How come I'm invincible?

Chapter 93 Are you even human? You even cheated a poor official like me.

Pingcheng County.

The bandit suppression team returned in triumph.

When they went, all the constables, including Mao Xiang, were filled with trepidation and anxiety.

But now that they've returned, they all seem to be in a trance, their faces filled with astonishment and confusion, their minds almost completely blank, and they still haven't come to their senses.

Upon entering the city, the bloodied head on the cart was a striking sight to behold as it met the gazes of the people.

A member of the public exclaimed in surprise.

"Isn't that the leader of Black Wind Stronghold?"

These words quickly caused a huge uproar among the crowd, who jostled and pushed forward to see if it was indeed the leader of Black Wind Stronghold.

Once the people saw clearly and confirmed that this was indeed the leader of Black Wind Stronghold, they began to whisper among themselves and discuss the matter.

"Truly... the chieftain of Black Wind Stronghold."

"When did our Pingcheng County Security Bureau change its ways and actually start doing real work?"

"You don't know, the Han family's affairs have alarmed the Chief of the Anzhou Security Bureau. They handled it as a special case, with the trial and execution taking place on the same day. The registrar and the county magistrate were both beheaded."

"Huh? How high a rank is the head of the squadron?"

"How powerful? He's in charge of the security of the entire prefecture and eight counties. Even the position of the registrar is decided by this chief official. Would you say that's powerful or not?"

"too big."

Mao Xiang felt the gazes of the people; he had never felt so much attention before.

Of course, all of this was brought to them by the headmaster.

After the Black Wind Stronghold incident, he deeply understood how powerful the Chief Squad Leader was—he was practically inhuman. At the same time, he also understood why the Chief Squad Leader could be so domineering.

With such strength, who would dare to disobey or defy the master's wishes?

Security Prefecture.

All the constables stood orderly and neatly outside, their eyes filled with awe and fear as they looked at the imposing and domineering Chief Squad Leader Lin.

"My lord, are you leaving now?" Mao Xiang pleaded, "This humble servant would like to hear more of your teachings. Why don't you stay for the night?"

"No, thank you." Lin Fan said calmly, "There are many things to do in Anzhou, so I need to go back as soon as possible. You should handle the affairs in Pingcheng well. Remember what I said: every half month, you should compile a summary of your recent work and send it to Anzhou."

"Yes, sir, I understand," Mao Xiang replied.

Lin Fan nodded and mounted his horse.

"Set off."

Mao Xiang stared intently at the departing figure until it disappeared into the distance. Only then did he take a deep breath and turn his gaze to each of the constables.

At that moment, he felt confident and had a strong backer.

He was fearless.

With a high mountain shielding him and two hands supporting him, he could act boldly and without restraint.

……

The next day.

The prefect's residence.

"Ah, these past few days have been unusually peaceful in our Anzhou Prefecture."

Prefect Zhao was admiring the flowers and plants in the back garden. The anger he had felt a few days ago made him realize that his health was not as good as before. There was no need to argue with a madman. In the end, he would only hurt himself.

He then asked the butler beside him.

"Where did that guy surnamed Lin go? Is he dead?"

The steward said, "Master, it would be wonderful if he were dead. However, according to the servants, the man surnamed Lin left Anzhou with some men, and we don't know where he went."

It's perfectly normal for Prefect Zhao to hate Lin Fan.

Since Lin Fan took office in Anzhou, the person who has been bullied the most is Prefect Zhao.

But the steward hated Lin Fan because, as the steward of the prefect, Lin Fan naturally had his own circle of influence and used his position as the prefect's steward to do certain things for certain people.

But the situation is different now; the gangs in the city are doing very well.

He kept a very strict eye on his subordinates.

They were all clearly terrified by Lin Fan.

Cutting off someone's money is like killing their parents.

To the butler, the man surnamed Lin was like the murderer of his parents.

Just then, a servant rushed over in a panic and said respectfully, "Master, Chief Lin of the Public Security Bureau has arrived and is waiting for you in the living room. He instructed us to say that you were not here, but we couldn't stop him. He said he was not here and was waiting for you to be here."

Instantly, Prefect Zhao's good mood vanished.

"What the hell is he trying to do?"

