Taking Office in Luoshui City

Luoshui Town Pacification Department.

Shen Qing, clad in a silver Flying Fish Robe and holding the Qing He saber at his waist, slowly walked out of the room, exuding an imposing aura.

The Scholar immediately stepped forward fawningly, "Boss, this outfit is practically tailor-made for you."

"Exactly, exactly," Lin Zikai chimed in hastily, "I've never felt this outfit looked so good before!"

Shen Qing laughed heartily.

"You two certainly know how to talk."

Although he disliked flattery, there was one thing he couldn't deny.

People who could flatter really spoke beautifully, and it made navigating the workplace much easier.

The Scholar chuckled, "Sir, what you say is true. If you asked us to praise someone else, we couldn't do it. You have to be good yourself to be praised."

Shen Qing waved his hand, "Enough with the flattery. Let's get on our horses and go check out my new jurisdiction."

An hour ago, as soon as Shen Qing arrived in Luoshui City, he headed straight for the Pacification Bureau.

There were two subordinate Centurions waiting to be assigned jurisdictions.

After some argument, Shen Qing chose the West District within Luoshui City, while one of the others chose the North District and the other chose the subordinate Eight Mountains City.

As soon as they exited the Pacification Bureau, the Scholar hurried close to Shen Qing.

"Boss, I did some investigating while you were inside. The West District you're going to be in charge of isn't peaceful."

Old Li looked at the Scholar with some suspicion.

"We've only been in Luoshui City for an hour, where did you find out about the West District?"

The Scholar puffed out his chest, "Where do you think I went just now?"

"Everyone in the Imperial Guards are colleagues, it's not hard to gather information?"

"Let me tell you, there are three jurisdictions in total this time."

"The other two jurisdictions are quite ordinary, but this West District is different. More than half of Luoshui City's black market transactions are concentrated in the West District."

"Major incidents happen there every few days, and deaths are commonplace."

"Correspondingly, the Imperial Guards here are the busiest."

"This is a tough nut to crack, a really tough one."

"And recently, this area has become chaotic again. Several martial arts sects have entered Luoshui City, seemingly fighting over something."

"Some say it's a divine weapon, others say it's an incredible martial arts manual. Anyway, there are many different opinions."

"So far, over a dozen sects have been identified, like the Red Cloud Sect and the Qinglin Sword Sect have sent people."

Old Li and Lin Zikai frowned upon hearing this. Was it really that dangerous?

Shen Qing, on the other hand, felt his hands itching. Danger was good. Without danger, where would he find opportunities to gain skills and snatch elixirs?

Shen Qing smiled calmly, "Let's go, let's go quickly. Hearing you say that makes me a little impatient."

"Let me see just how tough their bones really are."

At the same time, many villains in the West District shivered, looked up at the sky, and muttered.

"Why do I have such a bad feeling?"

Luoshui City West District.

Inside the Imperial Guards' Hundred Households Office, it was unusually lively. People stood on either side, and arguments erupted one after another.

On the left, a Lieutenant Official with a handlebar mustache, fueled by alcohol, was being boisterous.

"Brother Ma, I'm not just saying this, I truly feel indignant for you."

"Why should this subordinate Centurion position go to someone else? In my opinion, it should be yours."

"In terms of strength, Brother Ma, you killed a peak Houtian Realm expert three months ago. In terms of seniority, you've been working tirelessly in the Imperial Guards for over a decade."

"How can this newcomer compare? I truly feel indignant for you!"

The burly Commander Ma Kui took a large gulp of wine, his face flushed red. He slammed the wine jar onto the table and grunted in a low voice.

"Someone from the Pacification Bureau just told me, the newcomer is just a twenty-year-old brat."

"In my opinion, he's another one with connections!"

On the right side, the leader was Commander Fang Ming, who was much quieter, merely drinking his wine.

A Lieutenant Official grumbled, "He sure knows how to brag. In my opinion, even if he were to become a subordinate Centurion, it shouldn't be him. It should be our Brother Fang."

"That's right..."

Although the voices were low, they resonated with many. Seeing that this side was about to erupt into chaos.

Fang Ming glared back at them, and they quieted down again.

Fang Ming was also indignant, but he knew how to endure.

He wouldn't be too eager to cause trouble, at least not until he met Shen Qing.

