no see, Enula." The man with the purple scarf walked up to the bus with an imposing presence.
Unlike ordinary bandits, the man was tall, handsome, and full of charisma.
He forcefully pushed Enula aside, revealing a wicked smile: "I just came out, and I encounter your group, what luck, haha!"
Enula hurriedly said, "Mr. Ukesh, they’re mainly Demon Tamers, very powerful, you’d better not..."
"Of course, I know they’re Demon Tamers. Demon Tamers are even more worth it." Ukesh casually pushed Enula to the ground, stepping over her.
"Ah!" The white woman exclaimed in horror.
"Heh." Ukesh smiled at the crowd, his friendly expression clashing with his aggressive behavior.
He looked at the screaming white woman and unexpectedly consoled her: "Shh... don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, no one will get hurt."
"You know, this route was opened by our Purple Lion Corps." Ukesh stepped forward, followed by several purple-scarfed men filing into the bus.
He continued: "To ensure everyone’s safety, the Purple Lion Corps has sacrificed a lot, so asking for a little service fee isn’t too much, right?"
Ukesh stood in the middle of the bus, gesturing to his men to get to work: "We don’t want your Demon Pets; they’re a hassle to tame. We just want a little fee."
"You’re all Demon Tamers; you don’t care about money.
We’re different; even feeding ourselves is difficult.
Think of it as funding us, but don’t do anything rash!"
As he spoke, Ukesh’s words turned cold: "Here, far from your homeland, corpses can’t be returned; they’d just end up in Ten Thousand Beasts Tomb."
Ukesh’s ferocious look cast around the bus.
Clearly, his strength wasn’t bad. If he weren’t capable, he wouldn’t dare rob a group of Demon Tamers.
There were several purple-scarf men seeking money inside the bus, while outside, many more surrounded it.
Evidently, this group was prepared for this.
"Young man, I’ve already given the money. This watch was left to me by my late wife; don’t take it." An elderly man with white hair said with a grim expression.
The purple-scarf thug paused his motion to take the watch, turning to look at the boss.
Ukesh walked over, slapping the old man’s shoulder with a smile: "Out with the old, in with the new. After you get back, have your wife buy you another."
The old man’s breathing suddenly became a bit heavier: "I said, it was left to me by my late wife!"
Ukesh’s face showed rich expression. He pursed his lips, turning to the sidekick: "This old guy really thinks we’re negotiating."
"Haha." The purple-scarf thug sneered a bit, yanking the watch off.
The old man was outraged, his face flushed red: "You... "
"Bang!" Ukesh pressed the old man’s head, slamming it against the bus window. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
The dull thud made everyone tremble in fear.
Ukesh firmly held the old man’s head, speaking coldly: "If you die here, you and your wife won’t reunite, do you want to stay forever in Ten Thousand Beasts Tomb?"
"Boss." The purple-scarf thug murmured.
Ukesh saw the old man, face blood-red, yet obedient, nodded contentedly and finally let go.
Following the sidekick’s guidance, he gazed towards the back of the bus.
In fact, the moment Ukesh got on the bus, he noticed the two sitting at the back.
But at some point, the extremely beautiful woman had already put on a hooded coat.
The purple-scarf thug whispered, "When that woman put on her hood, I saw a bracelet on her wrist, not like Mortal Grade."
Hearing this, Ukesh hesitated.
The man and woman in the rear seats both wore Great Xia windbreakers and had an extraordinary demeanor; Ukesh hadn’t planned on going back.
Just then, the woman in the back spoke up: "Return the watch to him, take the other goods, and leave."
Ukesh’s face instantly darkened.
At the same time, he felt the gaze of the sidekick behind him.
Not only that, but the group of Purple Lion Corps outside were also watching closely.
This leader, fresh off a retreat, was in a bit of a bind.
Then Ukesh’s expression changed; he walked towards the back, smiling broadly: "No problem, ma’am, I’ll return the watch right away.
But your bracelet, could I take a look?"
Yang Qingqing spoke calmly: "Return the watch, take the others, and get lost."
Under the scrutiny of people inside and outside the bus, Ukesh kept his smile, stepping forward: "Just a bracelet, I can see you hold a noble status; you won’t care about such a trifle."
He reached the second last row, extending his hand towards Yang Qingqing’s wrist, sneering: "Wouldn’t be such coincidence that the bracelet was given by your late husband?"
"Smack!"
Du Yu, sitting beside Master Qing, grabbed Ukesh’s wrist.
"Friend, don’t be impulsive." Ukesh felt the force on his wrist, his eyes turned harsh, full of threat, "Otherwise, this won’t end well."
Du Yu raised his head, his smile odd, eyes fixed on the handsome man: "Insult my mentor, do you wish to die?"
Suddenly, the voice of Shadow Gu Tower sounded in his mind: "Master, the Demon Saint’s Demon Soul is almost refined."
Shadow Gu Tower, always silent.
It constantly supported without disturbing Du Yu.
Even its words now weren’t for itself, but because it sensed Du Yu’s fury.
An immense fury!







