Qingzhou Imperial Guard's Finest Case Solver

The sound had been faint, but everyone in the group was a martial artist.

Naturally, they had heard it and sensed that something was amiss.

As a Grandmaster Realm martial artist, Commander Feng reacted with extreme speed. He yanked open the tent flap and strode straight inside.

Su Fei and the others followed close behind into the tent.

The inside was somewhat disordered. Long Teng, the Commander of the Qingzhou Army whom they had seen at the awards ceremony, was purple-faced and staggering as he dodged a White Lotus Annihilation Palm wreathed in gray qi.

The attacker was a masked figure in black. Su Fei recognized that palm strike: the White Lotus Annihilation Palm.

Yet judging by its might, it was countless times stronger than the one wielded by that old White Lotus Sect man.

"Zhao Feiying, you damned traitor!"

After Long Teng dodged the White Lotus Annihilation Palm,

he continued cursing Zhao Feiying furiously.

Even while poisoned, he forcibly mobilized his true essence and struck Zhao Feiying with a palm.

But Zhao Feiying dodged it.

"Long Teng, you old bastard, if you know what's good for you, obediently await your death. Stop struggling."

"You're deeply poisoned, your true essence is scattering, and you still want to kill me? Do you think you're still that unscathed Grandmaster Realm martial artist, that lofty Commander of the Qingzhou Army, Long Teng?"

Commander Feng swept his gaze across the scene, straightened his robes slightly, and coughed before speaking.

"Brother Long Teng, have you been well since we last met?"

Long Teng wore a bitter smile. He stopped pursuing Zhao Feiying and stood where he was.

When the masked Grandmaster saw that a group of Imperial Guards had suddenly appeared,

he inwardly cried that things were bad.

Zhao Feiying's face was filled with shock as he muttered to himself.

"So many Imperial Guards... But Li Yan only died a short while ago. We moved quickly enough to kill Long Teng. How did you reach the military camp so fast? Could it be that you already discovered it was me? How could that be possible?"

Commander Feng looked at the shocked Zhao Feiying, his face brimming with satisfaction.

"Fast? You call this fast? Zhao Feiying, let me tell you, while I was riding here, I was taking my sweet time enjoying the scenery."

"Now let me introduce him. This is the Qingzhou Imperial Guard's finest case solver, Commander Su—Su Fei."

"He solved this arms case in less than a day. This time, you fell into his hands."

Having said that, his face was full of pride.

As though Qingzhou Imperial Guard's finest case solver was not Su Fei, but Feng Changqing himself.

At those words, Zhao Feiying glared at Su Fei with venom in his eyes.

"Damn Imperial Guard. I remember you. Had I known, I would've beaten you to death the first time I saw you. Then none of this would have happened."

Commander Feng directly shook his head and looked at Zhao Feiying.

"You're Deputy Commander Zhao, right? I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. I know you're a Peak Xiantian Realm martial artist, and your strength is fairly decent."

"But Commander Su here is only eighteen this year, and he too is a Xiantian Realm martial artist. Moreover, his strength is absolutely no less than yours. You know how formidable the White Lotus Sect's Xiantian Realm Dao soldiers are, don't you? He shattered one outright."

The masked man in black also had a flicker in his eyes, and the way he looked at Su Fei grew somewhat interested.

"Young friend, at such a young age, you have already become a Xiantian martial artist. Defeating the White Lotus Dao soldier proves that your combat strength is outstanding. I have already seen your skill at solving cases, which proves that you are a meticulous person."

"A talent such as yourself is only made a Commander in the Imperial Guard. What a sheer waste of talent. Would you be willing to join our White Lotus Sect?"

"If you nod and join our White Lotus Divine Sect, a talent like you will surely receive the warmest welcome from our sect."

"Our sect elders may even empower you with a transmission of cultivation. Within days, you could become a Grandmaster Realm martial artist. You may choose several of the White Lotus Sect's formidable martial arts as you please. What do you think?"

"You should know that while Great Xuan has quite a few powerful martial arts as well, you must earn merits before you can exchange for them."

Before Su Fei could speak,

Zhao Feiying, standing nearby, grew somewhat anxious and directly cut in.

"Ah, White Lotus envoy, what are you saying? Didn't you say that as long as I poisoned Long Teng's food, then helped you kill Long Teng and take command of the Qingzhou Army, you would make me a White Lotus Sect incense master, and have a White Lotus Sect elder empower me to help me break through to the Grandmaster Realm?"

"I've been helping your White Lotus Sect all along. I transported plenty of military equipment for you. Have you forgotten all that?"

Faced with Zhao Feiying's frantic questioning,

the White Lotus envoy patiently explained.

"Zhao Feiying, the Divine Sect naturally remembers your contributions, and what we promised you will still count. Rest assured. Our Divine Sect will still need you to command the Qingzhou Army in the future. When that time comes, you will be both the Commander of the Qingzhou Army and Qingzhou Governor, with inexhaustible wealth and glory to enjoy. How could Su Fei compare with you?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Feiying grinned broadly. His eyes went distant as he sank into expectations for the future.

Seeing Zhao Feiying in this state, the White Lotus envoy unconsciously revealed a trace of mockery in his eyes.

Through the God-tier Insight Technique, Su Fei saw all of this clearly. The White Lotus envoy's recruitment offer to him was probably mostly genuine.

As for how much of what he had said to Zhao Feiying was true and how much was false, that depended on one's own interpretation.

With the system in hand, Su Fei only needed to follow it and steadily complete its missions. He would naturally become a powerful martial artist.

There was simply no need for him to join any White Lotus Sect.

Su Fei shook his head and said,

"The White Lotus Sect beguiles the masses with demonic words, loves to rebel and leave all living things drowning in misery, and privately sells military equipment. As an Imperial Guard, how could I wallow in the same mire as you?"

"Your attempt to recruit me is nothing less than an insult."

Commander Feng clapped his hands and laughed heartily from the side.

"Well said, Su Fei! I didn't misjudge you. You have backbone, worthy of being one of my Imperial Guards. Once this case is over, the merits you've earned should be enough. I will personally ensure that you become a Hundred Household Commander."

The smile on the White Lotus envoy's face vanished in an instant, and killing intent surged in his eyes.

"You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. What the hell is a Hundred Household Commander? Once I deal with Feng Changqing, I'll have another word with you."

Before his words had faded, his body flashed, and his gray-qi-wreathed palms were already striking toward Commander Feng.

The pressure of the Grandmaster Realm erupted, blanketing the entire tent.

"Feng Changqing, it has been many years. Is your Stone Splitting Hand still as fierce and unyielding as it was back then?"

Commander Feng advanced instead of retreating. His hands became claws, his knuckles gleaming with a faint golden luster. It was his own martial art, the Stone Splitting Hand, which he had cultivated to the Great Accomplishment Realm.

"Whether my Stone Splitting Hand is fierce and unyielding, won't you find out by trying it?"

"Bang!"

Palms and sharp claws collided, their force bursting in every direction. The tables and benches inside the tent were instantly shattered to powder.

The two figures crossed and intertwined, palm winds and claw shadows flowing without end. In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged dozens of moves, fighting so evenly that neither could gain the upper hand.

Seeing this, a fierce gleam flashed through Zhao Feiying's eyes. He removed a pair of Mysterious Iron Gauntlets from his waist and fastened them onto his hands with a click. A sharp, cold gleam shone from their edges.

He charged fiercely toward Su Fei, Peak Xiantian Realm true essence condensing into a pale red glow around the gauntlets.

"Su Fei, right? Although we may become colleagues in the future, we are still enemies now. I'd better capture you first, then deal with the other Imperial Guards."

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