What Rumor? Your Humble Servant Also Doesn't Know

County Magistrate Han Zhang and his entourage exited the Imperial Guard. Ning Chuan suddenly felt a prickling sensation on his scalp.

He turned his head and saw Leng Hanshuang staring at him with ill intent. He quickly put on a harmless smile.

"Thank you, Lord Leng, for your protection. Thank you, Martial Emperor, for your care!"

Ning Chuan hastily bowed to Leng Hanshuang and the old man in green.

Leng Hanshuang was unmoved. Dark clouds gathered on her pretty face as she coldly asked, "Kid, tell this official, what rumors are circulating outside, and what woman are you fighting County Magistrate Han Zhang over?"

"Holy crap!"

Ning Chuan's heart sank, and his face immediately turned awkward.

I'm innocent in this too!

Xiao Lian also watched Ning Chuan with curiosity and a displeased look.

The Imperial Guards' gossip flames burned fiercely, looking like they were waiting for a good show.

Even the old man in green slightly opened his eyes, revealing a hint of curiosity.

"Lord Leng, this subordinate just heard about it too. I'm as confused as you are!"

Ning Chuan quickly answered truthfully, maintaining a very proper attitude.

"Oh, is that so?"

Leng Hanshuang rubbed her delicate chin, seemingly half-believing, and pointed to a squad leader of the Imperial Guard, asking:

"You, tell me, what are the rumors?"

This squad leader had just harbored thoughts of schadenfreude. Upon hearing Leng Hanshuang's words, the smile on his lips froze, and he was so scared he quickly lowered his head.

"This subordinate is also puzzled and doesn't know about any rumors!"

Seeing that the squad leader wouldn't speak, Leng Hanshuang didn't press him and was about to change the subject.

Just then, A smug voice came from behind the prison door.

The voice was kept low, but it still carried clearly.

"See? I told you Ning Chuan was Lord Leng's kept man, and you didn't believe me!

I won this bet, so pay up. Hurry up and give me my money."

This was the voice of Zhang Lu, a captain under Xiao Lian.

Just now, County Magistrate Han Zhang's group had arrived aggressively, startling them as well. They had hidden behind the Heavenly Prison door to watch the fun.

As Zhang Lu's voice rang out, The hall fell so quiet you could hear a pin drop. The atmosphere became eerily silent.

The squad leaders of the Imperial Guard all lowered their heads, trying to minimize their presence.

Ning Chuan pretended to look around, as if he hadn't heard Zhang Lu's voice.

Then another voice came from inside, this time it was Wang Meng speaking.

"Tsk tsk, Ning Chuan, this pretty boy, has even gotten Xiao Lian...

Tsk tsk... Lord Xiao Lian...

We brothers are so envious!

No way, you have to treat us to drinks, kid!"

Wang Meng was straightforward and naturally had a loud voice.

His few words were like a thunderclap to these martial arts experts outside.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Xiao Lian's pretty face turned slightly cold. She coughed softly, secretly transmitting her voice into the door with her internal energy.

"Wuwu... wuwu... Don't cover my mouth! Wuwu..."

Wang Meng seemed to have his mouth covered by Zhang Lu and the others, and was being dragged away.

Everyone looked at each other with strange expressions.

Ning Chuan cried out in his heart, "Brother Wang, you've gotten me into deep trouble!"

Although "one dragon playing with two phoenixes" was his ideal, he couldn't say it out loud in public.

Moreover, it was incredibly awkward to say it with all three parties present.

Ning Chuan could no longer pretend. He looked at Leng Hanshuang somewhat nervously.

"Um, Lord Leng, what rumors? This subordinate just reported to the Imperial Guard and has been incredibly busy all day. I haven't really heard anything specific!

However, please rest assured, Your Lordship, this subordinate will definitely investigate thoroughly and get to the bottom of it!"

"If anyone dares to spread rumors about Lord Leng, this subordinate will surely twist their head off and present it to Lord Leng to vent your anger!"

Ning Chuan put on a righteous expression.

Leng Hanshuang remained silent, her beautiful eyes fixed on Ning Chuan.

