The 18th year of the Da Yong reign: The beginning of the story involves rescuing revolutionaries.

Watching Wang Zhi's car drive away, the clerk happily offered another compliment: "Your Excellency, you are truly a genius! You managed to sell them all for a high price of six taels of silver and even pocketed a 70% profit."

"She's even better at business than Miss Shen and the head of the Wang family. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she's a visionary."

Magistrate Hu was clearly pleased by the clerk's flattery, and he said with a humble smile, "Not at all, not at all. It's just that Wang Zhiben is a dog that I've been supporting. A dog, of course, has to be obedient to get a bone to eat."

"Yes, yes, sir, you are absolutely right." The clerk bowed in agreement, and the two turned and went back to the backyard one after the other.

"How's the evidence I asked you to collect and fabricate going...?" The voice gradually faded away.

Wang Zhi hadn't expected these two to boast so loudly behind his back. He was just somewhat relieved that he had at least kept these things in his own hands, and that he would never let them circulate in the market.

As for the money, it doesn't matter. After I kill that Magistrate Hu, all the money will be his.

The rickshaw drove back to the old house. Wang Zhi hurried back inside, only to be surprised to find that Ah Fu, disguised, was already waiting for him in the pavilion in the backyard.

"Afu," Wang Zhi called out.

Afu was Wang Zhi's personal servant and was highly trusted by Wang Zhi. All the stewards in the mansion knew that he could freely enter and leave the mansion without any restrictions.

"Master, I have fulfilled my mission." Li Quanfu looked at Wang Zhi with bright, piercing eyes.

Wang Zhi excitedly grabbed Li Quanfu's arms: "Forty points of meridian opening, a mere brute who's broken through the realm?"

"Yes, I must thank you for the meridian-opening medicine, sir." Li Quanfu nodded heavily.

"Hahaha, good, good, good!" Wang Zhi patted Afu's shoulder forcefully.

In fact, the moment he grasped the other person's arms, he realized that the other person had successfully broken through to the next level.

In the Brute Realm, the Qi and blood have broken through the barriers and begun to merge into the flesh and blood. Wang Zhi only needs to feel the explosive power hidden under the opponent's muscles to know about 80-90% of it.

People at this level are even more competitive and their blood rushes to their head, a condition commonly known as "getting carried away," hence the name "the reckless man's realm."

In this chaotic world, the stronger the forces around you become, the more confident you become.

In the original storyline of the game, the other party was someone who would take a knife for Wang Zhi even if it meant losing a leg.

His loyalty goes without saying.

However, although Li Quanfu had always obeyed Wang Zhi, he seemed to be doing poorly. All of this began to change quietly after Wang Zhi told Li Quanfu the words "go ashore".

Li Quanfu had witnessed every little change in the Daxing Gang over the past few days, and these changes were more in line with the beliefs of Li Quanfu, who had once studied under Xiaolianhua Mountain.

The latter, too, changed from being loyal to turning to their allegiance.

After saying "good" several times, Wang Zhi continued, "In the path of martial arts, one must not slack off and should strive to enter the third realm of martial arts as soon as possible—the Cage."

"A true man born in chaotic times should strive to achieve great things. You and I, brothers, will turn this world upside down sooner or later." Taking advantage of Li Quanfu's breakthrough, Wang Zhi spoke with great ambition, further revealing his bold ideas for the future.

"Yes, sir, you can tell me who to hit, and I, Li Quanfu, will have no objection." Li Quanfu said, then gave a simple, honest smile.

......

"Who are you going to hit? Just tell me."

Not far from Liuzhou County, on the official road leading to Zhaoyang, the ground is still paved with bluestone slabs.

Beyond this section of bluestone road, there is still a compacted dirt road, with hoofprints and wheel tracks everywhere, and some gravel filling the collapsed areas.

This road was already considered an easy one to travel on, and with the foreigners' development of magic crystals, which were also used in cars, the ride wasn't bumpy at all.

