You're Treating My Words Like Farts!

"Wei Qing passed the assessment mission; his official treatment cannot be lacking."

"Since we've decided to let him stay in Qingcheng, the Heavenly Realm Division can't be without some gesture."

"Gentlemen, what do you think?"

After speaking, Nangong Yu looked at the others.

"In addition to the official Garrison Commander treatment he's entitled to, he can choose one Profound Tier martial art from the library. If he can break through to the Sixth Rank within three years with it, that would be a good thing."

Xie Yun answered directly.

The other three did not voice their opinions.

Nangong Yu nodded and looked at Zhou Cang, "Tomorrow morning in court, I will report Qingcheng's matters to Your Majesty."

"I imagine the new County Magistrate won't be in place so quickly, so Wei Qing will temporarily act as a substitute. As long as the people of Qingcheng are safe, that's all that matters."

"From this moment on, Wei Qing will enjoy the treatment of an official Garrison Commander. He will select one cultivation technique from the library and receive a bottle of Qi Gathering Pills. Everything will be sent to Qingcheng together."

"Secret Order: Jizhou Heavenly Realm Division dispatches a Sixth Rank Profound Tier Garrison Commander to Qingcheng."

A secret order is a non-official directive from the Heavenly Realm Division.

Other than the person conveying and executing the order, there will be no record.

"Your subordinate obeys the order!"

Zhou Cang respectfully accepted the command.

He was happy for Wei Qing in his heart.

This secret order was essentially assigning Wei Qing a protector at the Sixth Rank.

The Inspector who assessed Wei Qing, Song Kai, although also at the Sixth Rank, could only exert eight or nine-tenths of his strength due to an old injury.

Furthermore, in the message Zhou Cang sent back, there was mention of a demon that suddenly appeared and then disappeared.

It might reappear.

To prevent any accidents.

He was planning to report it.

However, before he could even speak, Nangong Yu had already made arrangements!

This indicated that Wei Qing had already caught the attention of the Heavenly Realm Division's higher-ups and was being considered as a potential talent.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Wei Qing spent this day taking a simple tour of Qingcheng.

News of Fang Xiang colluding with demons, the Fang Manor being sealed, and Fang Youting's imprisonment spread like wildfire.

After all, many citizens had witnessed the events at the Fang Manor yesterday.

It was too late to contain the news.

By now, the entire city knew.

Instantly.

The Fang Manor became a target of public scorn, with everyone cursing it.

The families of the victims even threw dead rats, feces, and other things at the Fang Manor to vent their anger.

Facing a group of foul-smelling yamen colleagues every day, Zhu Huan had to step in and warn the families, and the acts of retaliation gradually subsided.

In front of the Fang Manor.

"My Lord."

"Greetings, Lord Wei."

When Zhu Huan and the yamen officers on guard saw Wei Qing arrive, they both bowed respectfully.

"Mhm," Wei Qing nodded slightly. "Have there been any incidents these past few days?"

"Some servants from the Fang Manor tried to escape, but we drove them back."

"Since the Imperial Court's verdict hasn't been handed down, we dare not use lethal force. Consequently, more and more servants are clashing with the yamen officers, and we're running short of manpower."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tightly shut main door of the Fang Manor suddenly burst open.

Over twenty servants, wielding wooden clubs, rushed out.

The yamen officers on duty instinctively drew their sabers and shouted sternly:

"All of you, go back inside! Before the Imperial decree is issued, no one is allowed to leave the Fang Manor."

"Otherwise, don't blame my saber for not recognizing you..."

"We aren't part of the Fang family, why aren't we allowed to leave?"

"Exactly, why should we be buried with that devil Fang Xiang? We didn't collude with any demons."

Seeing the yamen runners blocking them with sabers, the more than twenty household servants showed no fear in their eyes.

The first time they tried, they were outnumbered and scared back.

The second time, they realized the yamen runners were all talk and didn't dare to kill anyone. Because they were still outnumbered, they were violently driven back by the yamen runners.

This time, they gathered all the household servants and prepared to make another attempt.

No one was foolish. If they waited for the Imperial Court's decree to arrive, it would be too late to escape.

Zhu Huan looked at the two leading martial arts guards who were making the most noise and coldly reprimanded, "Shut your mouths! Until the Imperial Court's decree arrives, all of you will stay put obediently."

The guard captain spoke, "Lord Zhu, let's not play dumb. We all know what the consequences are for colluding with demons, right?"

"Right."

The rest of the household servants responded in unison.

"Our relationship with the Fang family is purely employment. We have no objections if you want to judge the Fang family, but today, we must leave."

"That's right."

Seeing this, Wei Qing stepped forward, his icy gaze sweeping over the numerous servants before finally settling on the guard captain. "I made it very clear yesterday: no one is to leave the manor until the Imperial Court's decree arrives."

"It seems you've taken my words for granted!"

"Gr..."

Before the guard captain could finish speaking, a cold glint flashed, and his head flew off. A torrent of blood gushed out, stunning everyone into silence. Wei Qing's ruthlessness had shocked them all.

[Ding! Killed a Ninth Rank intermediate martial artist]

[Mental Strength +10, Strength +11, Constitution +13, Breath Concealing Pill X1]

"He... he killed someone..."

Someone shouted, and the servants, snapping back to reality, looked at Wei Qing as if he were a demon, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

"I'll count to three..."

"Anyone still here dies!"

Wei Qing's voice, like a blast from hell, echoed in the servants' ears.

Waiting for the Imperial Court's decree, they might not die.

But if they delayed even a moment longer, they would die immediately!

The household servants no longer dared to speak. They fled into the Fang Manor as if their lives depended on it, fearing they would become the next victims of Wei Qing's blade.

Wei Qing sheathed his saber and looked at Zhu Huan, "This is the first time. I don't want to see a next time."

"Yes."

Cold sweat trickled down Zhu Huan's face from his forehead.

He understood the implied meaning behind Wei Qing's words; it was a warning.

As a subordinate, what use was he if he couldn't resolutely carry out his master's orders?

This was his first mistake.

And it would be his last!

Wei Qing looked up at the other yamen runners. "I gave the order, I killed the man. I will take responsibility for whatever happens!"

"From now on, until the Imperial Court's decree arrives, kill anyone who comes out of the Fang Manor, even if it's just a dog!"

"Yes."

The yamen runners around them shouted back loudly.

At this moment, they were genuinely impressed by this Lord Wei from the Heavenly Realm Division.

Powerful and ruthless!

This was the Heavenly Realm Division!

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps came from behind.

Wei Qing turned around, and A Fu ran up to him. "My lord, our shopkeeper said there's a lead on the matter you entrusted to us. Please come to the inn for a chat."

"Let's go."

"Yes."