Slay Li Yan, Needle Point Against Wheat Ear

Li Yan's eyes widened, and he said in disbelief, "How is this possible? You... how can you be so strong? What is your actual strength?"

He took two steps back, getting into a fighting stance.

He An said, "You can only blame your own greed for your current predicament. I already gave you too many chances. If you had taken the silver and left at the beginning, I might have let you live."

"Now, it's too late."

He An took a step forward, instantly appearing before Li Yan.

He slashed down with his blade.

Li Yan reacted in time, immediately dodging to the side.

"You're asking for death!"

The martial art Li Yan practiced was called Five Tiger Fist. Its techniques were fierce and rigid, each punch carrying the might of a tiger descending a mountain, but its speed was not fast.

Therefore, after dodging the attack, he immediately found an opening and punched towards He An's abdomen.

This punch.

He An could even faintly hear the sound of a tiger's roar.

Unfortunately, He An's Yi Jin Jing had long been cultivated to Great Accomplishment, and his physical strength was far beyond what Li Yan could imagine. Furthermore, his realm was also almost halfway into the Muscle Condensing Realm.

Under this punch, He An didn't even dodge.

He took the punch head-on.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Li Yan's face.

"You court death, daring to take my punch head-on. Do you know that my Five Tiger Fist has reached the Minor Accomplishment stage, and Great Accomplishment is just around the corner?"

However, as his words fell.

Li Yan's pupils contracted.

He found that no trace of pain appeared on He An's face.

On the contrary, He An was looking at him with a mocking gaze, as if he were looking at a clown.

"Not good!"

A killing intent instantly enveloped him.

Li Yan realized something was wrong; he was no match for He An.

He withdrew his hand, his eyes filled with terror, and he was about to shout. Wealthy families lived nearby. If even one person came, he might survive.

"Save..."

"Trying to leave? Too late!!"

Looking at the several corpses lying on the ground, not a ripple stirred in He An's eyes.

Using their influence to bully others, snatching Spirit Medicine from him.

Seeking death, attempting to kill and rob him of silver.

These two things were enough for He An to sentence them to death, let alone the fact that they were from the Great Fortune Martial Arts Hall and the Meng Family.

The next day.

He An arrived at the Town Martial Division for duty as if nothing had happened.

However, before he could even reach the Criminal Prison, he saw Sun Wangxian waiting for him.

"Brother Sun, is something the matter?"

Sun Wangxian gave a wry smile, "Brother He, I have some bad news about you. Would you like me to tell you directly, or wait for someone from the division to inform you?"

"Bad news?"

He An was a little confused and asked in a low voice, "Did someone discover Lü Jiang's matter?"

"Not exactly!"

"But... it is related to that incident."

Sun Wangxian sighed, "After that incident failed, I said we might be punished. For the past few days, there has been no movement, and I thought it was over."

"I didn't expect that today I would suddenly receive news."

"Clerk Meng that scoundrel brought up the old matter again and reported it to the Centurion, demanding that all of us be punished as a warning."

"Damn Clerk Meng, he's really like a ghost that won't leave!!"

He An cursed.

"Who says not!"

Sun Wangxian had cursed Meng Cao countless times in his heart. It was because of Clerk Meng that he was fined half a month's salary, money that was enough for him to have fun at Qingyun Tower for a day.

"Never mind that, let's talk about your punishment."

"Logically speaking, as a Constable, your punishment for the last operation should have been the lightest. But it seems Clerk Meng was playing dirty behind the scenes, so your punishment is heavier than ours."

He An: "..."

Sun Wangxian (he) gave a wry smile. "There's no helping it. Who told you to offend Clerk Meng? From now on, you won't have to stay in the Criminal Prison. You'll be working with us on Bounty Hunting Work."

"I don't need to tell you how dangerous Bounty Hunting Work is."

"Among the constables who joined the Town Martial Division with you for Bounty Hunting Work, besides Lü Jiang, two others have already died."

"One died on a mission, and one died from revenge."

He An took a deep breath. He hadn't expected the mortality rate for Bounty Hunting Work to be so high.

In comparison.

The clerical work in the Criminal Prison was truly a paradise.

After a short while.

After the two exchanged some more details.

Just as He An was about to return to the Criminal Prison to warn Wu Wenming (he), Clerk Meng (he) suddenly appeared before them.

"Clerk Meng!"

Sun Wangxian called out respectfully.

No matter how much they disdained Clerk Meng (he), at this moment, no one dared to be disrespectful to him. After all, he was a clerk of the Town Martial Division and a ranked Martial Artist.

Clerk Meng (he) glanced at him dismissively. "Little Sun, the last mission was so easy. How did you mess it up? Not only did you mess it up, but someone even died?"

"This..."

Sun Wangxian lowered his head.

"Waste!"

Clerk Meng (he) cursed, then looked at He An, who stood motionless beside him.

"You're He An?"

"I am!"

He An retorted, not hiding the killing intent in his eyes at all.

Seeing this, Clerk Meng (he) sneered. "A waste is a waste. You took the imperial examinations for so many years, only to fail them all. Now you're switching careers midway, wanting to abandon literature for martial arts. It seems you'll have no achievements in this lifetime."

He An clenched his fists.

"You don't need to worry about me, Clerk Meng. Whether I'm a waste or not, you'll understand in the future."

"Oh?"

Meng Cao sized up He An from head to toe. "What, did my discerning eye fail me? Are you actually not a waste, but an unparalleled martial arts prodigy?"

"So what if I am? So what if I'm not?"

He An refused to back down an inch.

Seeing this.

Sun Wangxian quickly pulled He An back and said with a smile, "Clerk Meng, Brother He is still young and doesn't understand the cruelty of the martial path. It's normal for him to be a bit hot-headed now."

"You are magnanimous, please don't take it to heart."

Meng Cao patted his shoulder and chuckled, "Don't worry, I won't bother with a waste. When I was his age, I was already a Body Refining Realm martial artist."

"As for him..."

"Heh heh!"

Meng Cao sneered mockingly, "Just a waste who started late. The martial path isn't something you can just pick up, and not everyone can persevere."

"However..."

He changed his tone. "On this path, if you have a renowned master to guide you, your future martial path will be much smoother."

"He Family kid, I see you have a good temperament, and your temper suits me very well."

"How about it? Are you willing to follow me?"

"As long as you are willing to follow me, and introduce your Sister-in-law to me, I guarantee your future martial path will be very smooth."

"Let alone the Blood Circulation Realm, even Entering the Ranks will be a piece of cake!!"