Prefect Zhao clenched his fists.

I'm so angry.

He had never been ridden on his neck or bullied like this before. What's the difference between this and pooping on his head?
The butler said, "Master, why don't we hide for a while? If he wants to wait, let him wait until he can't wait any longer, then he will naturally leave obediently."

Prefect Zhao snorted, "You think he's a normal person? Believe me or not, if I didn't show up, he could treat my residence as his own home."

"Let's go, I want to see just how far he can bully me."

Prefect Zhao angrily flung his robes aside, his face grim, and headed towards the living room.

in the living room.

Lin Fan leisurely picked up the decorative items in the living room and began to study them out of boredom, occasionally munching on some snacks. During this time, his toxicity resistance was about to break through to LV3.

Once the breakthrough is achieved, the snacks will naturally need to be changed.

He wasn't quite sure what kind of poison he could currently resist.

However, drugs like sleeping potions and laxatives are basically useless against him. Moreover, the Unity Body Refinement Method is a bloodline body refinement method. With perfect development, as he improves, he also develops resistance to poisons.

Let's combine them.

It should be able to withstand even more potent toxins.

Just as he was lost in thought, he heard footsteps approaching.

"Oh, Prefect Zhao is back pretty quickly."

Lin Fan smiled faintly, showing no embarrassment whatsoever about his confrontation with Prefect Zhao a few days ago, during which he publicly berated him mercilessly.

As long as you're not embarrassed.

Embarrassing is others.

Prefect Zhao asked in a curt tone, "Chief Squad Leader Lin, what brings you here?"

"Of course I'm here to mess with you," Lin Fan said with a smile.

"you……"

Angry.

Prefect Zhao was truly enraged; his face was ashen, his fists clenched, and his blood pressure soared.

"Don't be angry, just having some fun. Why are you so quick to anger?" Lin Fan really enjoyed going against corrupt officials and tormenting their bodies and minds.

Double the torture, double the pleasure.

Prefect Zhao took a deep breath, sat down in his armchair, and looked directly at Lin Fan. "Chief Lin, just say what you have to say. I'm very busy and don't have time to waste with your nonsense."

Ever since the falling out...

Prefect Zhao had no intention of giving Lin Fan any face, and he certainly wouldn't speak politely.

"Busy? I wonder if Prefect Zhao is busy accepting bribes or busy harming people?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.

boom!
Prefect Zhao slammed his fist on the tea table and stood up abruptly, saying, "You, surnamed Lin, if you've come here on purpose to provoke me, then you've succeeded. Please leave my residence immediately; you are not welcome here."

He just couldn't understand it.

When people become officials, they want to treat local officials like brothers.

On the other hand, look at this guy surnamed Lin.

They had to offend their colleagues to the point of no return.

Is he really not afraid of being kicked when he's down, or even to the point where no one is willing to speak up for him when he loses power?

Lin Fan walked up to Prefect Zhao, put his hands on his shoulders, and gently pressed him into the armchair. He smiled and said, "Prefect Zhao, don't be angry. I'm just trying to lighten the mood and ease the tension from what happened between us."

Prefect Zhao gave a forced smile.

His eyes were very clear.

Do you think I'd believe your nonsense?

"Chief Lin, just say what you need to say. If I can do it, I certainly won't make things difficult for you." Prefect Zhao just wanted to get rid of this dog that made him furious the moment he saw him.

"Very well, Prefect Zhao is a man of few words, so I will not hold back either." Lin Fan took the written judgment document from the tea table beside him and placed it in front of him.

They even prepared a pen.

"Prefect Zhao, would you please sign your name and draw a circle?" Lin Fan said.

Prefect Zhao picked up the judgment document, but at first he didn't know what it was.

Just watching, just watching.

His expression changed.

"Chief Lin, you...you are incredibly audacious!" Prefect Zhao trembled with rage. "A county magistrate, you just kill him like that? Do you have no respect for the law? Even if the magistrate is guilty, it must be reported up the chain of command and approved by me. How dare you kill him on your own?"

He was truly furious.

Lawless.

They are truly lawless.

"Stop with the nonsense." Lin Fan's tone turned cold. "I'm here to get your signature to follow the rules, not to ask for your consent. Once you sign, the process will be complete."

