After failing the imperial examination, he began to wield immense power after entering the palace!

Xu Biao opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Li Fan's expression suddenly changed.

The smile that had always been on his face suddenly vanished, revealing a coldness and sharpness beneath.

"Snapped!"

A resounding slap landed on Xu Biao's face.

Li Fan used his internal energy to deliver that slap.

Although he was only an eighth-rank cultivator, his pure Yang constitution made his internal energy incredibly pure, and when he channeled it into his palm, the force was astonishing.

Xu Biao was knocked to the side by the blow.

Five bright red finger marks instantly appeared on his face, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

The audience was silent.

Nearly a hundred agents from the Eastern Depot stared wide-eyed, forgetting even to breathe.

Xu Biao, a 100-year-old criminal officer in the Eastern Depot and a confidant of Feng Bao, had been running rampant in the Eastern Depot for over a decade when he was slapped in the face in public.

"Who do you think you are?"

Li Fan's voice was like knives stabbing into Xu Biao's face.

He stood in front of Xu Biao, looking down at him with the same gaze one would give a dog that had no sense of its own mortality.

"My family is the Admiral, the Imperial Depot's Admiral Eunuch personally appointed by His Majesty."

"Within the Eastern Depot, apart from the Chief Supervisor Feng Bao, my family has the highest status."

"You, a mere centurion, a lowly seventh-rank official, dare to tell my family how to do things?"

Xu Biao covered his face, his whole body trembling.

It wasn't fear, it was anger.

He worked in the Eastern Depot for over a decade, climbing from the lowest level of a spy to a centurion. How much blood did he spill on his hands, and how many people did he deal with?

When have you ever suffered such humiliation?

He wanted to draw his sword and chop the dead eunuch to pieces.

But the moment his hand touched the hilt of the knife, a cold gaze fell upon him.

Zhang Miaozhen stood half a step behind Li Fan, her phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, her right hand resting lightly on the short sword at her waist.

She said nothing and did nothing.

But the aura of a peak fourth-grade martial artist pressed down on Xu Biao like a mountain.

Instantly, Xu Biao's hand froze on the hilt of the knife, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Why is there a female bodyguard of the peak fourth rank by the side of this eunuch?

If he, a seventh-rank martial artist, were to actually make a move, who would die?

Moreover, Li Fan is right.

He was the admiral, and I was a centurion.

In a place like the Eastern Depot, those who commit insubordination are considered to have died in vain.

Xu Biao gritted his teeth, the veins on his hands bulging.

But he loosened his grip on the knife handle, swallowed the blood, and slowly let go of the ferocious expression on his face.

"Admiral Gao is right to reprimand me; it was I who overstepped my bounds."

"Since the Admiral wants to go, let's go together."

Li Fan looked at him, a barely perceptible hint of wariness flashing in his eyes.

This person is patient.

A person who can endure is a million times more terrifying than a person who can fight.

But his face remained expressionless; he simply nodded slightly.

"That's more like it. We're all on the same side, let's talk things out. Why make things unpleasant? Let's go."

After saying that, he waved his hand, his voice booming as if he were drilling troops.

"Everyone, follow me. We're going to Cao Mo's residence first."

"yes!"

Nearly a hundred agents from the Eastern Depot responded in unison.

This time, no one glanced at Xu Biao; they all followed in Li Fan's footsteps.

Xu Biao stood there, watching Li Fan's back, his gaze as cold as a venomous snake lurking in the shadows.

He touched his swollen cheek, and a smile slowly crept onto his lips.

"Gao Jin, you're dead..."

Zhang Miaozhen walked beside Li Fan, glancing at Xu Biao behind her with a slight frown.

She whispered to Li Fan, "Eunuch Gao, this person won't let this go."

Li Fan didn't even turn his head, and said calmly, "I know that, so I never intended for him to let this go."

"Just wait, he's going to die today."

Zhang Miaozhen then fell silent.

Chen Tie followed behind the group, quietly approaching the dozen or so old brothers, lowering his voice, his tone filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Did you see that? Wasn't that slap from Eunuch Gao beautifully executed?"

The old men looked at each other in bewilderment.

One of them, Zhao Dashan, scratched his head and said in a low voice, "She's beautiful, but Xu Biao is Feng Bao's man."

"After beating his dog, do you think Feng Bao will let it go?"

Chen Tie sneered: "Feng Bao? No matter how powerful Feng Bao is, is he more powerful than His Majesty?"

"Eunuch Gao has His Majesty's token; Feng Bao is nothing."

Zhao Dashan was still a little apprehensive: "But this is only the beginning..."

That's why we have to follow suit.

Chen Tie patted him on the shoulder, lowering his voice even further.

"Think about it, when we were in the Imperial Guard, our superiors didn't like us, we had no hope of promotion, and we couldn't even get a decent job."

"Following Eunuch Gao, we've been transferred from the Imperial Guard to the Eastern Depot. Although the Eastern Depot has a bad reputation, what about the lucrative opportunities and future prospects? You should weigh the pros and cons yourself."

Zhao Dashan remained silent for a moment, glanced at the figure walking at the very front of the group, and gritted his teeth.

"Alright, we guys trust you, and we trust Eunuch Gao too, let's do it!"

The others nodded in agreement, their initial apprehension gradually replaced by a fierce determination.

Since we're already on this ship, there's no reason to get off.

You either live a life of luxury with Grandpa Gao, or you sink with him.

There is no third way.

……

Cao Mo's residence was located in the most prominent position in Tai'anfang.

A few days ago, Li Fan beheaded the guard of the King of Wei right here, in front of everyone.

When I returned today, the vermilion gate was sealed off, but the stone lions in front of it still stood with their mouths wide open.

But the entire mansion exuded a deathly atmosphere.

Li Fan stood in front of the gate, glanced up at the spot where the plaque had been removed, and said calmly:

"Open the door."

Several agents from the Eastern Depot rushed forward, tore off the seal, and kicked open the gate.

"boom!"

The gate was wide open, revealing a chaotic courtyard inside.

The Cao family, who once swaggered around here, are now all in jail awaiting their fate.

This once bustling mansion is now just an empty shell.

Li Fan stepped inside, his boots crunching on the scattered shards of porcelain.

"search."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a key that unlocked the curtain on the entire raid.

"Search every inch of the house, including the cellars, hidden walls, and secret compartments."

"Gold, silver and jewelry must be registered and cataloged, not a single copper coin can be missing."

"yes!"

Nearly a hundred agents from the Eastern Depot swarmed into Cao Cao's residence like locusts.

The sounds of rummaging through drawers and cabinets, smashing walls and digging the ground, and shouts and responses erupted instantly.

Li Fan stood with his hands behind his back in the courtyard, watching the busy figures, a slight smile playing on his lips.

ransacking the house?

He was never after that little bit of profit.

He wanted everyone to know that he was the one who arrested Cao Mo, handled the case, and led the raid on Cao Mo's home.

No one can take this credit away from us.

Zhang Miaozhen stood behind him, looking at his profile illuminated by the morning light, a complex expression flashing in her phoenix eyes.

This eunuch Gao, if you say he was greedy for power, he certainly was.

But he wasn't greedy for money.

He was ruthless, indeed.

He was ruthless to his enemies, but never stingy with his own people.

If you call him cunning, he really is.

But his cunning was always for the sake of survival.

Regardless, since she had promised him, she would stand behind him.

This is Zhang Miaozhen's rule.