My little brother has a bad temper, he needs to change!

"One person??"

Magistrate Li's body wobbled, stumbling a few steps, nearly crashing to the ground.

He'd spent his whole life in Blackwater County and understood the ways of the Demon Suppressing Division.

Those with badges were all Fifth Rank Martial Artists or above, prowling the streets and alleys of Blackwater County on a daily basis, tasked specifically with handling tricky demons—they were the Division's real fighting force.

A few years back, Big Fish Town had a Fox Demon outbreak. Back then, a badged Demon Suppressing Division expert came in person, fought the demon for three days straight, and finally slew it, giving the town a few years of peace.

Today, the Division hadn't sent any combat strength—just an Ordinary Servant.

Clearly, they didn't care much about the Li Family Fort's troubles, leaving them to fend for themselves.

"It's over, it's over..."

Magistrate Li seemed to age decades in an instant. He shook his head repeatedly, utterly despairing: "The lords in the Demon Suppressing Division don't care if we live or die... they just sent someone to brush us off."

"Master, maybe we should just cut and run?" the servant He Er suddenly suggested from the side.

But Magistrate Li shook his head helplessly: "Run? How? Two-legged men can't outrun four-legged Yellow-Skinned Weasels..."

Meanwhile, at the Li Family Fort's gate.

Lin Guanhuo dismounted and tied his horse to a wooden stake by the roadside.

A faint mist hung over the street.

Lin Guanhuo frowned slightly, spotting within that mist the vague outlines of short, squat figures. Those figures formed a grand bridal procession, beating drums and clanging gongs.

'Yellow-Skinned Weasels coming for a bride? Interesting.' Lin Guanhuo sneered coldly, paid them no further mind, and strode straight into the courtyard, blade in hand.

The real show was in here.

The entire Li Family Fort was made up of a dozen or so large brick houses, high walls, a theater courtyard, and a tea house.

"My lord! My lord!! Over here!"

No sooner had he entered the yard and taken a few steps than a servant not far off waved at Lin Guanhuo, signaling him to come over.

Lin Guanhuo walked into a side room and found dozens of people from the Li Family Fort, high and low, all huddled there trembling, clearly scared out of their wits.

Lin Guanhuo slapped his long blade onto the table, making everyone in the room jump.

Then he sat down in a chair and said, "Tea."

At that moment, Lin Guanhuo wore a black shirt and cloth shoes, looking utterly ordinary—nothing like the armored, gold-adorned experts of the Demon Suppressing Division.

The room fell quiet. Many servants stared at Lin Guanhuo, muttering inwardly: Isn't this lord from the Division different from what we imagined?

Could there be a mistake?

After a moment, Magistrate Li snapped out of it and quickly waved at his daughter: "Xinyao, what are you standing there for? Why aren't you pouring tea for the lord??"

A graceful woman in a pale pink long dress wiped her tears. Her eyes were still red-rimmed as she took the teapot, her jade-like hands trembling slightly as she poured Lin Guanhuo a cup.

"My... my lord. Please... have tea." The woman said softly.

She was Magistrate Li's eldest daughter, Li Xinyao. Only twenty years old, she was strikingly delicate, and with her current aggrieved, pitiful look, few men could resist the urge to hold and comfort her fiercely.

No wonder a few Yellow-Skinned Weasels had set their sights on her, wanting to take her back to the mountains to bear their young.

Gulp, gulp, gulp~~~

After a long, thirsty ride, Lin Guanhuo downed three cups in a row before finally fixing his gaze on the old man standing respectfully before him. He asked, "You're Magistrate Li?"

"In reply to your lordship, this old man is." Magistrate Li answered deferentially.

Lin Guanhuo nodded: "I'm Lin Guanhuo, from the Demon Suppressing Division. Tell me the situation."

Hearing this.

Thud!!

Magistrate Li dropped straight to his knees, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Lord Lin!! This old man's life isn't worth much—I'd die and that'd be that. But my three daughters, the oldest is only twenty! Please, save them!!"

Magistrate Li pointed toward the main hall, his tone filled with terror: "Three Yellow-Skinned Weasels have taken human form. They're inside right now, drinking and making merry. They said that before sunset today, they'll take my three daughters away to be their wives!"

"My lord!" Magistrate Li wept, growing more agitated: "Those three are beasts!! For the past half month, they've eaten our food, used our things! And now they want my daughters! Just now, my Head Steward went in to reason with them, and they killed him on the spot, carried him to the table, and ate him!!"

"My three daughters are so young—how can they endure the torment of those beasts?"

At this, Magistrate Li's three daughters beside him also knelt, weeping bitterly, their tears falling like pear blossoms in the rain: "Wuwuwu~~ My lord~~ My lord!"

"Save us, please~~ Save us, please~~"

Magistrate Li then pleaded desperately: "I beg you, my lord, think of all the years I've opened the granaries and saved many lives. Go back to the Demon Suppressing Division and put in a good word for us father and daughters, send more experts to drive these beasts away!"

"Saving a life is worth more than building a seven-story pagoda—I believe your lordship will be blessed for it!"

After speaking, the four of them—father and daughters—stared at Lin Guanhuo with pleading eyes, praying that this righteous lord would take pity and help them.

A long moment passed.

"I understand." Lin Guanhuo nodded.

