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

As the Imperial Guards surrounded them, many of the Imperial Guards drew their weapons and confronted them, but none of them dared to make the first move.

The other two Imperial Guards also drew their blades, but Jiang Ruohai grabbed their arms in the next instant.

Jiang Ruohai shouted, "Imperial Guards, listen to my command! Do not make any rash moves!"

At a command, all the Imperial Guards stopped what they were doing.

Jiang Ruohai had long heard of Shen Qing's reputation and knew about Shen Qing's character and conduct. If the other party was guilty, they would be met with Shen Qing's swift and severe retaliation.

But since Shen Qing hasn't made a move yet, it means there's room for negotiation.

Moreover, he felt that he was upright and had nothing to fear.

"You disgraceful thing, stand up!" Jiang Ruohai kicked Ma Xionggaohe and then strode towards Shen Qing.

"Commander Shen, what's going on here?"

Shen Qing turned and glanced at the black dog: "Is it him?"

The black dog stared at Jiang Ruohai for a while, then shook its head: "No."

"Then let's go check out the Imperial Guard."

The black dog strode through the hundreds of guards, its bloodshot eyes relentlessly pursuing its prey.

Shen Qing then turned to Jiang Ruohai: "Did you know your team has a ghost?"

"There's a Blood Cultivator mixed in with your team."

Jiang Ruohai's eyes became somewhat suspicious.

He looked at the black dog again and noticed its constantly twitching nostrils.

"Is it sniffing?"

As a general of the Imperial Guard, he was certainly not a shallow person. He knew that there were many talented people in the Great Wu Dynasty, and those with keen senses were among the most numerous. Therefore, he began to doubt his own team.

While he was pondering, the black dog had already walked through the hundreds of Golden Guards, but he hadn't found a single one, so only four rank Golden Guards remained.

Jiang Ruohai's expression darkened slightly. Could it be those two idiots, Ma Xiong and Gao He, again?

Gao He squatted on the ground, his body trembling as he watched the black dog approach. He recalled the fear he felt that day when he was dominated by Shen Qing.

His voice trembled slightly: "Sir, you'd better listen carefully, I really can't take any more trouble..."

"I may have a foul mouth, but I really wouldn't dare get involved in that blood cultivation thing..."

The black dog didn't reply, sniffed for a while, and then walked away. Ma Xiong and Gao He both breathed a long sigh of relief.

At this moment, the black dog had arrived in front of the last two Golden Guards. The black dog's eyes gradually became fierce. He raised his head and looked at the black-faced Golden Guard in front of him, gritting his teeth.

"It's you! You're that damned blood cultivator!"

The dark-faced guard's expression immediately changed: "Hey! Don't talk nonsense!"

As he spoke, he grabbed the black dog's shoulder.

Jiang Ruohai shouted, "Zhang Sheng, stop!"

The moment he opened his mouth, Shen Qing beside him had already transformed into a phantom and rushed straight towards Zhang Sheng. The fierce wind even stung everyone's eyes. When Shen Qing reappeared, Zhang Sheng had already been grabbed by the neck and lifted up by Shen Qing.

"Are you a blood cultivator?"

Zhang Sheng shook his head in terror, his voice strained as he struggled to speak, his throat being choked: "I...I didn't..."

Jiang Ruohai strode to Shen Qing's side: "Lord Shen, please wait! Let me say something."

"His name is Zhang Sheng. He was recruited into the Imperial Guard at the age of fifteen, but never had the chance to become a Blood Cultivator!"

"Hey buddy, are you...?"

He wanted to say that the black dog might have smelled something wrong, but at this moment the black dog's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on its forehead, neck and arms were bulging, making it look no different from that evil spirit.

The scholar then spoke up: "He has the scent of a blood cultivator, but he is not one; that's possible."

"If you stay in the same room with a blood cultivator for too long, you will also pick up their smell, and that smell can linger for several days."

