Four Directions Street's Sky Has Changed

"Who dares kill Chief Constable Liu?"

"Do you even need to ask!"

The shopkeepers of Four Directions Street had ashen faces, not from anger, but from the chill and fear that shot from the soles of their feet up their spines to the back of their heads.

Blackwater Gang and the yamen had been clashing for years, and the common folk had long grown accustomed to it.

But that group was more accustomed to keeping these struggles in the shadows, or resolving them in more civilized ways.

Like this, in broad daylight, under the eyes of everyone, their bodies were roughly tossed onto the street.

It was less a simple struggle for profit, and more a potent display of deterrence!

It was like a clean, fierce slap, delivered heavily to their own faces, waking them up before forcibly prying open their eyelids to ask a silent question.

Open your dog eyes and see, who does this street truly belong to?

"I'm going back inside..."

One shopkeeper's legs turned to jelly, and he turned to retreat into his shop. His boot caught on the threshold, and he fell face-first into the dirt.

He didn't even have time to cry out in pain or get up. He simply scrambled on all fours, trembling, and continued to crawl towards the inner rooms.

After two "Fierce Wolves" had no effect, the Blackwater Gang had finally sent a real killer!

Liu Zhen, who had been so arrogant, only provoked them slightly at the teahouse entrance, and the next day he ended up a corpse displayed on the street. What awaited them was likely an even more brutal reckoning.

Four Directions Street had changed hands!

While the shopkeepers could still think, the maids and servants by the roadside were scrambling back into their courtyards in terror, then shakily locking their gates.

In a short time, the crowd dispersed and fled.

The once bustling Four Directions Street was abruptly empty, leaving only a mess on the ground.

Compared to the panic of the people in the street, the pregnant woman stared blankly at the corpse on the ground.

Not long ago, it was this man who had barged into the Zhao family with constables.

Without a word, he had dragged her from her bed, shackled her, and then brutally murdered her husband.

"Good riddance... good riddance!"

A manic laugh suddenly erupted on her haggard, lost face. If not for Chang Yi holding her back, she would have rushed forward to tear into the evil constable's flesh.

Amidst her hoarse laughter, hot tears rolled from the corners of her eyes.

The pregnant woman finally let go of her forced composure and couldn't help but burst into loud sobs.

She had never imagined that someone would actually avenge them, a small family that made pastries, and it was someone from the Blackwater Gang.

Liu Zhen had falsely accused her of colluding with the Fierce Wolf, and in the end, he died by the hands of the Fierce Wolf as he wished.

Was this not also a form of retribution!

"Please don't get agitated, you must avoid harming the baby."

Chang Yi released his grip, carefully tucked the ledger into his bosom, then picked up the broken corpse from the ground: "I have urgent matters to attend to. It's only a few more steps, please trouble yourself to go back alone, sister-in-law."

Under normal circumstances, no matter how rushed he was, he would definitely have sent Zhao family's sister-in-law back to her courtyard first, to avoid any further accidents.

But now...

Chang Yi looked up and glanced deeply into the distance.

Master Lin was sitting at the stall as if nothing had happened. This was his street, so what was there to fear?

What was truly important was the ledger he carried. It had to be delivered to the yamen as soon as possible. This was evidence that Lin Shu had risked everything to obtain, to clear the Zhao family's name!

"I know, you go quickly! I'm fine." The pregnant woman gently clutched her neck, trying hard to control her emotions.

"Wait for my news. I... he can clear your names."

Chang Yi withdrew his gaze. It was another day of being inexplicably ordered around by Lin Shu like a porter.

But this time, his heart was filled only with joy and gratitude.

He had indeed judged correctly. No matter if the other party was a fox or a wolf, or how he gained the ability to kill Liu Zhen, at least... he was not a bad person!

By the breakfast stall.

The owner had a strange look on his face: "Sir, you can still eat with such a scene, you truly have a lot of nerve. Hurry and hide, the Fierce Wolf might be on the streets any moment now."

