The Imperial Guards, like Yama, slaughtered until the Empress cried out for help.

General Flag Office.

Sun Yan's expression changed drastically, and he crushed the teacup in his hand.

"What did you say? Liu Chengle was arrested by Shen Qing?"

"How is this possible? Liu Chengle's cultivation level has reached the third level of the Acquired Realm."

"Are you sure it's Liu Chengle who was arrested?"

Xiao Bin's face was also full of disbelief, but he still spoke with certainty.

"That's right. The message sent by the guards at the entrance of Shen Qing's office clearly stated that the man in the purple robe and the black iron fan were Liu Chengle's constant weapons."

Upon hearing this, Sun Yan slumped into his seat.

"As expected, Shen Qing was sent down from above, but how exactly did the news leak out?"

He believed that everything he had done over the years had been flawless, so why did he make a mistake at the last minute before leaving?

"Damn it!"

"What do we do now?"

Sun Yan took a deep breath.

"How many people do we have available in Baiyun County right now?"

Xiao Bin did the math.

"Huang Ke and I have about twenty men under our command, and with the men from your side, we probably have about thirty."

Sun Yan sat up straight, his face hardening.

That's enough.

"That's enough, let's go, Liu Chengle can't die!"

Xiao Bin's expression changed: "Commander, are we going to make our move now? We haven't even transported that silver yet!"

"If we act now, it'll cause quite a stir. What about the money?"

Sun Yan glanced at Xiao Bin and said irritably.

"I wish all my enemies were like you."

"Still concerned about money? If Liu Chengle dies, we're finished."

"He was the one who introduced us to the White Dragon Cult. If he dies, not only will we be unable to enter the White Dragon Cult, but the Embroidered Uniform Guard will also hunt us down."

"What use do you have for money?"

.......

into the night.

The screams inside Shen Qingxiaoqi's cell never stopped.

None of Shen Qing's Imperial Guards or Lin Zikai's men left; they were all frantically interrogating the man in purple robes in turn.

They used every form of torture they could think of in their lifetime.

They were too eager to make a name for themselves.

Shen Qing leaned back in his chair, looking at a booklet in his hand by the firelight. It was a footwork manual called "Free and Easy Steps," which had been seized from the Huang family.

After reading it once, Shen Qing had already grasped its basic form.

He took five steps in a row, startling a field of sycamore trees.

Lin Zikai walked out of the cell at this moment, with traces of blood still on his body. He looked at Shen Qing's carefree steps and hurriedly praised him loudly.

"My lord, what skill you have!"

Shen Qing ignored Lin Zikai and just muttered something.

"It seems there's still something missing."

That's how it should be.

Shen Qing took another step, and his whole body seemed to be enveloped in a phantom.

Lin Zikai raised an eyebrow. Had he broken through with his footwork?

As expected of an adult, your talent is truly exceptional.

Before he could even utter the flattering words, what happened next shattered Lin Zikai's world.

Shen Qing took his second step, breaking through to the minor level of the Free and Easy Steps; with his third step, he had already achieved the major level of the Free and Easy Steps.

With the fourth step, Shen Qing seemed to transform into a gust of wind, becoming as unpredictable as a carefree immortal, his carefree steps now perfected.

Is this correct? Is this how footwork is practiced?

Lin Zikai wasn't without footwork practice; after all, he was a junior officer who had worked his way up through the ranks, so footwork was essential.

He practiced for nearly seven or eight years, but only achieved a minor level of proficiency.

Did I end up wasting my time practicing on a dog?

Suddenly, Lin Zikai's eyes lit up. Could it be that the adult... had opened it?

Shen Qing stopped in her tracks because the screams in the courtyard had ceased.

A line of text appeared before Shen Qing's eyes.

[Your subordinate killed a martial artist at the third level of the Acquired Realm, plundering the entry: Fan Master (Green)]

Turning back to Lin Zikai, who was standing to the side in a daze, he asked, "Is the interrogation complete?"

Lin Zikai snapped out of his daze and quickly said, "Oh, right, right, I guarantee he'll spill his underwear."

Tell me about it.

"Yes, sir, this man is indeed from the White Dragon Cult, and his name is Liu Chengle."

"Robbery, sir..."

At this point, Lin Zikai fell silent. Robbing Shen Qing?

Given Shen Qing's strength just now, even ten more Liu Chengle couldn't take him away.

Why didn't they just capture Liu Chengle last night? Why go through all that trouble today?

Lin Zikai felt like his brain was about to explode.

Could it be that Lord Shen is playing a trick on them?

Lin Zikai felt as if he had grasped that fleeting inspiration.

That's right, that's right, it matches up.

Lord Shen Qing must have calculated every step precisely and was simply toying with the White Dragon Cult!

Thinking of this, Lin Zikai looked at Shen Qing with deep admiration.

"Continue."

"Alright, sir!"

"Last night, it was Liu Chengle who led a group to offend you, sir. Besides Huang Zikun, there were four members of the White Dragon Cult involved. Oh, and Xiao Bin and Huang Ke were among them."

"The silver is currently hidden in Fuyun Mountain."

"And this information was revealed by General Manager Sun... Sun Yan."

Lin Zikai originally wanted to say Commander Sun, but since he was associated with the White Dragon Cult, Sun Yan was no longer a Commander Sun; he was a meritorious official of Shen Qing and Lin Zikai.

A murderous glint flashed in Shen Qing's eyes: "Looks like I'll be busy again tonight?"

"My lord, it's already dark. Shall we go tonight? You've wiped out two sects today, why don't you rest for a while?"

Shen Qing sneered, picked up the goose-feather knife on the table, and revealed its sharp edge.

"I can't sleep until I kill Sun Yan."

Lin Zikai swallowed hard.

Suddenly, his ears twitched, and he turned his head to look outside the courtyard.

"Sir, did you hear anything?"

Shen Qing's lips curled up slightly.

"It seems like it's a two-way street."

Having said that, he lifted his foot and walked towards the courtyard outside in the moonlight. A gust of wind blew by, making Shen Qing's black robe rustle.

Lin Zikai was stunned for a moment, then his expression turned serious. He knocked hard on the door and turned around to shout.

"Black Dog! Old Li! Bring everyone out here, let's get to work!"

The sound of horses' hooves grew closer, and more than thirty Imperial Guards on horseback appeared at the street corner, led by Sun Yan.

At this moment, Black Dog and his men surged out from behind, drawing their swords and preparing for battle.

Once everyone had come to a stop, Sun Yan spoke.

"Shen Qing, you've been hiding your true colors well."

"Let's talk."

Shen Qing couldn't hold back any longer: "Talk? What right do you have to talk to me? You set me up, and now that you realize you can't beat me, you want to talk?"

"Damn it, a toad marrying a fairy."

"That's wishful thinking!"

Sun Yan's face grew increasingly gloomy.

"Shen Qing, we were wrong in this matter, but if we continue fighting like this, we'll both suffer heavy losses..."

Shen Qing couldn't help but laugh.

"You've gone so far as to fight to the death? Just a cup of tea, in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, if even one of you is still standing..."

"You're in charge of this today, how about it?"