Tiger Skin

Stepping out of the Imperial Guard station.

Su Mo's expression suddenly turned gloomy.

"You damned Lin Moyin!"

"Do you think I'm an idiot? Haven't you seen spy movies?"

"This isn't some Imperial Guard Dark Guard, you're clearly using me as bait!"

Su Mo's brows furrowed tightly: "Could she suspect I'm with the Heavenly Mother Cult?"

Dark Guards, as the name implies, are spies.

How could a spy not have a handler!

He was just the lowest-level laborer.

She wouldn't directly contact Lin Moyin, a sixth-rank Captain, would she?

Also, according to Gao Xin's previous words, the Imperial Guard had its own code of conduct and laws.

Lin Moyin didn't even tell him anything!

Damn it!

Ninety percent chance she suspects he's with the Heavenly Mother Cult.

No wonder she suddenly asked if he was with the Heavenly Mother Cult!

Or, she's using him as bait, a pawn, to lure out members of the Heavenly Mother Cult!

The more Su Mo thought about it, the gloomier he became!

He couldn't help but curse under his breath again.

This world really isn't easy to navigate, it's full of traps.

He still needs to get promoted, cultivate immortality, and preferably get rich too!

Of course!

She used him, but wasn't he also using her to get promoted and rich!

People with value are usually not easily discarded.

She wants him to be bait.

He'll cooperate with her, and maybe gain some favorability too.

Anyway, his nickname is Su Lengzi.

It's reasonable for a fool to make mistakes, right?

When he's finally in a position above her, she'll know how formidable he is!

Su Mo had the self-awareness of a chess piece and directly drew his saber, swaggering towards his home!

The tiger-skin cloak of the Imperial Guard was indeed useful.

If only it wasn't inconvenient to change clothes right now.

He'd definitely try on his new set to see the effect!

Passing through the East Market, everyone scattered in panic.

Su Mo finally felt the imposing aura of an official, completely unaware that he had become a plague god in others' eyes, and proudly returned to Ping'an Ward.

He increasingly felt this world was just like playing an online game.

Equipped with high-end new gear, his attack power and deterrence increased severalfold!

He swaggered back to Jiazi Lane in Ping'an Ward.

From a distance, he saw someone waiting outside, Scar Meng, a laborer under his third uncle.

He didn't expect him to be here too.

Seeing Su Mo return, Scar Meng quickly jogged over, reaching out to take the brocade robe and straight saber Su Mo was holding, and said obsequiously, "Officer Su, you're back..."

As he spoke, he suddenly choked as if his throat was grabbed, his voice abruptly cut off.

His gaze fell upon the brocade robe and straight saber Su Mo was holding. He swallowed several times, still unable to utter a word!

Su Mo smiled: "Brother Meng, you're here too?"

He said, gesturing with what he held: "It's better if I carry these myself, it's not good for others to do it for me!"

Scar Meng finally recovered, swallowing again: "Su... Officer Su, this is..."

Su Mo smiled: "Just picked them up from the Guard station."

"Don't go around telling people!"

Scar Meng reflexively nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry!"

"I absolutely won't say anything outside!"

Su Mo then asked: "Have many people come to the house?"

"Is Mr. Dong gone?"

Scar Meng quickly replied, "Mr. Dong is still here!"

"The Constables from the Fast Squad, except for those on duty, have basically all arrived!"

"There are also some helpers and Laborers that Old Chen is familiar with."

"People from Chen Family Village also came."

"To send sister-in-law and the others back."

Su Mo was a little surprised.

He didn't expect Chen Bao's actions to be so quick.

He thought his third aunt and Qin Bi'er wouldn't be back until tomorrow.

These private salt dealers are so well-informed.

And they're really bold!

The Constables and yamen runners are all gathered, and Dong Yangrong is also here, yet they still dare to show up.

Aren't they afraid the Constables will arrest them for selling private salt and claim the reward!

Scar Meng solicitously led Su Mo back to the residence.

As soon as he entered, Su Mo smelled a strong aroma of meat.

Three or four tables were already set up in the small courtyard, and he wondered where the tables were borrowed from.

A large iron pot was set up next to them, filled with a pot of meat, and a Laborer was actively playing the role of a cook, busy nearby.

Twenty to thirty helpers were sitting together.

Some were playing finger-guessing games, others were bragging, it was very lively!

The people from Chen Family Village were indeed among them, and Chen Bao was drinking with several helpers, his face flushed red.

However, only tea, wine, and snacks like preserved fruits were served on the table; the feast hadn't started yet.

It was clear they were waiting for Su Mo, the main guest, to return.

