Mass Taunt

Shen Qing casually tossed the bronze hammer aside and turned to look at the Imperial Guards in the courtyard. The guards immediately understood and Fang Ming, along with several Lieutenant Officials, quickly approached Shen Qing.

"Have you noted down everyone on the Book of Impermanence? Within two hours, I want all of them in jail."

"Yes!"

But then, several of the Lieutenant Officials showed signs of difficulty. It wasn't that these people were too strong or too hard to catch.

The main issue was the sheer number of them, scattered all over Luoshui City, and they didn't have enough manpower.

Shen Qing glanced around at the people present.

"Not enough people, huh? Go release that group of useless trash under Ma Kui in the jail."

Ding Yi, who was standing guard, perked up his ears. He seemed to hear the echo of good fortune!

"Lord Shen! My two brothers and I should be able to help!"

"Alright, you'll temporarily act as a Lieutenant Official and lead ten men under Fang Ming's command."

Ding Yi bowed in imitation of the Imperial Guards. "Yes!"

After finishing his arrangements, Shen Qing strode out of the Huang Manor.

Fang Ming called out, "Sir, where are you going?"

Shen Qing didn't look back.

"White Cherry Villa."

High noon.

White Cherry Villa.

At a side entrance of the villa, two men were leisurely smoking their pipes, slacking off.

One exhaled a smoke ring and said contentedly, "Miyamoto, this is truly a fertile land. When do you think this place will become ours?"

The other replied, "As long as our plan succeeds, one day we will slowly gnaw away at this dynasty."

"That day will surely come."

However, after he finished speaking, Miyamoto didn't respond for a long time. The first man turned to look at Miyamoto, but the sight that greeted him made his pupils dilate sharply.

Miyamoto had already fallen to the ground, a headless corpse. And his head was being held in the hand of a man dressed in a Flying Fish Robe.

Shen Qing tossed Miyamoto's head aside and, with extreme speed, grabbed the man by the neck. With a slight squeeze, the man's neck made a cracking sound.

"That day probably won't come."

"Tell me, where is your leader?"

The man struggled frantically in Shen Qing's grasp, his face contorted in madness, showing no intention of speaking.

Shen Qing couldn't be bothered to waste more words. Overbearing True Qi surged from his hand, and the man's head exploded into pieces.

He looked up at White Cherry Villa. Although called a villa, its scale was comparable to a village of two thousand people.

Inside the villa, one could see vast stretches of fertile farmland planted with various crops.

Shen Qing guessed they were similar to the batch of soybeans.

The Wu Dynasty was far too lenient with martial arts sects, breeding too much darkness. They hadn't even discovered they were harboring a ghost.

Shen Qing leaped onto the treetops, his gaze constantly scanning the villa. His eyes quickly locked onto a red-roofed building. It was the tallest structure, and several Japanese pirates were gathered at the entrance, discussing something.

One of them, dressed in opulent clothing, was likely a leader.

Shen Qing raised an eyebrow, and his figure vanished from the treetops.

Outside the red building, the four men stopped what they were doing, their eyes filled with terror. Shen Qing, clad in a silver Flying Fish Robe, was slowly approaching them.

One of the Japanese pirates, perhaps emboldened by youth or lacking knowledge, didn't recognize the Centurion's uniform. He drew his sword and strode forward.

"Hey! Who are you, intruder? How dare you come to White Cherry Villa?"

Shen Qing instantly appeared before him and smashed his fist into the man's skull, driving his entire head into his chest.

Blood splattered. The 'headless' corpse staggered a few steps, weakly swung its blade a couple of times, and finally collapsed to the ground.

"Are you the leader of the Japanese pirates?"

Shen Qing looked down at the man in fine clothes with contempt.

The man's face turned ashen.

"A Centurion of the Imperial Guards? How did you find this place?"

Shen Qing kicked out, sending the man flying into the wall, where he seemed to perfectly meld with it. Blood continuously flowed from his nose and mouth.

"Do you have the right to ask questions? I am asking you now. You only need to answer my questions, or I will make you wish you were dead."

Without looking back, Shen Qing drew his Qing He saber from his waist. A flash of blue light streaked across, and the heads of the three Japanese pirates beside him instantly flew into the air. Blood painted a beautiful picture on the ground.

The man in the ornate robe on the wall chuckled.

"Imperial Guards? What good will killing me do? Our great nation will surely set foot on this fertile land."

"And you will eventually become our slaves, living under our oppression..."

"Hm? What are you doing?"

"I'll talk! I'll talk! Stop it..."

Shen Qing grabbed one of the man's thumbs and applied slight pressure, pulling the entire digit, including the bone, out. The bone-piercing pain immediately made the man make a decision that followed his true instincts.

Shen Qing's gaze was cold.

"Are you the leader of these Japanese pirates? Where is the original seed of the soybeans sent to Luoshui City? Have you sent soybeans to other places as well?"

Matsushita Suke no longer cared about his ideals; Shen Qing's methods were too brutal.

"My name is Matsushita Suke, the third-in-command of White Cherry Villa. Our second-in-command is Yamamoto Shinichi, and our leader is Takeshita Ken. He went down the mountain today and should be back. The original soybean seeds are in a redwood box in the warehouse to the east. We should have sent soybeans to several other places, but I don't know the exact locations..."

Shen Qing remained expressionless and gripped his finger again.

Matsushita Suke's face was filled with terror.

"What are you doing? I've already confessed!"

With a slight exertion of force, the sound of tearing flesh and bone echoed as another finger bone was extracted.

"You don't know the locations, huh? Then I'll make sure you know."

Without the slightest pause, Shen Qing suddenly exerted force and pulled out a third finger bone.

Then came the fourth, and the fifth.

"I remember now! It's in the leader's room. He has a habit of keeping a diary, and he might have written the information in there."

"Where is the room?"

"It's on the third floor. There's only one room on the third floor, and it belongs to the leader."

Shen Qing turned his head to look at the third floor.

"I'll confess... can you spare me..."

Matsushita Suke's plea for mercy abruptly stopped as Shen Qing's palm, like a blade, sliced off half of his head.

Shen Qing arrived on the third floor. The decor was extremely Japanese, and there was a pair of wooden clogs.

Shen Qing felt a bit annoyed and kicked the clogs out the window with a single kick.

Fortunately, the layout of the room was simple, and he easily found the diary.

Flipping through a few pages, it was all written in Japanese pirate script. Fortunately, their script was derived from the Wu Dynasty's script, so he could understand some of it.

Shen Qing quickly found the characters for "soybeans," "Luoshui City," and "Baiyun County" on one page.

This should be it, Shen Qing thought, tucking the diary inside his clothes.

He walked to the window, from which he could get a panoramic view of White Cherry Villa.

The next step was to find the original soybean seeds and kill all the Japanese pirates.

Gazing into the distance, he could see twenty to thirty Japanese pirates scattered throughout the villa. This was just the visible number; some were inside the buildings, and some were outside the villa.

He estimated there were probably around a hundred of them.

Shen Qing felt a bit of a headache.

Of course, the headache wasn't because he couldn't handle so many enemies, but because they were numerous and scattered.

Anyone who plays games often knows that fighting a big boss on some maps isn't difficult, but clearing the entire map can be troublesome, as there are always some enemies hiding in dark corners.

"I need to find a way to lure them all here."

Suddenly, Shen Qing turned his head towards the east, where the warehouse storing the original soybean seeds was located.

Shen Qing's eyes gradually lit up.

Well, frequent gamers would also know that tanks have a skill called "Taunt," and the best among them is AoE Taunt.

So, what could be more taunting than a burning warehouse?