After Eating, I'll Take You to Fight for Justice!

"Giddy up!"

Erhu flicked his whip, and the carriage smoothly rolled onto the road.

Wang Lang didn't get into the carriage; instead, he walked alongside it.

Then, they happened to pass by a mansion.

It was Liu Manor.

At this moment, the gates of Liu Manor were wide open, and many yamen runners from the City Lord's Mansion were coming and going within the courtyard.

Some were carrying chests, some were moving furniture, and a team was cleaning up the meat paste in the courtyard.

The burly man leading the group in the courtyard was someone Wang Lang had met before.

He was one of the two Body Tempering realm guards by City Lord Zhou's side, and his surname seemed to be Chen.

Guard Chen was currently directing the yamen runners to register and pack all the valuables from Liu Manor.

Wang Lang watched for a moment, then understood.

The entire Liu family had been killed by demons, and now they were inventorying the assets.

According to the laws of the Limitless Dynasty, unclaimed property was to be handled by the government, but the specific method of handling it left a lot of room for maneuver.

Judging by the scene, he wondered if City Lord Zhou would exploit the situation and pocket the Liu family's fortune.

How the report would be filed to the provincial government was another matter entirely.

Wang Lang shook his head.

This City Lord Zhou, he did nothing when the Changle Gang was around, and he didn't seem to care much about the common people, yet he was so proactive in dealing with unclaimed property.

But he couldn't be bothered to interfere. He didn't know if the Liu family had any distant relatives, and even if they did, they probably wouldn't dare to fight the City Lord for it.

Just as he was about to continue on his way, Guard Chen in the courtyard saw him and quickly jogged over, cupping his fists. "Young Master Wang!"

Wang Lang nodded slightly.

Guard Chen said, "Is Young Master heading out of the city? Regarding last night's incident, we are truly grateful for your help."

"No need to be polite," Wang Lang said calmly. "Exterminating demons is my duty."

Guard Chen hesitated, then lowered his voice. "Young Master, City Lord Zhou has asked me to clear this place... Do you think anything is inappropriate?"

Wang Lang glanced at him.

This guard was quite interesting, actually asking for his opinion.

But after a moment's thought, he understood. The strength he had displayed last night had made these officials cautious.

They were testing his attitude.

"Just follow the law," Wang Lang said, then turned and left without another word.

Guard Chen stood there, pondering his words for a long time before turning back into the courtyard.

The carriage continued forward.

Wang Lang, however, felt a sense of melancholy.

The Liu family was considered wealthy in Qinglin City, with vast riches. Now that the entire family was dead, that wealth would only benefit others.

People often ranked wealth first, but what use was wealth if one lost their life?

"You can't take anything with you, only karma follows."

"So, this life is about enjoying yourself, eating and drinking, and living each day to the fullest."

"Young Master, there's a tea stall ahead. Would you like to rest your feet?" Erhu's voice interrupted his thoughts.

Wang Lang looked up and saw a simple tea stall by the official road. He nodded.

The tea stall owner was an old man in his fifties who greeted them warmly when he saw customers.

Wang Lang ordered a pot of coarse tea, while Erhu carefully parked the carriage and gave the horse some water.

"Are you a cultivator, Young Master?" the old man asked as he poured tea.

Wang Lang glanced at him.

The old man chuckled. "I've been selling tea by this official road for twenty years and have seen many people."

"Someone with your bearing is likely a high cultivator."

He paused, then continued:

"I heard there were demons causing trouble in the city last night, and some high cultivators dealt with them. Do you know about it, Young Master?"

Wang Lang nodded. "I've heard a little."

"That's a great merit!" the old man sighed. "We common folk fear these demons and monsters the most."

"The government can't handle them; we can only rely on these high cultivators."

Wang Lang took a sip of tea and didn't reply.

The old man didn't mind and continued on his own. "But speaking of which, in this world, there are many demons, and also many bad people."

"A few days ago, Qi Family Village to the west suffered a famine. I heard that a few wealthy families in the village kept their granaries tightly sealed."

"Not only did they refuse to give out a single grain to help, but they also drove up the price of rice so high that several families, unable to endure any longer, had to sell their children."

"Sigh, if you ask me, people like that are demons."

Erhu, who had been listening nearby, couldn't help but interject, "Doesn't the government intervene?"

"Intervene? How?" The old man shook his head.

"That village is under Black Stone City's jurisdiction, and I heard those wealthy families have connections to important figures in the city through many twists and turns."

"Rumor has it that the village chief sent several petitions to the higher-ups, but they all went unanswered in the end."

Wang Lang listened silently, saying nothing.

It wasn't that he was cold-hearted, but he knew he couldn't possibly manage everything.

There were too many injustices in this world.

All he could do was wait until evening to check the situation. If the rumors were true, he would be the one to kill and distribute the grain.

After resting for about fifteen minutes, the two continued on their journey.

The latter half of the journey was quieter. Erhu focused on driving the carriage, while Wang Lang thought about his plans after returning.

As the sun climbed higher, they finally arrived at Listening Waves Mountain Manor.

Erhu helped carry the belongings into the courtyard. Wang Lang paid ten taels of silver and gave him an extra two: "Thanks for your hard work."

Erhu repeatedly waved his hands: "Young Master, you've given too much!"

"Take it," Wang Lang said, leaving no room for refusal.

Erhu then gratefully accepted and drove the carriage away.

Wang Lang pushed open the courtyard gate. Before he could speak, a white shadow darted out from the house and pounced straight at him.

"Langzi! You're back!"

The one who came was the pure white little fox, Su Yao.

She had expected Wang Lang to be gone for several days, so she was surprised he returned so quickly.

Su Yao clung to Wang Lang's leg, sniffing intently. "Langzi, you smell so good! Did you hide some delicious food?"

Wang Lang chuckled and began to unpack his belongings.

When the first roast chicken was brought out, Su Yao's eyes lit up.

Wang Lang tore off a chicken leg for her. She held it with her front paws, eating with grease all over her mouth, and mumbled incoherently:

"Mmm... delicious... This is roast chicken! It's even better than my mother said..."

Wang Lang sat down in the hall and poured himself a glass of water. "What else did your mother say was delicious?"

"Oh, lots of things!" After finishing the chicken leg, the fox began to attack the chicken wings.

"My mother said things like West Lake vinegar fish, prairie roast lamb, East Sea prawns...

She said she traveled the world in her younger days, eating all sorts of delicacies. Later, when she was pregnant with me, she settled down in the Cloudmist Mountain Range."

"Right, how was it last night? Were the demons fierce?"

Su Yao licked her paws after finishing the roast chicken, still unsatisfied.

Wang Lang briefly recounted the events.

Upon hearing about the three Second-Order Demons, Su Yao gasped:

"That dangerous? Good thing I didn't go and drag you down!"

Wang Lang ignored her and continued his story.

When he mentioned City Lord Zhou's act of seizing property from the deceased, Su Yao scoffed:

"Humans are so hypocritical! We demons rob openly. Unlike you, who needs an excuse under the law."

"So you are a demon."

"So what?" Su Yao tilted her head. "At least I'm honest! I also like to uphold justice and act on behalf of heaven. I'm a good demon!!"

Wang Lang pushed the other roast chicken towards her. "Eat your chicken."

Su Yao happily pounced on it. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and looked up, asking:

"What are your plans now? Will you continue to cultivate in seclusion?"

Wang Lang thought for a moment and said, "Eat quickly. After we're done, I'll take you out to uphold justice."

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