Prefect Zhao slammed the judgment document onto the coffee table, looked up, and stared at Lin Fan.

Do you think I will sign it?

"I am going to sue you for this matter."

At this moment, Prefect Zhao was overjoyed, for he had finally seized upon Lin's fatal weakness.

Okay, okay, that's really great.

He vowed to trip this guy up, no matter what, to vent his anger that had been building up for days.

But soon.

Prefect Zhao then noticed that the living room, which had been at a comfortable temperature, had suddenly become rather cold, as if the chill was a sharp blade constantly cutting into his flesh.

He looked up and instantly met Lin Fan's gaze.

The other person was all smiles just now.

At this moment, however, his face was ashen and his gaze was gloomy.

"What...what do you want to do?" Prefect Zhao's throat was dry, but he tried to remain calm.

Lin Fan leaned down, his voice low, "Prefect Zhao, are you sure... we can't have a proper talk?"

Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!
Prefect Zhao felt his heart pounding, but as a prefect, he was the local tyrant of the prefecture and its eight counties, and he could not be intimidated by Lin Fan.

Struggle is always brutal.

Whoever backs down will truly lose.

Thinking this, Prefect Zhao strategically adjusted his posture, glaring angrily, and said, "Chief Lin, as a prefect appointed by the imperial court, and more importantly, as the people's beloved official, I am obligated to govern the people according to the law. Now you are disregarding the law and acting recklessly, which is why I..."

Snapped! ! !
A crisp sound.

Prefect Zhao turned his head to the side, his left cheek instantly turning red with a clear handprint. He stared wide-eyed, his mouth slightly agape, stunned on the spot.

He felt as if everything happening now was a dream.

How could I, the prefect, be slapped?

"I'm asking you, can't you speak properly?" Lin Fan's voice was icy cold, chilling to the bone.

Prefect Zhao turned his head, staring at Lin Fan in astonishment. He slowly raised his hand, touching his slapped face, and stammered in disbelief, "You...you dare to hit me?"

Snapped! ! !
Another crisp sound.

Prefect Zhao covered his face with his hands, completely dumbfounded.

"sign!"

Lin Fan uttered only one word, yet it contained an astonishing chill.

No one knows what was on Prefect Zhao's mind during that short period of time.

But for Prefect Zhao, the only thing he felt was the oppressive feeling brought by the man surnamed Lin, and the murderous intent that seemed to solidify into reality.

He... he really dared to kill himself.

After a moment of deathly silence, Prefect Zhao, his hand trembling, picked up a pen and signed his name on the judgment.

Lin Fan put away the signed judgment, quite satisfied. He turned to leave, but as he reached the living room door, he turned back and said, "Prefect Zhao, don't be so stubborn next time. You always dawdle when I ask you to do small things. Remember that, don't do it again next time."

"Hahaha……"

After saying that, he threw his head back, laughed loudly, and strode away.

The living room was deathly silent.

"what--!!!"

Several seconds later, Prefect Zhao let out a suppressed roar, like a wounded beast.

He suddenly stood up, wanting to overturn the armchair, but found it too heavy to move. He tried to smash the coffee table, but it wouldn't budge either. The extreme humiliation and anger left him with nowhere to vent, so he could only clench his fists and stomp his feet wildly like a clown.

"You surnamed Lin, I'll never forgive you, I want you..."

The words are not finished yet.

Prefect Zhao's voice abruptly stopped, because he saw Lin Fan appear again.

"Prefect Zhao, what did you just say you wanted from me?" Lin Fan tilted his head and asked curiously.

Looking at Lin Fan, who resembled a devil, Prefect Zhao took a deep breath and, against his will, said, "I want you to leave safely."

"Alright, I will take good care of myself. Oh, right, there's something I forgot to tell you. Your subordinate, Magistrate Wang, has been implicated in plotting to kill others with Huang Shan, Zhou Hanshan, and others. He should have been arrested by now. I just wanted to let you know, nothing more."

"gone."

Lin Fan turned and left, leaving Prefect Zhao standing there dumbfounded.

……

Security Prefecture.