Ning Chuan, having just teased Xiao Lian and now facing this situation, felt his old face flush slightly.

He was uneasy, more so than he had ever been facing a charge from five hundred bandit cavalry.

After a long moment, Leng Hanshuang suddenly broke into a smile, and the air seemed to brighten.

"Kid, I haven't even paid attention, why are you so nervous?"

"Whoosh!"

Ning Chuan let out a long sigh, his heart greatly relieved.

He wiped away nonexistent cold sweat and quickly offered flattery.

"Lord Leng possesses both beauty and wisdom, talent and vision. This subordinate admires you!"

Everyone present was shocked and exchanged glances.

"If this Ning Chuan isn't involved with Demoness Leng, I'll eat a whole Imperial Guard!"

Xiao Lian gritted her teeth and glared at Ning Chuan.

"Alright, alright, let's talk business now!"

Leng Hanshuang spoke, her voice calm as a still pond, immediately drawing everyone's attention.

She swept her gaze across the room and said lightly.

"The Han Family is in cahoots with the bandits. The six bandit leaders have fallen into the hands of the Imperial Guard.

Han Zhang is extremely anxious and might send people to break them out!

You must guard the Heavenly Prison well, and thoroughly inspect all food and drink sent to the prison.

This matter is of great importance and allows for no mistakes!"

"Yes!"

The eight Squad Leaders' expressions turned serious, and they responded in unison.

These men had just been suppressed by the Martial Emperor's aura, spitting up large mouthfuls of blood, and were feeling resentful.

Seeking revenge on the Martial Emperor was impossible in this lifetime.

They could only hope that if the County Magistrate dared to send people to break the prisoners out, they would have a chance to vent their frustrations.

Leng Hanshuang paused here, stood up, and bowed to the elder in green.

"This matter is of great importance. I implore you, Uncle-Ancestor, to remain here to watch over the Han Family's Martial Emperor and guard the six bandit leaders!"

The elder in green slightly opened his eyes, nodded gently, and then closed them again.

"Ning Chuan, Xiao Lian!"

"This subordinate is here!"

"You two, come with me. This official has other arrangements!"

Following Leng Hanshuang out of the main hall, they passed through several courtyards and arrived at Leng Hanshuang's office.

Upon entering, Leng Hanshuang poured a cup of tea for Ning Chuan and Xiao Lian, and the three sat down.

Leng Hanshuang stared at Ning Chuan, her captivating eyes darting about, filled with immense shock.

This kid, is he hiding too deeply, or does he truly have no internal energy?

Impossible. He easily captured the six bandit leaders, who were Grandmasters of the sixth rank. It's impossible for him to have no internal energy!

This kid is a freak. He must have a big secret, and he's trustworthy!

Ning Chuan felt a little embarrassed under her gaze and quickly cleared his throat.

"Lord Leng, please give your orders!"

Leng Hanshuang snapped back to attention, sighed softly, and slowly said:

"Among the Imperial Guard, you two are the only ones this official can trust and who possess sufficient strength.

Next, you two will be entrusted with a very important task!"

"Miss, please speak. Why be so formal with me!"

As soon as Xiao Lian returned to Leng Hanshuang's side, she seemed to shed her cold and peerless demeanor, transforming into a little girl who could act spoiled.

"Thank you for your trust, Lord. This subordinate will do their utmost to repay your kindness in promoting me.

May I ask if the task you are assigning will offer an opportunity to kill enemies?"

Ning Chuan's eyes gleamed with anticipation. His words caused the two women to fall silent for a moment.

This kid has such a heavy killing intent!

Xiao Lian couldn't help but recall the scene where Ning Chuan headbutted the Second Boss of Three Tiger Mountain to death, and then she remembered how he beat up the Six Tyrants of the bandits last night. A shiver ran down her spine.

Little did she know, in Ning Chuan's heart, all enemies were just Attribute Points waiting for him.

"You can kill as many as you can, as many as you're willing to kill!"

Ning Chuan was overjoyed, and his eyes lit up with a green glow usually reserved for beautiful women.