Upon seeing Su Mo appear.

The previously boisterous courtyard instantly fell silent.

Although Chen Bao had drunk quite a bit, he was quite clear-headed and was about to take the initiative to greet Su Mo, to show their extraordinary relationship.

But in the next second, he had the same reaction as Scar Meng!

The brocade robe and the straight saber, over three feet long, were very eye-catching; it was hard to ignore them!

All eyes were fixed on the brocade robe and the saber!

Then came the sound of constant inhaling!

Chen Bao's forehead began to sweat.

He had initially thought Su Mo just had some connection with the Imperial Guard!

But it turns out he is an Imperial Guard!

Holy crap! He actually whipped an Imperial Guard?

Also, what if his daughter became Su Mo's concubine?

The private salt dealer couldn't help but let his imagination run wild!

It's a good thing he had foresight!

He brought the Yang Tian Jue over!

Bringing it over in advance, and bringing it over after knowing Su Mo was an Imperial Guard, the effect would definitely be different!

Su Mo saw that everyone was in a state of petrification.

He wondered if he had overdone his act.

But this was good.

This fit the image of a rookie, full of vigor, and a bit of a hothead.

Wearing the tiger skin of the Imperial Guard, if he didn't flaunt it a bit and instead showed a gloomy and experienced demeanor, what would Lin Moyin think?

He had to protect his persona well.

At a critical moment, this persona might even save his life!

Thinking of this.

Su Mo chuckled, "I didn't expect so many brothers from the yamen to come to support me, I'm truly honored!"

His gaze turned to Chen Bao, "Uncle Chen, you're here too?"

Chen Bao quickly nodded, "It just so happened that I was passing by, so I came to join the fun!"

"Su... you won't mind my presence, will you?"

Su Mo chuckled, "How could that be!"

"I'm too late to welcome you!"

"I'll have to trouble Uncle Chen to help entertain the brothers at the yamen. I need to go inside and put some things down!"

As soon as he said this, Chen Bao seemed to have been injected with three pounds of chicken blood.

His already red face turned even redder.

He thumped his chest, "Don't worry, Young Master Su! Old Uncle will definitely entertain them well! I guarantee all the brothers will drink until they can't go home!"

The other helpers and laborers echoed in agreement!

Entering the main hall.

There was only one table.

The wine was naturally better than what was outside.

After all, anyone who could be seated in the main hall couldn't be of low status.

Dong Yangrong, Zhong Sanyuan, Luo Lie, Lu Shan, who among them wasn't a prominent figure in Changping County?

The other few who were seated were also veteran constables with significant connections within the yamen.

Any one of them could scare a child into stopping their cries if they were to go out!

Seeing Su Mo enter.

The first thing everyone noticed was his blue brocade robe and straight saber, and they all showed surprise.

Their reactions were somewhat better than those of the helpers and laborers outside.

After all, they had all seen the world!

Su Mo glanced around but didn't see his third aunt, Qin Bi'er, or the others.

It was clear the female guests were in the inner hall.

Chen Gan struggled to shift his gaze from the brocade robe and straight saber. "Mo'er, you're back!"

He paused before regaining some composure. "Hurry back and put your things away!"

"Mr. Dong, Captain Zhong, they're all waiting for you!"

Dong Yangrong smiled, "We can't start the banquet until the guest of honor returns."

"Is Brother Su finished with his business?"

Su Mo casually set aside the brocade robe and straight saber. "Actually, it wasn't anything important."

"Uncle, you too!"

"How can you let Mr. Dong sit in the secondary seat? Hurry and invite Mr. Dong to take the main seat!"

Dong Yangrong waved his hand, "That won't do!"

"As a scholar, if I were to usurp the host's position and show disrespect for etiquette, wouldn't I be laughed at!"

He put on a stern face. "The main seat is for Young Master Su. Otherwise, it would mean you want me, this uninvited guest, to leave."

Zhong Sanyuan next to him quickly chimed in with a smile, "Brother Su, don't be so polite with Mr. Dong!"

"Hurry up and take your seat. Everyone is waiting for you."

"My stomach is full of wine, and if I don't find something to eat to fill it, I'll definitely sleep here tonight!"

Su Mo laughed heartily, "It's all my fault for being busy!"

"I'll fine myself a bowl first!"

"Later, I'll make sure Captain Zhong and the others have a great time!"

After saying that.

With great spirit, he picked up the wine jar and poured himself a full large bowl.

Although the wine was of higher quality than what was outside, it was at most seven or eight percent alcohol, not much different from beer.

Just one bowl, what was there to mention!

Su Mo, who had transformed into the god of wine, drank it down in one gulp.