Go and capture those thirty-six fierce villains.

"Take their money and get the job done!"

At Lao Gui's command, the two Han Chans led more than a dozen Liang Feng Guards and instantly dispersed. Some went to bind the soldiers and commanders on the ground, while others went to check if Ambassador Liu, who had been blown away by the blast wave, was still alive.

Others went to disperse the crowd and maintain order.

He first looked Qin Ning up and down to make sure the man was alright, then turned his gaze to the three Wang brothers.

Seeing that Wang Da had lost a leg, Old Gui rubbed his bald head and ordered, "Take this brother back to the camp first and have the family doctor treat him properly."

After doing all this, he stepped in front of Qin Ning, and a wisp of pure energy enveloped the two of them, preventing their voices from leaking out.

"Young Master Qin, what's going on? That Liu guy in the tax office is one of Governor Zhang's men, so strictly speaking, he's on our side. Why did things turn out so ugly today?"

Qin Ning blinked, glancing at the group of well-trained Sichen Guard colleagues, and replied softly, "When I went home after my shift, his offspring smashed up my clinic, beat up the young one and then the old one, not to mention this tax commissioner colluded with the patrol guard commander and was going to kill me." He pointed to the filthy little courtyard behind him, "Look, they even set up a private torture chamber there, and there's a victim inside."

Qin Ning answered in great detail. He understood that Lao Gui's question was not meant to blame him, nor did he really want to know what had happened.

All they need is a reason, a reason that they can justify.

"I see, then I feel more at ease."

Old Ghost nodded and dispersed the pure energy that enveloped the two of them.

If today's events didn't potentially involve Governor Zhang, he wouldn't even need to come up with this excuse.

Old Ghost beckoned to Han Chan, who was standing to the side, and said, "Go back and retrieve the case files concerning the Tax Bureau. This Liu fellow has been corrupt in Beian City for many years and even attempted to assassinate Han Chan, who was secretly investigating this matter with our Morning Guard. I will definitely report this matter to the authorities and seek justice for Lord Qin!"

So you already knew what this guy surnamed Liu had done all along?

Upon hearing this, a strange light flashed in Qin Ning's eyes. He straightened his clothes slightly and did not ask any foolish questions such as "Since you already had evidence, why didn't you report it sooner?"

Before this, both Sichenwei and the Governor Zhang, whom they only knew by name, worked for the royal family.

If it weren't for my unexpected intervention, the two sides should have kept to themselves and avoided each other's interference.

"Young Master Qin, this place is chaotic, and you are injured. Why don't you go home with that brother to get treatment?"

Old Ghost's suggestion struck a chord with Qin Ning.

He was worried about how to get close to the true core of Sichenwei in Bei'an City, but he didn't expect that the other party would deliver himself to his door so easily.

"Alright."

Walking over to the three Wang brothers, Qin Ning looked at Wang Da, who was lying on what looked like a stretcher, and said nothing, but patted him heavily on the shoulder.

......

The Prince Su's residence, study.

Prince Su, dressed in casual clothes, sat opposite the Grand Master. Between them was a chessboard with more white pieces than black pieces, indicating that Prince Su, holding the black pieces, was in a losing position again.

"How can a carpenter like you be so skilled in hand-to-hand combat? Back in Kyoto, even the headmaster of Meifeng Academy could only manage a draw against me."

Prince Su observed for a long time, then reluctantly put down the black pieces in his hand, his tone sullen.

The leader of the Mohist school avoided answering, instead tidying up the unfinished chess game on the board, and said, "The young master's illness is getting worse. Should I go for a trip to the grasslands?"

"That's not good. Physician Yang is taking too long to arrive in our Bei'an City. He might be planning to transfer you out."

Prince Su shook his head, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked to the window.

"If there is truly no other way, then use the Heavenly Craftsmanship..." Prince Su paused, sighed softly, and said with a somewhat desolate air, "...to refine Yan'er."

These words were spoken.

A slight ripple appeared on the usually calm face of the Mohist leader.

"In that case, the Crown Prince's path of cultivation will be cut off... Moreover, those who have undergone the Heavenly Craftsmanship Technique... will have no descendants."

Prince Su, his body heaving with weight gain, let out a long sigh.

"I know all of this. It was Yan'er who brought it up herself."

After he finished speaking, he looked up and gazed out the window towards Kyoto: "My nephew, ha, he really deserves a spanking."

The Grand Master silently placed the last chess piece back into the box.

He had heard a rumor that Emperor Yongguang was naughty in his youth and was once severely punished by Prince Su in front of everyone by having his pants pulled down.

Squeak.

The study door was pushed open, and Cheng Feng, pale-faced and beardless, walked in with his head bowed.

"Your Highness, Grand Master."

"Speak, what is it?"

Prince Su turned around and sat down behind his desk.

"It's about that Qin Xingzhen." Cheng Feng lowered his head, took two small steps forward, stood to one side of the desk, and bowed his head to say, "He was arrested by Ambassador Liu of the Tax Bureau. The 'Mu Ku' from the Sichen Guard in the city led his men directly to the Tax Bureau, produced relevant evidence, arrested all the officials in the Tax Bureau, and even killed and injured a sixth-rank Yin-Yang Master under Governor Zhang."

"The Tax Bureau...Governor Zhang's men...have clashed with the Imperial Guards?"

After hearing the report, Prince Su's round little eyes showed doubt. He exchanged a glance with the leader of the Mohist school and found that the other's expression was not much different.

"Shouldn't they be on our side? What exactly happened?"

Cheng Feng said, "It is said that Liu Guang's son from the Tax Bureau had a conflict with that Qin Xingzhen. Our people are still investigating the specifics." He paused, then continued, "However, I think that whatever the reason, it is a good thing that the two sides have a rift."

Prince Su pondered for a moment: "Hmm... taking this opportunity, we can thoroughly clean up Beian City."

He reached into his waistband, took off a waist tag, and tossed it to the attendant beside the desk.

"You take care of this, and remember to let Yan'er know."

"Yes."

Chengfeng took two steps back, then turned around and walked out of the study.

Prince Su poured himself and the leader of the Mohist school a cup of tea: "Tsk, this little fellow surnamed Qin is quite interesting."

After saying that, he pointed to the empty chessboard: "I was just taking a break, but you put away all the pieces. So, you've lost this game!"

The Giant: "..."

......

The sky was filled with stars but no moon, perfectly obscured by a thick cloud.

Qin Ning left the secret residence of the Sichen Guard, walking and stopping along the way. When he stepped onto Anhe Street, his stomach rumbled.

He was so busy analyzing today's situation that he patted his stomach, chuckled, and casually walked into a shop on the street, intending to buy some food.

The aroma of ordinary dishes, mixed with a hint of wine, reminded Qin Ning of the grand feasts he had eaten in his village many times in his previous life.

"Boss lady, what else do you have to eat?"

"Sir, it's getting late, we only have..."

The proprietress behind the counter, who was busy calculating with her abacus, looked up as she spoke, and froze when she saw that the person who came in was Qin Ning.

She paused for a moment, then hurriedly stood up, knocking over a wooden stool in her haste.

The noise startled the kitchen owner out of his room.

"What's wrong? Why are you making such a racket..."

Clang!

When the shop owner saw that the person who came in was Qin Ning, the kitchen knife in his hand fell to the ground, and the young couple were both stunned on the spot.