However, at this moment, the officials on this official road were not driving carriages, but riding black steeds.

The speaker had very strong facial features, and his voice had the sound of sand rubbing against gravel.

A steel knife was at his waist.

Wearing the black uniform of a provincial inspector.

The provincial inspectorate is in charge of maintaining order within the capital.

The circuit inspector, or circuit official, was none other than Lord Ji Dinggang, who was riding the middle horse and said, "You fool Chen Shi, we've chased you all the way from Zhaoyang to here. Do you need to ask me who you're going to beat?"

The three people in the group rode on horseback, surrounding a man and a woman in the middle.

The man and woman, dressed in simple robes, stood back to back, each gripping their swords tightly.

Although surrounded by three people, they showed little panic on their faces, especially the man who looked completely calm.

A gentle breeze ruffled the hair at his temples as the man calmly spoke, "I wonder why you gentlemen are so persistent in pursuing my junior sister and me?"

"You two were lurking around outside Zhaoyang City, suspected of being江湖武士 (jianghu martial arts practitioners) colluding with the rebels of the New China Society. Lord Ji wanted to question you, but you two ran away as fast as you could. What happened? Now your horses are broken, you're surrounded, and you know to stop? You know to talk? Too late!" The one who answered him was the simpleton that Lord Ji called Chen Shi.

After he finished speaking, he drew his steel knife from his waist with a whoosh, the gleaming blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

Over the years, the New China Society has grown increasingly powerful, attracting many underworld figures to join. They travel to various places and gather intelligence everywhere, making them quite troublesome and causing the imperial court a great deal of headaches.

Aside from the powerful rebel sect, the New Central Society is now the biggest threat to the court. Therefore, whoever captures the rebels will be doing a great job and will leave a significant mark on the record of their achievements.

In recent years, countless people suspected of being rebels have been imprisoned in government offices and prisons.

Before this trip, Ji Dinggang was secretly received by Wu Yibo at his residence, who asked him to take care of the Daxing Gang. He said that if the rebels were not caught, it could not be entirely blamed on the incompetence of the subordinates.

Ji Dinggang immediately understood the implied meaning in the Duke's words.

He then realized that he probably wouldn't get any reward or credit on this trip, and he was getting anxious and frustrated.

However, the woman spoke up loudly: "Then you gentlemen can rest assured, my senior brother and I are inner disciples of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, and we are certainly not some kind of martial arts practitioners who collude with rebels."

Chen Shi raised an eyebrow: "Lord Ji, that little wench said they are from the Heavenly Sword Pavilion."

"Just because she says so? You're such a fool." Lord Ji glanced at her coldly and snorted.

He continued, "Besides, who said that disciples of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion can't be arrested?"

"Within the whole land, all are subjects of the king; under the whole heaven, all land belongs to the king. This Heavenly Sword Pavilion is a disloyal subject within the territory of my Great Yong Dynasty. If it had just stayed in the deep mountains and forests to recuperate, that would have been fine. It's a pity that it insisted on coming out to be a troublemaker in this world. We'll arrest it along with them."

It wasn't hard to tell that Ji Dinggang was quite dissatisfied with the Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

Indeed, one after another, the reclusive sects were sleeping soundly beside the throne of the Great Yong Dynasty.

The court is currently too preoccupied with Tianjian Pavilion's petty actions to attend to them, but that doesn't mean the court doesn't care.

"Little wench, did you hear what Lord Ji said? Arrest them all." Chen Shi laughed loudly, kicked off with both legs, and leaped into the air, slashing at the man. His muscles bulged: "I've made up my mind, I'll start with you, you pretty boy."

The veins on his arms looked like earthworms crawling.

"Chen Shi, take a break. This man is also a third-realm martial artist. The Heavenly Sword Pavilion has the Six Absolute Sword Techniques, so he should not be underestimated," the subordinate standing next to Lord Ji kindly reminded him.

"Hahaha, I hope he really has some skills. I, Chen Shi, couldn't be happier!"