At this moment, all the Imperial Guards held their breath. Who could Zhang Sheng, an Imperial Guard, be sharing a room with? It would be the other Imperial Guards.

Jiang Ruohai seemed to remember something and clapped his hands: "I remember now, Zhang Sheng, didn't you leave the camp the day before yesterday? You said you went to visit your grandmother, could it be that you caught it then?"

"So that means your grandmother practiced blood cultivation?"

Zhang Sheng's eyes became evasive. Shen Qing tightened her grip slightly, pinching Zhang Sheng until his face turned red, and then sneered.

"Not going to tell?"

"Scholar, take the White Tiger with you to arrest someone!"

The scholar didn't hesitate: "Yes!"

Having said that, he waved his hand and beckoned two squads of flag bearers to head towards the west gate.

Zhang Sheng panicked at this point and hurriedly shouted, "I'll talk! I'll talk!"

"I went to Gujing Town and Zuichunlou the day before yesterday."

Jiang Ruohai spoke.

"Your grandmother lives in Kaiyuan City, but you went to Gujing Town? What is Zuichunlou? What were you doing there?"

Zhang Sheng's face was pale, and his voice became much weaker, uttering only two words as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"brothel..."

After these words were spoken, the room fell silent.

Everyone present was a martial artist, and they were not far apart, so Zhang Sheng's words were clearly heard by everyone.

The Imperial Guards looked at each other in bewilderment.

The Imperial Guards were all trying to suppress their laughter.

Shen Qing also released her grip on Zhang Sheng's neck. If it was a brothel, then it made sense; they were in the same room for quite some time.

Hmm...it must be quite long, right?

He's a martial artist at the Innate Realm, so it shouldn't be short.

However, before Zhang Sheng could even land and was still panting heavily, a dark shadow loomed over him—it was Jiang Ruohai!

His face flushed red, and he kicked Zhang Sheng right in the face.

"Damn it! Didn't you go to see your grandma? What the hell are you doing at the brothel?"

"You're going to see that 'grandma,' right?"

Immediately following was a barrage of insults.

Of course, where there are sorrows, there are also joys.

Jiang Ruohai and Zhang Sheng were worried, while Ma Xionghe and Gao He were happy.

It was already embarrassing enough that they were punished by Shen Qing for their foul mouths; for many years to come, it would be an unavoidable topic of conversation at the Jinwu Guard's drinking parties.

But now the situation is different. Whenever they talk about Gaohe, they can't help but mention another, even more embarrassing incident that happened that day.

Zhang Sheng, a member of the Imperial Guard, was caught red-handed by the Embroidered Uniform Guard for soliciting prostitutes.

Gao Hema Xiong's mouth curled up wildly, and even two cows tied up couldn't hold him down now.

Jiang Ruohai turned around and glared at the two of them: "What are you laughing at? Are you saying he didn't mention you?"

"You three are getting along so well! You don't even give me any face, do you?"

"You like embarrassing me, huh? Fine! If I'm not having an easy time, neither are you!"

"When I get back, I'll write a book about the three of you and have it circulated throughout the entire Imperial Guard! Let's see what kind of mess you've made!"

Jiang Ruohai was furious. Of the four Imperial Guards under his command, three were talented individuals.

Although Shen Qing was also amused, he was too lazy to watch the excitement any longer, since there was a group of reckless thugs bullying his underlings.

Let's deal with them first, then we can laugh when we come back for the drinks.

Shen Qing waved his hand.

"Everyone! Quickly prepare your gear! Destination: Gujing Town!"

"yes!"

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the fully armed Imperial Guards stormed out of the Hundred Household Office.

The Imperial Guards followed closely behind. Since the Imperial Guards were involved in the case, they naturally couldn't leave, so Jiang Ruohai simply took his men with him.

And at the very front was Shen Qing!

He rode a white tiger, a beast king, and wore a crimson robe with blue embellishments. He had a red sword called Chixiao at his waist and his eyes were like torches.

Majestic and imposing!