All-class Gu Immortal

Chapter 74 Arrogance! People from the Demon Suppression Division Arrive
"That's certainly possible," the clerk said thoughtfully.

The price of rice in town changes daily, and these unruly villagers have to buy rice from the rice shop to make up for any shortages; they certainly can't use silver to pay for it. However, this old man lives with a martial artist at the Skin Refining Realm, so he naturally gets some special treatment.

"Thank you, sir." The old woman added the silver.

She looked at Feng Jinshui and his son, who were hanging from the tree and wailing, with a look of pity on her face.

When he lived in Caisang Village before, Feng Jinshui had lent him rice.

Laborers who couldn't pay taxes were mostly sent to perform corvée labor, a task with a very low chance of survival.

In the past six months, she has managed to save some money by making shoe soles and weaving cloth.

After hesitating for a moment, the old woman stepped forward and said, "Sir, I would like to make up for the rice and silver that the Feng family father and son owe."

Upon hearing this, the minor official looked at the clerk sitting upright to the side, and seeing the clerk nod, a smile appeared on his face.

If something comes to you uninvited, then there's no need to be polite.

"The Feng family owes thirty catties of rice and one tael and three mace of silver!" the clerk announced.

"Not five qian of silver?" The old woman was taken aback. Even if the price of white rice went up, three qian of silver would still be enough to buy a hundred jin.

Each farmer should only pay eight qian of silver in taxes, so why is there an extra eight qian of silver?

"Isn't Feng Jinshui's son, who's already grown up, a human being?!"

The official pointed to the boy who was hanging from the tree.

"Feng Jinshui's son is only fifteen years old, not even an adult yet!"

"How can this be considered manual labor!"

"This is cannibalism!"

"They're not giving us a way out! They've gone too far!"

No sooner had the minor official finished speaking than shouts arose from the crowd. Someone mingled in the crowd and made rebellious remarks.

"Be bold!"

Seeing that these troublemakers were about to cause a disturbance, the clerk slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

"Clang!" The officers drew their swords in preparation.

Upon seeing the gleaming longsword, the shouts quickly subsided.

"Who dares to yell at the officials? Do you really want to rebel?" A cold-looking young man dressed in black official robes, with a long sword at his waist, came into the scene.

The advisor immediately regained his confidence and stepped forward to explain the situation.

"Anyone who dares to cause trouble again, don't blame me for showing no mercy with my official sword!" The young man's expression darkened as he surveyed the scene.

Under the young man's cold gaze, no one dared to meet his eyes.

"Since you're going to pay the taxes for these two troublemakers, then pay the full amount!" The clerk walked up to the old woman, his head held high.

"I don't have enough silver." The old woman looked troubled. She had brought an extra tael of silver with her to pay the tax, but who knew she would encounter such a situation.

"You audacious scoundrel, how dare you mock your superiors!" The clerk roared, shoving the old woman to the ground.

"Men, tie him up!"

Several constables stepped forward carrying ropes.

"Stop!" At the critical moment, Liang Chao stepped forward and blocked the old woman's path.

"Ah Chao! Well done!"

"Beat these sons of bitches!"

The onlookers, always eager for a good show, immediately started jeering.

The two officers were intimidated by Liang Chao's fur coat.

"You are really..." Liang Chao felt his blood boil and wanted to argue with the officials.

"bass!"

With the sound of a blade being drawn, a cold glint of light flashed, and the tip of the long sword was placed against Liang Chao's neck.

The man wielding the long sword was none other than a stern-looking young man dressed in police uniform.

“Disobeying the officials and attempting to violently resist taxes, he deserves to be beaten!” The clerk acted quickly, slapping Liang Chao across the face.

"Please forgive me, sir! My son acted impulsively!" Liang Asi quickly stepped forward to plead for forgiveness.

The aloof young man looked down on him like an ant.

The advisor immediately ordered two constables to lift Liang Asi up, intending to make an example of him and deter these troublemakers.

A man and a woman stood at the back of the crowd. The man was in his early forties, with an indifferent expression. The woman was eighteen or nineteen years old, exuding a spirited air.

Both of them were wearing uniforms with bird patterns printed on them.

"With such character, does Your Excellency really intend to recruit him into the Demon Suppression Division?" The female officer frowned deeply upon seeing the cold and aloof young man's behavior.

"The Demon Suppression Division doesn't look at character, only ability," the middle-aged man said indifferently.