Magistrate Li and the three daughters brightened, thinking Lin Guanhuo had agreed to go back and call for help. They were about to kowtow in thanks.

But Lin Guanhuo slowly rose, picked up his blade, and said, "Lin will go in and have a talk with them."

"What?!"

Magistrate Li froze, then quickly rose to his feet. "Lord Lin, those beasts are vicious—they kill at the slightest disagreement... Perhaps you should return to the Demon Suppressing Division and call for more men?"

"Lord Lin..."

Lin Guanhuo raised a hand, cutting off Magistrate Li's words.

Then, blade in hand, he left the side chamber and walked alone toward the main hall.

All that remained in the side chamber were the dozens of members of the Li family, watching Lin Guanhuo's retreating back.

Magistrate Li was somewhat dazed.

This Lord Lin spoke so lightly of it.

Would this really work??

Meanwhile.

Inside the main hall, three Yellow-Skinned Weasels who had taken human form, along with a pack of those still in beast shape, were drinking merrily.

They drank and feasted—on chicken, fish, pork, and human flesh.

On the table, the Head Steward's corpse had already been gnawed down to scraps.

"Burp~~ This liquor's not bad~~" Boss Huang downed another bowl, a little dizzy, rubbing his eyes.

Then he noticed a man at the doorway.

The man was dressed in black, his expression calm, a long blade in hand as he walked in slowly.

"Burp~~ The hell is this?? Don't you see we're drinking here?" Second Brother Huang frowned at the newcomer, his voice cold.

Though he had cultivated a human form, his sharp snout and monkey-like face, especially the brutal, sinister gleam in his eyes, made it clear he was no man.

"Heh! Boss Huang, Magistrate Li sent for me."

Lin Guanhuo stepped into the room, unceremoniously taking a seat at the banquet table.

The table reeked of Blood Qi; an ordinary person would likely faint from fright on sight.

At that moment, the dozen or so Yellow-Skinned Weasels at the table set down their chopsticks, staring at Lin Guanhuo with icy gazes.

Lin Guanhuo wore a smile, poured himself a cup of wine, and said cheerfully, "Brothers, eat and drink as you please, don't stand on ceremony. I'm just here to have a word with the three Boss Huangs."

The three humanoid Yellow-Skinned Weasels exchanged glances, unsure what this sudden Lin Guanhuo was playing at.

"Enough nonsense! Even if the Heavenly King himself showed up today, it wouldn't matter—those three women are leaving with us tonight!"

Third Brother Huang pointed at the mangled limbs on the table, then said to Lin Guanhuo, "See this? Wanna guess what happened?"

He bared his teeth, revealing a mouthful of yellow fangs: "Some clueless fool just tried to talk us into leaving, hahahaha!! When Boss Huang comes calling, how could we leave empty-handed?? So we just put him on the table for the brothers to gnaw on!"

"Now get the hell back and tell that old bastard Magistrate Li to prepare fine wine, good meat, grain, and beauties. If you're even a moment late, not a single soul in Li Family Fort will be left alive! All dead!"

"So bloody, so bloody—this isn't good!"

Lin Guanhuo waved his hand hastily at this, pinching his nose at the mangled limbs on the table. "I can't stand the sight of this."

The three Yellow-Skinned Weasels grinned, thinking Lin Guanhuo was scared.

Then, Lin Guanhuo's face turned serious as he looked at the three humanoid weasels. "Three Boss Huangs, you've eaten and drunk your fill these past few days."

"How about this—let's each take a step back. You take the wine and meat up the mountain, and spare Magistrate Li's three daughters. Sound good?"

The moment the words fell!!

The three Yellow-Skinned Weasels' expressions shifted violently!!

Slap!!

Boss Huang slammed the table hard. "You're asking for death!! What right do you have to bargain with Boss Huang?!"

With that, Boss Huang gave the order: "Brothers, put him on the table too—gnaw him up!!"

At this command.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!!

The dozen or so Yellow-Skinned Weasels at the table leaped onto it, each one hideous and ferocious, lunging to tear into Lin Guanhuo—clearly treating him as their next meal.

"Gah gah gah gah gah gah gah gah~~~" The dozen weasels cackled, their voices eerily strange.

But Lin Guanhuo remained calm, one hand holding his wine cup.

The other hand rested lightly on his scabbard.

And in the next instant, the dozen Yellow-Skinned Weasels on the table.

Suddenly froze solid, motionless where they stood.

As if time itself had stopped.

"Hm??"

Seeing this, Boss Huang frowned.

He couldn't help but say, "Are you deaf? I told you to..."

But then!

Before Boss Huang's voice could finish, he heard a—

Thud!!

Second Brother Huang and Third Brother Huang looked over, clearly sensing something was wrong.

Then it could be seen!

Right in front of Boss Huang, one of the Yellow-Skinned Weasels had been frozen stiff, not moving at all.

The next second, its head tilted sideways and rolled straight off, landing on the table.

Yet this was only the beginning!!

Thud!

Thud!

Thud!

With every sound that fell, another head hit the ground, clattering like ripe fruit falling from a tree, rolling all over the table and the floor.

In no time at all, only the three humanoid Yellow-Skinned Weasels remained on the scene.

"Ah..."

At that moment, Lin Guanhuo set down his wine cup and said with a helpless expression, "Elder Huang, your subordinates have terrible tempers. They need to change."

"Otherwise, they'll suffer a great loss in the future!"