Feng Wuji, whose cultivation Xu Qingtong had crippled, was none other than the nephew of Feng Butong, the inspector of Hanshui City. Feng Butong had reached late-stage Demon Marshal and stood an excellent chance of advancing to Demon King within ten years.
Yalai Town had suffered heavy losses in Kangse City's recent invasion and was short of manpower. Feng Butong believed that not only would Yalai Town face no great danger in the short term, but there would also be plenty of rich pickings. Thus, he had sent his nephew Feng Wuji to Yalai Town.
He had also specifically instructed Zhou Zhiren, Yalai Town's administrator, to take good care of his nephew.
Who could have imagined that less than ten days after arriving in Yalai Town, his nephew would have his cultivation crippled by the garrison commander? Worried that Feng Butong would vent his anger on him, Zhou Zhiren had paced around the room like an ant on a hot pan upon hearing the news.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and decided to tell the truth!
Zhou Zhiren took out a Jade Talisman and sank his divine thought into it. A short while later, he shouted toward the door, "Someone, come here!"
An attendant entered, bowed, and asked, "What are your orders, Administrator?"
"Go to Hanshui City and deliver this Jade Talisman to Inspector Feng Butong. Remember, don't let anyone else know!"
"As you command!"
After the attendant left, Zhou Zhiren thought for a moment, then summoned two more men.
"You two, find Feng Wuji and escort him safely to Hanshui City. Hurry!"
The two accepted their orders, turned, and left the administrator's residence.
"Guard Commander Guo, oh, Guard Commander Guo, you're still too young! Whatever you do, you must think three times before acting!"
Inside the Garrison Manor, Xu