"What's the rush? There are still two bites left."

Lin Shu chewed on his fried dough stick and downed his soy milk.

He had torn things apart for so long, he might as well let someone taste the results.

He was sitting here not because he was bored, but to ensure Chang Yi left with the item.

There was a method to handing over the ledger.

The recipient had to be upright and stubborn, to prevent this thing from being buried. Secondly, they had to have a certain status and background, to ensure that handing it over would result in merit, not harm.

The former condition was met by Chang Yi, and the latter was likely not lacking either.

If not from a wealthy and influential family, how could one possess such rare purity?

Moreover, Bai Feng had met several constables.

Only when facing Chang Yi did the wolf's smile hide a trace of apprehension, and it mentioned the so-called Lord Gu.

Black Charcoal's reaction at the time was exactly like a second-generation young master who had infiltrated a company aiming to start from the bottom, only to have his identity revealed in one go, leaving him full of indignation.

"Looking for change."

Lin Shu took a piece of broken silver from his pocket and threw it on the table.

This was from selling the jade pendant earlier; otherwise, he could only have produced two large silver ingots.

He stood up and glanced at the pregnant woman in front of him.

In this light, Brother Precious Blade wasn't so naive after all; at least he knew to get the person out of jail first.

"Sir, where would I find change for this? Never mind, consider it my treat." The young boss was nervous, wanting only to close his stall and not deal with change.

"Keep it. And take that woman home for me."

Lin Shu slowly got up. Having earned money, he had to spend it lavishly, or it would have been earned in vain.

He'd start with a few coins to whet his appetite.

How extravagant!

Day and night reversed.

Inside the inner room of the Broken Firewood Courtyard.

Perhaps due to finally having some control over his surroundings, Lin Shu slept soundly, which was rare.

He lay sprawled on the bed, a hand warmer attached to his ankle.

The Porcelain Doll, with skin like congealed fat, hugged his ankle, fast asleep. It was as if she was dreaming of some delicacy, her chubby cheeks covered in drool.

"Ah-wu!"

The cub opened its mouth, and its small white teeth bit down on the youth's toe.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Lin Shu's eyes snapped open, his features contorted as he kicked out a few times.

"Ouch, it hurts, it hurts." Yu Sheng rubbed her forehead vigorously, shrieking in a childish voice, "If you kick me to death, I won't be able to enter the immortal sect!"

"..."

Lin Shu stared at his toe, covered in bite marks, his eyelids twitching.

He suddenly envied the physique of an Immortal Scion.

Immortal arts were indeed powerful, but they required spiritual energy to activate. If he could also possess such a resilient body, he could sleep more peacefully.

"You sleep under the bed tonight."

Lin Shu got up impatiently, put on his outer garment, and looked out the window.

The sun was high in the sky, yet the deserted Broken Firewood Courtyard was crowded.

"Blech!"

Yu Sheng dared not provoke the fierce man, so she could only timidly watch him turn around before vigorously rubbing her eye corners.

"Will they find you?" Lin Shu walked to the door and asked, looking back.

"With my formation, even if you tear it apart and the Little Widow absorbs a few wisps, without Foundation Establishment cultivation, no one can easily see through it, let alone notice my existence."

Yu Sheng lay back down nonchalantly.

The reason this fierce man could sense the presence of the green energy back then was because he had stayed in the courtyard to cultivate for a long time, perhaps even using the power of the parasitic object on his chest.

Even so, he had only noticed the formation itself.

If she hadn't been unable to bear it any longer, fearing that even the Little Widow would run away, and had been forced to reveal herself, she wouldn't have ended up in a situation where her vital essence was tricked away.

Yes, in Yu Sheng's heart, her vital essence had been tricked away.

Just based on the youth's mere early-stage Qi Refining cultivation...

Huh?!

The cub suddenly looked up, staring intently at Lin Shu's retreating back.

She opened her small mouth in surprise.

What was going on?

When did he take the mid-grade cultivation technique from her?