I Thank You, You Little Rascal!

"No wonder!"

As he spoke.

A chair flew past Jun Wushang towards the two of them.

Wei Qing and Zhang Zhidong both took a step back, avoiding the combat zone between the two.

"Madam Zhang, you're willing to let Miss Xue suffer."

"My daughter likes it, I can't stop her."

While they were talking, Jun Wushang was distracted and his eyes were directly hit by a fist.

"Ouch..."

Jun Wushang clutched his eyes and stumbled back three steps.

"Oh dear, how miserable."

"Serves him right, for daring to break off the engagement. Good thing only my daughter knows... If my wife found out, hmph."

"I'd break this brat's third leg."

Hearing this, Wei Qing suddenly understood where Zhang Xue's "martial prowess gene" came from.

He silently prayed for his brother.

In just this short moment.

Jun Wushang had successfully evolved into Jun "Pig Head."

"No... I won't fight anymore... I won't break off the engagement."

Forced into a corner, Jun Wushang simply raised both hands and surrendered.

"Hmph, you say you won't fight, so you won't fight? You say you won't break off the engagement, so you won't break off the engagement? Do you think I care about you?" Zhang Xue put her hands on her hips and looked at Jun Wushang with a proud expression. "It's me who wants to break off the engagement now."

"Uh..." Jun Wushang was stunned at first, then nodded slightly: "No problem, I really am not worthy of you, Miss."

"Alright, Xue'er, we'll talk about this later."

As the supervisor of Qingcheng's Night Owl Guard, Zhang Zhidong had a discerning eye.

As a formal Garrison Commander who had slain demons, his every move in a real fight was a killing blow.

It was not something his daughter, a "pure warrior" who had never taken a life, could contend with.

Even though Zhang Xue was a minor realm higher than Jun Wushang.

"Dad."

Zhang Xue pouted, glaring at Zhang Zhidong with dissatisfaction.

"Will your mother agree?"

Seeing that his words were ineffective, he immediately brought out his trump card.

As expected, this move had an immediate effect.

Zhang Xue shivered upon hearing this.

Thinking of her mother's angry expression made her involuntarily shudder.

Immediately, she obediently shut her mouth.

Zhang Zhidong gave an awkward smile: "Forgive my rudeness, sir."

"It's nothing, Miss Zhang is a person of true temperament." Wei Qing nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Zhang Xue. "Breaking off the engagement was indeed wrong of my brother. I wonder if you've vented your anger, Miss?"

"If not, you can beat him some more. I guarantee he won't fight back."

"Qingzi..."

"You shut up first."

Wei Qing completely ignored Jun Wushang's objection and looked back at Zhang Xue.

In his opinion, Miss Zhang was definitely a good match.

If Jun Wushang missed this opportunity, he might not meet a similar girl for a very long time.

"Hmph." Zhang Xue snorted coldly and glanced at Jun Wushang. "I never fight with a defeated opponent again!"

With that, she turned and left the private room, her black hair tied at the back of her head swaying gently with her movement.

"Defeated... opponent..."

Jun Wushang's mouth twitched fiercely a few times, and he could only sigh helplessly in the end.

Who told him he was in the wrong!

"Later, you and Brother Zhang should go home and apologize to Miss Zhang properly, otherwise, don't blame me for telling Aunt Liu when I return to the capital."

Wei Qing walked up to Jun Wushang and whispered.

Jun Wushang's eyes widened abruptly, and he looked at Wei Qing in disbelief, as if he were meeting him for the first time.

Seeing Wei Qing's unwavering stance, he deflated like a leaky balloon. "No... I'll go... I'll go right now."

Wei Qing chuckled and patted Jun Wushang on the shoulder. "You'll thank me later."

"I'll thank you a whole lot of nothing."

With that, he stomped angrily towards the door.

Seeing this, Wei Qing called out, "Do you know the Zhang family?"

"Uh..."

At the sound of his voice, Jun Wushang's left foot, which had been stepping out of the room, froze mid-air. He looked at Zhang Zhidong, his potential father-in-law, with an embarrassed expression.

"Follow me," Zhang Zhidong said with displeasure.

Jun Wushang, like a defeated rooster, lowered his head and followed Zhang Zhidong out of the inn.

Qingcheng County Office.

After Jun Wushang left, Wei Qing, holding the appointment letter, headed straight for the county office.

"Sir."

Zhu Huan hurried forward to greet Wei Qing upon his arrival.

"Call the County Lieutenant here."

"Yes."

A moment later.

The County Lieutenant rushed over. "Greetings, Lord Wei."

"Take a look at this."

The County Lieutenant took the appointment letter with both hands and carefully read its contents.

He respectfully returned the appointment letter to Wei Qing and clasped his hands in a salute. "Congratulations, Lord Wei, on becoming the acting Magistrate of Qingcheng."

The Heavenly Realm Division did not have jurisdiction over local government offices, but the Magistrate was the head of such an office.

Combined with Wei Qing's ruthless methods of killing without batting an eye.

The County Lieutenant dared not show any disrespect to Wei Qing.

"Alright, I won't interfere with the affairs of the office. You do as you normally would. My only responsibility during this interim period is to ensure Qingcheng's stability and the safety of its citizens."

"If you encounter anything you cannot resolve, come to me."

"Yes."

The County Lieutenant secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, working daily in front of a living Yama was truly frightening. He was afraid he might make a mistake one day.

And get his head chopped off.

"This is the Imperial Court's judgment on the Fang family. Take a look."

Wei Qing placed the judgment on the desk and pushed it towards the County Lieutenant.

The County Lieutenant stepped forward, picked up the judgment, and began to read it carefully.

Gradually.

His expression grew more and more solemn.

After finishing the entire document, the County Lieutenant respectfully placed the judgment back in its original position. "Sir, what should we do next?"

"What else can we do? The Imperial Court's decree is very clear: colluding with demons results in the extermination of nine generations. Are you perhaps planning to defy the decree?" Wei Qing raised his eyes and swept a cold glance over the County Lieutenant.

"This subordinate would never dare."

The County Lieutenant, startled, fell to his knees with a "thump," his body trembling uncontrollably.

Wei Qing calmly said, "I know you and Fang Youting are good friends and have worked together for many years."

"I can't do anything about Lord Fang's situation."

"Since the Imperial Court has issued a decree, we must act according to it."

"This subordinate obeys the decree."

Seeing that the situation was irreversible, the County Lieutenant could only sigh helplessly.

"The Imperial Court has likely already made arrangements for the Fang family's nine generations of branches outside of Qingcheng."

"Issue an order to immediately round up all members of the Fang family within Qingcheng, including their servants, and throw them all into prison!"

"Yes."

The County Lieutenant nodded, then added with some embarrassment, "There are many people in the Fang family, especially their martial artists. They certainly won't be willing to die."

"Although some of the yamen runners have a foundation in martial arts, I fear they..."

The County Lieutenant's face was full of awkwardness. The yamen of a county couldn't even suppress a single Fang family.

There was no other way, after all these years.

The martial artists who had become Fang family guards out of gratitude for Fang Youting saving their lives numbered no less than ten that he knew of.

Meanwhile, the yamen runners within the County Lieutenant's yamen, including Zhu Huan, numbered only eight. The remaining thirty-odd runners were fine for dealing with ordinary people.

Against martial artists, they were sure to lose.

Wei Qing chuckled and asked, "What do you mean?"