"Master, did Prefect Zhao sign it so easily?" Ning Yu looked at the signature on the verdict. "I thought he would use this to make trouble for you."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Ning Yu, you need to understand that officialdom isn't about fighting and killing. It's about human relationships and social interactions. Regardless of whether there are conflicts, they are still conflicts within the officialdom. If you communicate well in private, everything will be fine."

"Oh, Master, I understand." Ning Yu nodded, pondering her master's words.

Lin Fan naturally couldn't tell Ning Yu the truth.

Anyway.

His behavior is often only suitable for him; if others use it, it will backfire and be counterproductive. Besides, how can a girl slap someone so easily?

She could easily be called a tigress.

Bad influence.

at this time.

Yang Ming walked in from outside and handed over an invitation. "Sir, someone just delivered an invitation."

Lin Fan took the invitation, opened it, and couldn't help but laugh.

"The Li family, the Hu family, and the Zhou family—it was these three families who sent it. These three families must be very prominent in the area," Lin Fan asked.

Yang Ming said, "Yes, they are all wealthy families. The Li family dyes cloth, the Hu family deals in firewood, rice, oil and salt, and the Zhou family pawns. These three families are quite wealthy in the area. In this arrest operation, the sons of these three families were implicated and are now in jail."

Lin Fan asked with a smile, "They're only thinking of sending invitations now. It seems they've figured out the situation and know that relying on anyone is useless. What mistakes have these three young masters made?"

Yang Ming thought for a moment and said, "Li Tianci's crime was condoning his servants to beat others in the street. The pregnant wife of the beaten man stepped forward to stop him, and Li Tianci kicked her in the abdomen, resulting in the deaths of both her and her unborn child. This incident happened three months ago and was suppressed by the then-head of the squad, Qi Lianhai."

"Hu Zong killed a maid in the mansion and dumped her body in the wilderness. The victim had an older brother who demanded an explanation from Hu Zong and even threatened to fight to the death if his sister was not handed over. Later, Hu Zong colluded with the former head constable to frame the man and imprison him, and then secretly disposed of him."

“Zhou Yun had a quarrel with someone and harbored resentment. He then ordered someone to set fire to the house, which burned a family of four to death. Qi Lianhai classified this incident as a fire smuggling incident.”

Yang Ming recounted everything he knew.

These are all serious crimes, and the consequence is execution.

As for why they haven't been killed yet, it's mainly because they've been dealing with Huang Shan and Zhou Hanshan all along. These two have too many thugs and gangsters under their control, and dealing with them takes a lot of time.

"Master, these people are all destined for death, is there any need to attend the banquet?" Ning Yu asked.

Lin Fan laughed and said, "Why is it unnecessary? Eating and drinking for free is one of the most fortunate things in life. Besides, the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce has only taken action against the Ximen family so far. If you want to know more about the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce, you have to get along with them."

Qian Tao and Wu Yong exchanged a glance.

Am I going to be eating and drinking for free with Brother Lin again?

Unfortunately, despite their best efforts, the two of them were glancing at Brother Lin with shifty eyes.

But Lin didn't wave his hand and shout as he usually did.

Brothers, I'm taking you out for a free meal and drinks.

……

evening.

The setting sun casts its glow.

The most luxurious restaurant in Anzhou was booked out by three businesses.

Inside the private room, the three gentlemen paced back and forth anxiously. For them, this period of time had truly been a time of great unease, making it difficult to eat or sleep.

The child was arrested, and everyone thought that, like before, he would be released soon after being arrested, but who would have thought that there would be no news at all.

They kept observing Master Ximen.

If he can retrieve Simon Hai.

This shows that they could also make money, but they later realized that even if the prefect intervened, it would be useless. This forced Master Ximen to stay in his mansion all day long, and when they went to visit him, they were refused.

But according to the servants, Master Ximen had already used his connections to find someone in another place.

They had planned to continue waiting.

But then I thought, no, I can't just do nothing.

So the three of them put their heads together and decided to invite Lin Fan, hoping to have a proper talk.

Their specialty.

The only way is bribery. I really can't think of any other way.

Sudden.

They heard the shopkeeper's voice coming from downstairs.

"Lord Lin, the three gentlemen are in a private room upstairs. I'll take you there."

