Chapter 29: A Woman's Scheming

Although Wu Zetian now wished she could summon a group of people to come in and hack Wang Bo to death on the spot.

Yet she still retained a measure of reason. Even Eunuch Li, who had gained the power of the demon pearl, was no match for Wang Bo; five top imperial guards were as weak and powerless as children; and even the loyal Yuchi Zhenjin, wielding the Tiger Wing blade, could not break through Wang Bo's defenses. These facts clearly attested to Wang Bo's strength.

The imperial guards and masters within the palace are absolutely no match for Wang Bo; even thousands of men would likely be unable to stop him.

Moreover, she was too close to Wang Bo, so Wu Zetian ultimately swallowed her anger and had someone escort him out of the palace.

After that, Wang Bo was not too clear on how Wu Zetian flew into a rage.

After leaving the imperial palace, Wang Bo stretched lazily and walked toward his home with leisurely steps.

As for Lian Nishang herself, she was kept in the imperial palace. When Wang Bo confronted Wu Zetian, she neither helped Wang Bo nor Wu Zetian, but chose to remain neutral.

For this reason alone, Wu Zetian would probably not be harsh with her.

On the contrary, Wu Zetian would likely go to great lengths to win over Lian Nishang, for in terms of martial skill, Lian Nishang surpasses even Yuchi Zhenjin.

It has a certain value.

And one who is emperor will never be swayed by their own emotions, especially an emperor like Wu Zetian.

This was also one of the reasons why Wang Bo dared to threaten Wu Zetian.

Because such people are all deeply calculating and extremely shrewd; before they have complete confidence, even if they hate someone to the bone, they will not make a move against them.

On the contrary, once they act, it will be with the force of a thunderbolt.

But Wang Bo did not care, because in this world he was invincible; even if Wu Zetian made thorough preparations, she would still be crushed by him like dry weeds and rotten wood.

And the longer it dragged on, the more advantageous it was for Wang Bo.

If it drags on for eight or ten years, Wang Bo could probably defeat thousands upon thousands of soldiers with a single puff of breath.

So Wang Bo was not afraid in the slightest.

The only thing that worried Wang Bo now was probably the demonic pearl.

After Wu Zetian's explanation, Wang Bo could be certain that this eerie demonic pearl was definitely not a product of this world; it was very likely, like Lian Nishang, to have come from another world.

But as for what this demonic pearl really is, Wang Bo truly hasn't the slightest clue.

After all, the multiverse is too vast and too numerous; who knows what that thing is.

Perhaps Wang Bo has never seen it at all.

Now, this eerie demon orb's whereabouts are unknown—who knows when it might pop up and disrupt his ordinary life? With this kind of thing, you can never be too careful.

So Wang Bo decided to keep an eye out for the whereabouts of the demonic pearl in secret. Of course, Wang Bo wasn't overly worried, because he had already witnessed the power of the demonic pearl.

Eunuch Li was one of them, but in terms of strength, he was no match for me at all.

From this, it can be seen that the power the demonic pearl bestows upon humans is not excessively strong.

Wang Bo could handle it perfectly well, so naturally he was not afraid.

Before long, Wang Bo returned to his home. Liu’er and Yu’er, who had been pacing back and forth in the main hall, rushed up to him upon seeing his return and poured out their grievances in tears.

When Yuchi Zhenjin took Wang Bo away, the two of them were truly terrified.

They feared Wang Bo would never return, and at home they were so anxious they could neither sit nor stand still.

"Aren't I back now?" Wang Bo patted them both on the back, comforting them for a while.

Liu'er timidly asked, "Master, what exactly happened? Why did the people from the Court of Judicial Review take you away?"

"Just a little trouble, nothing more. It's all settled now," Wang Bo said.

"Really?"

"Rest assured, the people from the Court of Judicial Review will absolutely not come to trouble us again," Wang Bo said with firm conviction.

In the days that followed, just as he had said, neither the soldiers nor the men from the Court of Judicial Review came to trouble Wang Bo, and thus Liu’er and Yu’er soon regained their usual smiles.

Wang Bo also did not go out these days, staying at home every day.

Read comics, play games.

A complete shut-in.

Don't ask why there are games in ancient times. Wang Bo's fourth-dimensional pocket contains not only weapons but also all kinds of daily necessities, including generators, televisions, stereos, and even home theaters.

This was also one of the sources of confidence that allowed Wang Bo to stay in this world for a lifetime.

Even though ancient entertainment tools were few, Wang Bo would not be too bored.

Of course, Wang Bo had no intention of letting others know about these animals, so when enjoying them alone, he would close the door tightly and forbid anyone from approaching his room.

Even Liu'er and Yu'er had to knock before entering.

However, Wang Bo had not been holed up for more than a few days when, one noon, Liu'er knocked on the door.

"What is it?" Wang Bo was happily reading comics, and naturally felt displeased upon hearing someone knock on the door.

"Master, Miss Hanyue has arrived, accompanied by a Miss Yushu," came Liu'er's voice from outside the door.

"I know," Wang Bo said, casually stuffing the comic into his four-dimensional pocket. He got up from the recliner, opened the door, and saw Liu'er standing at his doorstep in an emerald-green dress.

"Master." Liu'er bowed.

Wang Bo grunted in acknowledgment and had Liu'er lead the way. When they arrived at the main hall, he saw Han Yue in a long white dress, which made him sigh—women really do have a lot of clothes.

Wang Bo had met Hanyue several times, and each time she wore a different outfit.

You have to understand, in movies, many actors wear the same outfit from beginning to end, never changing once.

But in the real world, a woman like Hanyue, who doesn't even have a single shot, has several outfits.

"Miss Hanyue." As Wang Bo entered the hall, an involuntary smile of delight spread across his face. For this woman who sang so beautifully and was so very pretty, he would naturally not be stingy with his smiles.

"Young Master Wang." Hanyue curtsied.

“I have come uninvited today, and I beg Young Master Wang not to take offense.”

Wang Bo naturally would not take offense, and said, "What kind of talk is that? Miss Hanyue, you are being too formal. My Wang residence is hardly some grand mansion; whenever you wish to visit, you may come at any time. I guarantee that absolutely no one will stop you."

Hanyue blushed at these words.

She hastily pulled over a woman beside her dressed in a crimson robe and long skirt, saying, "I came today to accompany Sister Yushu. In fact, the one looking for you today, Master Wang, is not me, but my Sister Yushu."

Only then did Wang Bo shift his gaze to the woman beside Hanyue.

Beautiful!

The first impression Miss Yushu gave Wang Bo was that she was beautiful—stunningly beautiful.

In terms of beauty, Miss Yushu even surpasses Hanyue.

But in terms of beauty, Yushu is absolutely not inferior to Luoyang's top courtesan Yin Ruiji!