Here's the English translation of Chapter 5716:
Chapter 5716: Extra - Fu San, The Peerless Youngster Chapter: The Encounter
"He's over there! Chase him!" A frantic cry suddenly echoed from the street corner, causing a small commotion and panic.
"Catch him and don't worry about anything else, kill on sight!" An exasperated voice, mixed with the gasps of the crowd on the street, chased after him as if a cornered dog.
The small vendors, busy packing up their goods, were rudely bumped by the quickly approaching soldiers from the street, immediately causing a chaotic scene with chickens clucking and dogs barking.
At that moment, a luxurious, pearl-adorned carriage slowly rolled out onto the long street, heading this way.
The curtains were woven from the finest ice silk, and fist-sized luminous pearls hung from each of the four corners of the carriage roof.
The ice silk drapes gently fluttered.
The carriage jolted slightly, and the coachman quickly pulled the reins, not noticing a shadow flash past behind him.
In an instant, a cold wind carried a nimble figure into the carriage.
A gleaming dagger was at his throat in a second. "Don't make a sound."
"If you make a sound, I'll slice up this pretty little face of yours, young master." The red-clad youth, thirteen or fourteen years old, had twinkling dark eyes and a face like a peach blossom.
His long, black hair was tied high, his bangs scattered, and his demeanor was brilliant.
The young master sitting in the carriage wore snow-white robes with long sleeves, pristine and flawless as moonlight.
Even with a dagger at his throat, he remained unalarmed and composed, his expression tranquil.
His gaze fell on the red-clad young boy, and he subtly nodded.
"Huh?" Although the red-clad youth's dagger was still at his throat, his eyes couldn't help but dart around.
This person actually didn't panic or cry out like a normal person?
Such a calm and collected demeanor made it hard to believe he was a courtesan from the Nanfeng Pavilion.
"Who are you?"
Seeing that he didn't answer, the young boy's eyes spun again.
"Are you going to Commissioner Wang's residence for an appointment? Tsk, tsk, tsk, such an exceptionally handsome beauty, how can you be willing to become the plaything of that scoundrel Commissioner Wang?"
"Do you want me to rescue you from this predicament, young master?"
"Stop the carriage!" Outside, noisy shouts erupted, along with the coachman's reply, "Sirs, we're rushing to Commissioner Wang's residence; we cannot be late."
"Stop when I tell you to stop, cut the damn nonsense!"
The red-clad youth frowned slightly, wondering how to escape.
Suddenly, he felt his wrist tighten slightly. Inexplicably, he had been pulled by the white-robed young master to his side.
"Huh?" This grip didn't seem to belong to someone who was powerless.
As the young boy wondered, he saw the person swiftly lift a partition and abruptly shove him inside.
It turned out there was a secret compartment in the carriage. Curled up inside, it was just enough space for a thin, weak person.
Someone a little heavier might not have been able to hide.
The carriage curtain was suddenly lifted, revealing a clear view of the carriage interior.
A snow-robed young master held a cup of clear tea, his gaze indifferently sweeping over them.
The coachman was very annoyed. "I told you all, only my young master is in the carriage. We still need to rush to Commissioner Wang's residence. If we're late for the banquet, you'll be the ones to suffer."
The man who had lifted the curtain now looked somewhat embarrassed, quickly cupping his hands towards the snow-robed young master. "Apologies, apologies, then we won't disturb you, young master."
The snow-robed young master's expression didn't change at all; he merely lowered his head slightly.
In just a few breaths, the carriage curtain was lifted again. The leading man's gaze was sharp, sweeping around the carriage interior once more.
Finding nothing, he slammed the curtain down heavily. "Let's go."
"Outrageous, outrageous! These people simply don't have the Grand Commissioner in their eyes!" How dare they repeatedly stop and inspect their carriage? Who did they think they were?
The entire border fortress was under the command of Grand Commissioner Wang. These people dared to disrespect the Grand Commissioner so much. He would definitely find an opportunity to report them later.
The coachman cursed as he cracked his whip, and the carriage wheels began to turn again.
The snow-robed young master pushed open the partition, pulling the red-clad young man out from inside. His eyes, seemingly smiling, looked at him. "If I'm not mistaken, young lady, you must be the Peerless Princess, wanted throughout the city, right?"
The red-clad young man wrinkled his nose, scrutinizing him up and down. "Who are you? You have cultivation; you don't seem like a courtesan from the Nanfeng Pavilion."
The snow-robed young master smiled faintly, raised an eyebrow, and threw two words at her: "Guess what!"
Guess, guess, guess your head!
The red-clad young man glared at him in annoyance, then asked curiously, "Do you know the price of the bounty?"
"I heard it's already risen to a million spirit coins."
"If there's definite news of the princess, selling it out could get you fifty thousand spirit coins."
Wushuang giggled. "Then why didn't you hand me over just now?"
The snow-robed young master smiled slightly at her. "People like us act purely on preference. I wasn't willing to hand you over just now, but that doesn't mean I'm not annoyed with you now."
"If you continue to pester me, we'll reach the Commissioner's residence soon! By then, no matter how high your cultivation, it will be hard to escape."
Wushuang was a little angry, grinding her teeth resentfully. "I know Commissioner Wang Ren Gui has a banquet tonight. How about I disguise myself as your page and go with you?"
The snow-robed young master smiled faintly. "Do you think the people at the Commissioner's residence are fools?"
"For a courtesan from the Nanfeng Pavilion like me, attending the banquet by exception is already a big deal. So many eyes are on me. If I bring you along, are you trying to say you have too much life left, or that I'm not stupid enough?"
Princess Wushuang snorted. "I thought you had some brains, so I thought you might be able to help me with a small favor."
"Forget it. Since you're not willing to take me in, I'll figure out a way myself." Seeing that they had passed this street and were indeed almost at Commissioner Wang's residence.
If she didn't leave now, she really wouldn't be able to later.
Before leaving, Wushuang turned around and lightly lifted his chin with a teasing hand. "My beauty, don't worry. Since I said I'd rescue you from your predicament, I naturally won't break my promise. I'll come back to pick you up~"
The snow-robed young master couldn't help but chuckle.
After Wushuang's playful remark, she swiftly darted out of the carriage.
Though her movements were quick, the coachman was startled by her. He quickly reined in the horses, turned, and opened the curtain. "Young Master, that person just now."
Oh my god, when did that person sneak onto the carriage? The coachman realized he hadn't noticed at all.
Could it be that the fierce people who blocked the carriage earlier were looking for him?
"Don't spread the word," the snow-robed young master said calmly. "Continue forward as if nothing happened."
The coachman quickly nodded upon hearing this. "Yes, yes, young master."
The carriage curtain was lowered again, and a cold murderous intent flashed in Fu San's eyes.
His primary mission tonight at the Commissioner's residence was to use the opportunity to go to Wang Ren Gui's study and collect all evidence of his crimes.