The three gentlemen exchanged a glance, straightened their clothes, pushed open the door, and stood bowing in the corridor, their eyes fixed on the stairs. When the dull sound of footsteps echoed, they bent slightly, contorted their features to soften their expressions, thus conveying a fawning and humble demeanor.

They haven't made that expression in so long.

I'm a little unfamiliar with him.

Soon, they saw Lin Fan's face and immediately stepped forward respectfully, flattering him, "Lord Lin, you have finally arrived. It is truly an honor for us that you have come to keep our appointment."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "The three gentlemen are all prominent figures in Anzhou. With such a sincere invitation from you, how could I refuse?"

The three were flattered and welcomed Lin Fan into the private room as if he were the center of attention.

As for the shopkeeper, he had already left long ago.

"Lord Lin, please take a seat."

Master Li rolled up his sleeves, polished the main seat until it shone, and bowed and scraped, gesturing for Lin Fan to sit there.

Lin Fan grunted in acknowledgment, placed the iron rod aside with a loud, alarming clang, then sat down in the main seat, looked at the delicacies laid out on the table, and said with a smile, "Such a sumptuous feast has troubled the three of you."

"Not at all, not at all. We would gladly give anything, even if it meant going bankrupt, if Lord Lin would do us such a favor." The three of them flattered him relentlessly, using all the flattering words others used to fawn over them.

A boomerang can bounce back and hit itself.

This is not true.

As the banquet began, the three men made no mention of their son, but instead kept urging him to drink and serving food, showering him with flattery.

Lin Fan drank several glasses in a row. When he put down his glass, the clinking sound of the bottom of the glass against the table was like a signal of discipline. The three gentlemen immediately stopped what they were doing and looked at Lin Fan respectfully, waiting for him to speak.

Lin Fan calmly swept his gaze over the three tense faces.

Finally, he spoke slowly.

"You are all members of the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce. Even before I took office in Anzhou, I had heard of the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce. Oh, by the way, there is someone with the same surname as you, Hu, but he is involved in a deadly deal. Do you know what kind of deal it is?"

The three of them were very nervous.

Master Hu said, “Lord Lin, to be honest, we joined the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce out of necessity. The Chamber of Commerce was initiated by the Ximen family. They have powerful backers, I heard they are relatives of the emperor. I don’t know exactly who they are, but they have a lot of power. We have no choice but to join. As for buying and selling, we really don’t know anything about it.”

"Royal relatives!?" Lin Fan raised an eyebrow, a half-smile on his face. "You mean to say that the Ximen family has powerful connections, and I might not be able to defeat them?"

"No! No! No!" Master Hu waved his hands repeatedly in fright, sweat beading on his forehead. "My lord! I had no such intention! I had no such intention!"

They often heard some officials serving in the imperial court say that serving the emperor was like serving a tiger, and they scoffed at it, thinking, how tiger could it be?
Now they understand it deeply.

When speaking to Chief Lin, it's easy to find fault with what he said.

When you're actually speaking, you have to think it through in your head first.

Lin Fan chuckled, "Don't be afraid. I haven't blamed you. Do you really think I'm a man-eating tiger who can just devour anyone I catch? I came to this banquet hoping to get some information from you. If not, then forget it. It's getting late, and I should go back and rest. I still have to interrogate the prisoners tomorrow."

Seeing Lin Fan get up to leave.

The three of them were certainly not willing to agree.

"Lord Lin, please wait a moment." Master Li said anxiously, "If you have any information you want to find out, please speak frankly. As long as we know it, we will tell you the truth."

Lin Fan, who had just slightly raised his buttocks, slowly lowered them back down. "Has the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce engaged in any illegal or disorderly conduct?"

The moment those words were spoken, the air in the private room froze.

The three of them looked at each other.

What do they say about this?
There are things they cannot say.

Violating laws and regulations?

Yes, they certainly do, but the people involved are not people they can afford to offend.

"What? Nobody wants to talk?" Lin Fan's voice turned cold, and his fingers tapped rhythmically on the table.

The three men looked troubled and lowered their heads in silence. Then they stood up and knelt in a row in front of Lin Fan. "Lord Lin, please have mercy and spare our children. Whatever your request, please make it. We will do our best to meet your needs."