"..." The female officer looked indignant, hesitant to speak. Seeing the clerk raise his hand to continue beating the civilians, the female officer couldn't stand it and was about to step forward.

"Stop!" came an angry shout from the crowd.

"not me."

"Not me either."

The onlookers quickly moved away, fearing they would be implicated.

A path was made in the crowd.

Zhou Qing came out.

When he got home, he didn't see his grandmother, so he knew she had gone to pay taxes. He then rushed to Baiweilou Restaurant to buy some green bamboo wine, only to hear that someone had been kidnapped at the tax payment point at the south entrance of town.

"You audacious scoundrel! Seize him!" The clerk, seeing Zhou Qing dressed in coarse linen clothes covered in mud, didn't take him seriously at all.

The officers rushed forward and subdued Zhou Qing.

"what!"

The next moment, Zhou Qing pulled his arm free, and the four officers flew backward, landing sprawled on their backs and unable to get up.

"A martial artist?!" The advisor's expression changed slightly. "Who goes there? State your name!"

"Baiyun Martial Arts School, Zhou Qing." Zhou Qing clasped his hands in a salute.

"A nobody like you dares to resist the officers! Seize him!" the cold-faced young man shouted.

"Sir, you certainly have an imposing air about you!" Zhou Qing sneered. "I am but a mere skin-refining martial artist, truly an insignificant nobody, and naturally I dare not disobey the officials."

I wonder if my status as a direct disciple of Baiyun Martial Arts School carries enough weight?

As soon as Zhou Qing finished speaking, the four officers' expressions changed drastically, and they seemed to be nailed to the spot, not daring to take another step forward.

The cold-faced young man's pupils contracted.

"Are you Wei Wushi's personal disciple?" The advisor looked at Zhou Qing, who was dressed in tattered clothes, with surprise and doubt.

"What? Does someone dare to impersonate Master Wei's disciple?" Zhou Qing retorted. "Why don't we ask Master Wei himself to explain?"

"No, no, no! Young Master Zhou, you flatter me!" The advisor's face showed a fawning smile.

"Are you all blind? Let go of her now!"

As he spoke, he shouted at the officers who were holding Liang Asi back.

At this moment, Zhou Qing's gaze was fixed on the cold-faced young man.

With a "whoosh," the cold-faced young man frowned slightly and sheathed the long sword that was resting on Liang Chao's shoulder.

Zhou Qing brushed the dust off the old woman's clothes, then looked at the clear handprint on Liang Chao's face and said coldly, "Chaozi, who hit you?"

“He hit her! He pushed the old lady too!” Liang Chao said angrily.

"Slap him twice, so he'll remember this lesson!" Zhou Qing pointed at the clerk.

"Young Master Zhou?!" The clerk exclaimed in surprise, his face turning somewhat grim.

"What? You want me to do it myself?" Zhou Qing stretched out his hand.

"Master Chen," the advisor, looked at the cold-faced young man beside him.

The aloof young man met Zhou Aosen's cold gaze and chose to remain silent.

Snapped!Snapped!
Liang Chao stepped forward and, with both hands, delivered two powerful blows to the advisor!

Two bright red handprints immediately appeared on the clerk's face; he wanted to get angry but dared not show it.

Seeing Zhou Qing's gaze fall on Feng Jinshui and his son in the tree, he immediately ordered his men to bring the Feng family down.

"I've always been a person who clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment. Let's leave it at that and call it a day!"
Of course, if anyone wants revenge, they are welcome to come to me.

As for my brother Liang Chao, what if he gets into an accident one day and gets beaten up?

"Then you guys better watch your step when you're walking alone at night from now on."

Zhou Qing looked at the officials and clerks in the room, his gaze finally settling on the cold-faced young man.

After saying that, he helped the old woman leave the scene.

The officials' faces immediately flushed red and then turned pale, and the onlookers were also stunned. Some who wanted to cheer dared not utter a sound.

They watched Zhou Qing and the others leave.

"The Poison Demon has actually taken on a new disciple; his style of doing things is just like his."

Looking at Zhou Qing's 'arrogant' behavior, the middle-aged man in the flying bird suit smiled in a half-smile.

"Does Your Excellency perhaps wish to recruit this person into the Demon Suppression Division?" the female officer inquired.

"That depends on what the Poison Demon wants." The middle-aged man was filled with apprehension towards Wei Sheng.

(End of this chapter)