If Shen Qing truly had powerful backing after their meeting, then it wouldn't be impossible for him to assist for a few years. After a few years, Shen Qing might even get promoted again, and if he served well, he might even receive some benefits.

If things truly didn't work out, he could still make his move then.

Fang Ming glanced at Ma Kui with a hint of disdain.

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There were many ways to respond, and Ma Kui chose the lowest of them all, jumping out to cause trouble without understanding anything.

Serves him right for staying in the same position for over a decade.

Just then, a somewhat sharp voice came from outside.

"Boss, look, this Centurion's Office is really much more imposing than the General's Office."

"This is how it should be to match our boss's status."

The room fell silent instantly. Everyone knew the new Centurion had arrived.

"Where is he? Why is no one here to welcome the Centurion?"

Before the voice even finished, Fang Ming had already rushed out, followed closely by his lieutenants.

Ma Kui's lieutenants also wanted to move, but seeing Ma Kui making no move, they stopped.

Outside the Centurion's Office, Fang Ming bowed.

"Fang Ming, General of the Luoshui City West Centurion's Office, pays his respects to the Centurion."

The remaining Imperial Guards shouted in unison: "Pay respects to the Centurion!"

Shen Qing nodded faintly. "You may rise."

Fang Ming straightened up and secretly observed Shen Qing for a few moments. He was indeed very young.

"There are two Generals in the Centurion's Office, aren't there? Why is only one of you out here?"

"This..." Fang Ming glanced back at the Centurion's Office.

Shen Qing understood. It seemed someone wanted to put him in his place.

"It seems some people are restless," Shen Qing said with a cold laugh, waving his hand as he led his men into the Centurion's Office.

As soon as he entered, his Innate Six Senses activated, and several malicious gazes shot directly at him.

Shen Qing chuckled lightly. Interesting. A welcoming party on my first day.

Shen Qing walked towards the main seat and sat down with imposing authority.

Black Dog and the others stood on either side of Shen Qing.

"Fang Ming, sit down. I have something to say."

Fang Ming quickly returned to his seat.

Shen Qing glanced at Ma Kui, whose face was still filled with disdain.

"You've all seen it, and I'm too lazy to hide it from you. I don't care about this Centurion position. I'll be leaving soon."

"While I'm in charge, behave yourself and don't cause trouble. When I leave, this position will still be yours."

"Of course, if you want to witness my methods, you can try causing trouble."

The Lieutenant Official behind Ma Kui immediately leaned closer to him.

"Boss, look, he's backing down now."

Ma Kui felt smug in his heart. A mere Centurion, still easily manipulated by me.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he spoke in a feigned calm tone.

"Ah, since you've put it that way, then I'll say that these people are not..."

In the next instant, Shen Qing's figure flickered, appearing before Ma Kui and looking down at him.

A torrential aura erupted, the oppressive pressure unique to the Xiantian Realm washing over them.

Ma Kui froze, swallowing hard, his breathing becoming difficult.

Shen Qing's voice rang out.

"Why are you still here? And barking like a dog?"

"And jumping to conclusions? Was I talking to you?"

"If you're unwilling to submit to me, then be sensible and get out. Don't bring trouble upon yourself."

Ma Kui tried to get up and retort, but his legs felt as if they were filled with lead, unable to move.

"Don't push it too far. I'm telling you, in the Luoshui Town Pacification Department, I'm quite a figure. Don't..."

Before he could finish, he was sent flying backward like a cannonball, crashing through several doors before finally stopping when he hit the rockery in the courtyard of the Centurion's Office.

Ma Kui lay amidst the debris, struggled with difficulty, then rolled his eyes and fainted.

Everyone in the room held their breath, unsure of what to do.

Shen Qing's voice rang out again.

"Are you not leaving? Do you want me to invite you out?"

As soon as he spoke, these people practically crawled out of the room, frantically grabbing Ma Kui and running out of the Hundred Households Office.

They didn't dare to breathe until they were outside the Hundred Households Office.

A square-faced Lieutenant Official swallowed hard, his legs still trembling. "Why do I feel like I almost died just now?"

"Just a feeling? I feel like I've already died once, I even peed a few drops."

The square-faced Lieutenant Official sniffed. "Only a few drops? Then why do I smell urine?"

He scanned his surroundings, his face changing drastically.

"Oh no, the boss wet himself!"

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