"Fine, since none of you are willing to talk, then I only have one thing to say to you: while you're still young, work harder, and you'll still have a chance to have someone take care of you in your old age and see you off in your final days." Lin Fan stood up, slammed his hand on the table, and said coldly.

Then, he pushed aside the chair behind him, picked up the iron bar, and prepared to leave.

Old Master Hu wiggled his knees, grabbed Lin Fan's trouser leg, and looked up to plead, "Lord Lin, please have mercy! We only know a little bit, but we really can't say anything, or we'll lose our lives."

Lin Fan nodded, "Yes, I can understand that. Of course, you might have saved your lives by not telling anyone, but your child might not have survived."

The three were filled with utter despair.

Mr. Hu lowered his head, his mind in turmoil.

After a long pause, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, and asked with his last glimmer of hope, "If I really tell him, will my son live?"

This is the result he most wants to know.

Both Master Li and Master Zhou looked up at Lin Fan.

In their efforts to rescue the child, they truly left themselves no dignity whatsoever.

However, Lin Fan's answer was concise and to the point, consisting of only two words.

"No."

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the private room became incredibly quiet, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

The three gentlemen opened their mouths slightly.

He stared blankly at Lin Fan.

They were stunned by the two words Lin Fan uttered.

We just want our children to live.

Master Hu's dry, hoarse voice broke the suffocating silence, "Lord Lin... you... you won't even lie to us once?"

Lin Fan said calmly, "There's no need for me to lie to you, but you should think more about yourselves. To tell you the truth, I will definitely take down the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce, and the prefect won't escape either. I don't know how deeply you're involved, but I'm sure I can find out. Once I find out, whether you live or die will depend on your performance now."

now.

The three kneeling figures slowly rose, their previous fawning and ingratiating expressions completely gone.

Master Hu straightened his clothes and said in a deep voice, "Lord Lin, we admire your integrity and impartiality, but we have our own bottom line and rules. My son did something wrong and was caught by you, which is his own bad luck."

"Lord Lin, I have matters to attend to at home, so I will not keep you any longer. Farewell!"

After saying that, he actually turned around and walked out of the private room without looking back.

Master Li and Master Zhou gritted their teeth, bowed, and followed Master Hu away.

Lin Fan watched the three figures leave, but instead of being angry, a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"Heh, that's quite interesting."

He understood that these three people weren't truly tough; they were still clinging to the last glimmer of hope that the Ximen family had connections with the so-called "royal relatives," and dared not completely break ties.

"Royal relatives?"

Lin Fan sneered inwardly.

"Don't even mention those damn royal relatives. Even the emperor himself, if he dares to be unreasonable and mess with me, I'll make sure he regrets it."

He strolled down the stairs to the counter and casually asked the shopkeeper, "Shopkeeper, have those three people paid their bill yet?"

"No, Lord Lin, where are the three gentlemen going?"

"Damn it!" Lin Fan was furious upon hearing this. "Damn it all! I, Lin Fan, am the only one who gets to take advantage of others for free. Nobody dares to take advantage of me!"

Before he finished speaking, he flashed out like a cheetah, chasing after the three who had gone.

soon.

The restaurant owner stared in disbelief at the scene before him.

Lord Lin grabbed Master Hu by the collar and, under Master Hu's bewildered gaze, slapped him twice. "Damn it, I think you're courting death. You invited me to a banquet, put on airs in front of me, and then just walked away without even paying for the meal. What? You expect me to pay?"

Mr. Hu was stunned after being slapped in the face.

He looked at Master Li and Master Zhou.

The meaning is clear.

You didn't pay?
The exchange between Master Li and Master Zhou was quite clear: I assumed you had paid.

"Lord Lin, this is a misunderstanding!" Master Li cried out, protesting his innocence.

Lin Fan kicked Old Master Li to the ground, "Misunderstanding my ass."

Then, his gaze shifted to Master Zhou, who was looking down as if he wanted to bury his head in his crotch.

He stepped forward and slapped her again.

"Why are you bowing your head so low?" Lin Fan shouted. "Are you secretly laughing at my incredulous expression when I discovered no one had paid the bill?"

