The protagonist committed numerous evil deeds.

Chapter 47 Jiangcheng 5 I'm here

Today, Jiangcheng is like a festive New Year celebration, with every household decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and blessings visible everywhere. But what's most peculiar is that everyone in the city is wearing a veil and a mask.

When Wen Li and her group went out, apart from Shen Yingsi, who was wearing a mask and blending in, Wen Li and the others seemed a bit out of place.

Wen Li looked at the masked pedestrians on the street with a strange expression, thinking that she had accidentally entered some strange organization.

Everything was perfectly normal yesterday.

"Brother Sicheng, are you celebrating some kind of festival? Why is everyone wearing masks?"

Zhao Sicheng was also puzzled and shook his head, saying, "I don't know either."

Before anyone could figure out what was going on, a mask was inexplicably shoved into everyone's hand.

Wen Li looked at the mask that had suddenly appeared in her arms with a puzzled expression and frowned.

The mask is of a Fuwa mascot, smiling foolishly with big rosy cheeks.

Wen Li secretly observed the other people's masks. Xie Xiao's was a cute puppy, Wen Mingzhu's was a beauty mask, Zhao Sicheng's was a terrifying demon mask, and Aunt Song was holding a pretty fox mask.

In conclusion, my own mask is the ugliest!

"Why aren't you guys wearing masks yet? I scolded the last few who forgot, do you want to be scolded too?"

The street vendors who handed them the masks complained, saying that they had explained it many times, but some people just couldn't understand.

The vendor himself was wearing a tiger mask, but his voice sounded like that of a middle-aged man in his forties.

Zhao Sicheng asked, "Boss, why are you wearing a mask?"

"Ask again! Ask again! How many people ask this every single day?!"

Hearing the boss's furious voice, even though she couldn't see his expression, Wen Li felt that the boss's face behind the mask must be very dirty from cursing.

"These past few days, the whole of Jiangcheng has been talking about the possibility that His Highness the Crown Prince might come to Jiangcheng. Didn't you know about the huge commotion at the Zhao residence yesterday?"

When the Crown Prince was mentioned, everyone couldn't help but steal a glance at Shen Yingsi, but the person in question showed no reaction, as if it had nothing to do with him.

“I know, but what does that have to do with wearing a mask?” Xie Xiao asked rhetorically.

The innkeeper paused for a moment before replying impatiently, "His Highness always travels discreetly, wearing a veil or mask. This is partly to avoid being recognized and partly to evade assassination. However, there aren't many people who wear masks and veils, which inevitably seems strange and arouses suspicion."

"So you wear masks and veils to prevent people from recognizing His Highness!" Wen Mingzhu said excitedly, her eyes filled with admiration as she looked at Shen Yingsi.

"How clever! His Highness has protected us for so many years, so of course we should do something for him. But there are always selfish young people like you. Everyone has been raising money and preparing for so long, and you still don't know!"

The shopkeeper couldn't help but scold them: "Put your masks on properly! Hey! You guys over there, where are your masks?!"

The boss had a good eye; he spotted several young people eating at a roadside stall without any food from afar.

The owner quickly ran back to his stall, grabbed a few more masks, and ran over.

"Boss, we haven't paid for your mask yet!"

Wen Li shouted at the shop owner's back, only to hear the owner's furious voice: "Everyone pooled their money to buy it, it's free!"

Seeing the shop owner's anxious figure, Wen Li looked around and found that many other mask vendors were doing the same thing.

"Fourth brother, look how much everyone admires you!"

"You've done a really good job as the crown prince, kid." Aunt Song was too lazy to even praise him.

"Our fourth brother is very popular wherever he goes. Fourth brother..."

Xie Xiao started flattering Shen Yingsi again. It was then that Wen Li realized everyone had put on their masks. Helpless, Wen Li could only reluctantly put on her mask as well.

"His Highness's reputation resounds throughout the entire Great Jin!" Xie Xiao said proudly.

"His Highness began slaying demons at the age of five and has never encountered a worthy opponent. It can be said that the people of the Great Jin Dynasty are able to live peaceful lives entirely thanks to our Highness! You have no idea what our Highness is like..."

Before Xie Xiao could finish speaking, another aged voice rang out: "Your Highness, do you still remember me? That year when the flower demon caused chaos, you saved all the people in our town! I've come to Jiangcheng today specifically to thank you, whether you can hear me or not!"

Seeing the old man do this, others on the street followed suit, shouting, "Your Highness, you must kill all the demons in the world!"

"Your Highness, you must protect your people."

"Your Highness, you must save the people!"

In no time, word spread from person to person, street to street, and almost the entire city of Jiangcheng was filled with the people's wishes for the Crown Prince.

The gradually blending sounds, with just a slight effort, reveal the reverence and anticipation within them.

Seeing this scene, everyone was somewhat moved. Wen Li turned her head to look at the person across Xie Xiao; he stood there quietly without making a sound.

What is he thinking? Is he even a little touched?

"Host, Shen Yingsi's corruption level has increased!"

Wen Li frowned: "How much higher?"

"One percent, two percent, oh dear! It seems to have dropped by one percent, and then it starts dropping again! I don't know if it's going up or down, his corruption level keeps fluctuating!"

Si Xiaxia was very anxious, while Wen Li had some guesses in her mind.

Was he thinking of his previous life, after his coming-of-age ceremony?

Wen Li suddenly spoke up: "Shen Xianzhi! Don't listen!"

As soon as Wen Li said this, the others turned to look at her, and were about to ask her who Shen Xianzhi was when a riot broke out behind them!

People stopped shouting and just kept rushing backward.

"His Highness is over there!"

"Hurry! Someone said they saw His Highness on North Street!"

The crowd surged towards Wen Li and her companions, and Wen Li felt herself being pushed forward by various forces. Wen Li tried to find Shen Ying Si against the flow of people, but she couldn't help being bumped around and pushed backward.

Helpless, she could only try to move to the side. Just when she could finally breathe a fresh air, she encountered a problem.

South Street was filled with people wearing masks and veils. Wen Li even saw several people wearing the same mask as Shen Yingsi!

A huge, densely packed crowd pushed and shoved forward, knocking over several stalls in the process.

"Shen Xianzhi!"

Wen Li tried calling out a few times, but her voice went unanswered.

"Host, the protagonist's corruption level has stabilized! In fact, it has decreased! It's now at eighty percent!"

He'd been demoted? Wen Li was completely baffled, thinking she should find him and ask him directly.

Helpless, she could only plunge back into the chaotic crowd. She tried shouting at a person dressed in white, who was similar in height to Shen Yingsi and was even wearing the same mask as Shen Yingsi.

"Shen Xianzhi! Shen Xianzhi, it's me!"

They were three meters apart, but the crowd in between was so dense that it almost knocked Wen Li over. Wen Li shouted a few times but couldn't move anymore; the air in the crowd was practically suffocating.

It smells awful.

After a while, she was still struggling to maintain her balance and couldn't speak at all. She thought that maybe she should take off her mask so that he could recognize her.

Before she could even do it, Wen Li was pushed backward by the crowd.

Just as Wen Li was about to use her ghost talisman to force the crowd back, she suddenly found herself leaning against a wall of flesh.

A deep voice sounded behind her.

"I'm here."