Master Zhou was terrified. "Sir, I didn't, I really didn't!"

"Say no again?" Lin Fan glared at him.

"Yes, yes..."

"Damn it! I knew you had such filthy thoughts." Lin Fan was so angry that he slapped him again. "Three prominent families in Anzhou actually joined forces to try and swindle me, a poor official whose monthly salary is only a dozen taels of silver. Are you even human? You're worse than animals."

After cursing, Lin Fan seemed to still feel unsatisfied, so he glared at them fiercely again before letting out a cold snort, flicking his sleeves with a flourish, and turning to leave.

Only three gentlemen remained, feeling extremely wronged and filled with anger.

As for the shopkeeper and waiter, they had long since hidden themselves far away.

It has nothing to do with us.

……

Home.

In the past few days, the equipment he wanted to prepare has been installed.

In the courtyard, Ning Yu and the others stayed there, cracking melon seeds and peanuts, and admiring the full moon.

"My lord, you're back?"

"Ah."

Lin Fan began to take off his clothes, exposing his upper body, which Ning Yu stared at intently. "Master's muscles are really amazing."

Ning Yu's two attendants were also amazed, truly impressed by his domineering manner.

It's obvious at a glance that it's full of explosive power.

Lin Fan walked to the middle of the equipment. Apart from Lin Fan, everyone present was very puzzled by this equipment. When they saw it earlier, they wondered what this equipment was used for.
"Master, what are you doing?" Ning Yu asked.

"Exercise, of course."

Lin Fan raised his hand and pulled the rope, causing the wooden stake to tilt high. This scene shocked everyone. They had seen the rope before and tried to pull it, but found that it wouldn't budge and they couldn't move it at all.

Wu Yong and Qian Tao could understand Lin Ge's behavior to some extent.

Previously at the dock.

Brother Lin would often have them swing wooden sticks and hit his body.

Just now.

As Lin Fan released his grip, the high, tilting wooden stake hurtled towards him. Ning Yu and the others gasped in surprise, and a dull thud echoed through the air.

Lin Fan stood there motionless.

Aside from some redness in the areas where he was hit, there were no other effects on his body.

"what!?"

For Ning Yu and the others, there might not be any deep understanding.

But for the two attendants...

This is more than just shocking; it's something no human could withstand. Just consider the weight of the wooden stake and the height of its inclination. The impact force generated when it hits down is terrifying.

If someone else were standing in the middle...

In that one moment, they'd probably be crushed into meat patties.

Boom!

Boom!

A series of deep, rumbling sounds pierced the night sky.

[Proficiency in the Unity Body Refinement Technique +1]

……

As proficiency increases.

He could feel the blood flowing through his body, a warm current surging towards his limbs, bones, and internal organs.

This is both tempering and nourishing the body.

He never hides his cultivation from anyone. If he has the ability and strength, he will show it. Those who are awestruck by his strength will look at him as if he were a god.

When he transmigrated to this world, his initial thought was... to live.

After the panel appears.

It must be a life full of flavor, richness, and freedom to do whatever you want.

……

The next day, early morning.

The people were surprised to see a group of constables running through the streets in an orderly fashion.

Holding a plank, Lin Fan followed the group and shouted, "Hurry up! What are you dawdling for? How can you have a strong body if you don't suffer? Without a strong body, how can you protect the safety of the people?"

"Don't slack off, everyone's watching, don't embarrass yourself."

At this moment, the people suddenly realized that it was actually the constables of the Public Security Bureau exercising.

I've never seen anything like this before.

Seemingly sensing the gazes of the people, the running constables put in their best effort, none of them willing to give in.

This is the training that Lin Fan arranged for them.

There are two classes in total.

Some stayed at the police station for on-site training, while others went out for a run to improve their physical fitness. Only after the training was over would they be allowed to patrol the streets.

He now has no hope for martial arts in this world.

Let's just pretend there's no martial arts.

Of course, he didn't care about it.

Look at this Unity Body Refinement Method, it's a bloodline type, it tempers the five internal organs and six bowels, and it even condenses the bloodline. Just hearing that, you can tell it's starting to try and gravitate towards the fantasy genre.

In his view, the world is so small that it doesn't need so many people who say "I don't eat beef." Having one person like him who doesn't like beef is enough.

If too many people don't eat beef, it will definitely lead to an overpopulation of cattle.

……

at this time.

It is more than ten miles away from Anzhou.

Suddenly, a group of people on horseback appeared, rushing towards Anzhou. The men in these groups all wore swords at their waists, were full of energy, and exuded an imposing aura.

The leader had a stern expression and was dressed in an official robe.

Among the group was none other than Master Ximen's steward. He gazed intently at Anzhou Prefecture in the distance, his heart pounding with excitement. After arriving at Zhuoming Prefecture, he met Mr. Yang.

He handed the envelope given to him by the master to Mr. Yang.

After reading the letter, Mr. Yang looked solemn and went to see the prince. The prince was furious when he learned of this, feeling that a mere headmaster was so arrogant.

Without saying a word, the prince dispatched a thousand-household commander from his guards command to come.

This is someone close to the prince, someone with royal connections.

After a long time.

Upon arriving at the city gate, the steward respectfully asked, "Lord Song, are we going directly to the Prefectural Governor's Office?"

Commander Song said, “No, my colleague is serving as the garrison commander here. I need to go and catch up with him first. You go back and tell your master that since the prince sent me here, I will naturally handle this matter properly. Tell him to wait.”

"Yes." The butler dared not utter a word of dissent.

……

Qin Mansion.

"Brother Song, what brings you to Anzhou?" Commander Qin feigned surprise. He knew that Master Ximen had gone to the prince for help, and Brother Song was highly regarded by the prince. Usually, if anything happened, it was Brother Song who would handle it.

Commander Song said, "Brother Qin, the Ximen family is in trouble and sought help from the prince, which is why he sent me here. I just arrived in Anzhou and was thinking of meeting you to catch up."

"Hahaha..." Qin Zhenfu stepped forward and hugged the other man, patting him heavily on the back. "Good brother, it's been many years since we last met. Now you're a favorite of the prince, which makes me very envious."

Commander Song waved his hand, "It's nothing to mention. How can you be as carefree as Brother Qin, who commands the troops of an entire prefecture? Unlike me, I always have to run around when I need to do something."

The two exchanged pleasantries.

After a moment, Commander Song said in a deep voice, "Brother Qin, who exactly is this Lin Fan? How did he manage to make the Ximen family so embarrassed?"

Commander Song needed to find out the situation clearly. Although he was working for the prince, he still had to consider the circumstances and handle things with either a friendly or unfriendly attitude.

If the other party has powerful backers and you offend them, even a prince would need to win them over, and in the end, he would be the one to take the blame.

Qin Zhenfu said, "What kind of saint could he be? He's just a lawless and arrogant man. He suppressed bandits in Yong'an, and his achievements were reported, so he was transferred to Anzhou as the chief officer."

Commander Song's expression was grave. "To be transferred to Anzhou as the chief commander of a prefecture just for suppressing bandits, his merits are probably not enough. Could it be that he has someone backing him?"

Qin Zhenfu thought for a moment and said, "I don't know. I don't have much interaction with him and we rarely meet. But Prefect Zhao knows him very well. Why don't we call Prefect Zhao over and ask him?"

"Alright, then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Qin," said Commander Song.

Qin Zhenfu summoned his servants and ordered them to go to the prefect's residence immediately.

As the servants left.

Commander Qin tentatively inquired, "Brother Song, how has the prince been lately?"

"Well, it's alright. We're all brothers, so I won't hide anything from you. This agreement is just for show. You know how complicated the situation is in the court right now. If we're not careful, we'll be doomed. I can't sleep at night, I'm afraid something might happen." Commander Song seemed to be answering, but in reality, he also wanted to probe Commander Qin's intentions.

Qin Zhenfu asked in surprise, "How could something have happened? As a trusted minister of the prince, your future was so bright. Sometimes I even envied you."

“Sigh!!!” Commander Song shook his head and did not reply.

After a long time.

There were footsteps.

Prefect Zhao rushed over.

"Brother Song, Prefect Zhao is here. You may ask him anything you wish to ask."

(End of this chapter)