I run a casino in the immortal realm.

The positions in the police station have always been very limited, with each position filled by a single person. The positions of those head constables have long been coveted by various factions.

Wan Chongshan originally planned to promote one of his trusted subordinates to the vacant head constable position, and even accepted money from him.

Now, with just a word from the county magistrate, an outsider has been parachuted in, completely disrupting his plans. Naturally, he is extremely unhappy about this.

Liu Zhengyi was incredibly shrewd; he saw through Wan Chongshan's thoughts at a glance.

He added casually, "Captain Wan, although Zheng Yifei comes from another region, he still has the cultivation of the early Nascent Soul stage. He should be more than capable of dealing with those petty thieves in the city."

As the chief constable, you should mentor him more.

Liu Zhengyi deliberately described Zheng Yifei's cultivation level as the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm; this was a clever balancing act.

On the one hand, it was to save face for Wan Chongshan, since the chief constable was only at the late Nascent Soul stage. If a Nascent Soul Perfection expert suddenly appeared under his command, the team would be impossible to lead.

On the other hand, it also allows Zheng Yifei to conceal his true abilities, keeping them as a trump card.

Zheng Yifei understood immediately and suppressed his aura to the early stage of Nascent Soul. He stepped forward and respectfully bowed to Wan Chongshan, saying, "This humble servant, Zheng Yifei, greets Chief Constable Wan. I am new here and do not know the rules. I hope you will take good care of me in the police station. I will follow your lead without question."

Wan Chongshan sensed that Zheng Yifei was indeed only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and his attitude was so humble that his resentment dissipated slightly.

Street patrol officers are usually limited to the Golden Core stage, so having a Nascent Soul stage member would make them a powerful enforcer. In the future, when we encounter tough challenges, we can send this kid to take the fall.

"Well, since it was arranged by the magistrate, then we'll be brothers from now on."

Wan Chongshan nodded indifferently. "Come with me, let's go get your uniform and badge."

"My lord, I shall take my leave now."

Zheng Yifei bowed to Liu Zhengyi and Wang Bo respectively, then turned and followed Wan Chongshan out of the signing room.

After leaving the magistrate's courtyard, walking along the long bluestone path, Wan Chongshan walked in front, his hands behind his back, not saying a word, displaying the airs of a superior.

Zheng Yifei quickened his pace and walked alongside Wan Chongshan.

He knew very well that a local official was more powerful than a distant one. Although Liu Zhengyi was his patron, his daily work was done under Wan Chongshan's supervision. If he offended this direct superior, he would definitely be retaliated against in the future.

"Lord Wan."

Zheng Yifei lowered his voice and put on a fawning smile.

"What's wrong? Is something the matter?"

Wan Chongshan glanced at him sideways.

Without wasting words, Zheng Yifei flipped his right hand out of his sleeve, and a delicate white jade porcelain bottle silently slid into his palm.

He discreetly slipped the porcelain bottle into Wan Chongshan's hand and whispered, "I am new to Liuhua County and know absolutely nothing about it. From now on, I will rely entirely on your guidance and support as I serve under you."

This is a small local specialty from overseas, a humble offering to you, sir.

Without making a sound, Wan Chongshan pulled his hand back into his sleeve, gently pinched the jade bottle with his fingers, and quietly probed into it with his divine sense.

Top-grade Spirit Gathering Pills! And there's a whole bottle full of them, a total of ten!

Wan Chongshan's heart pounded wildly. Although he was a ninth-rank chief constable, his monthly salary plus various illicit income made him a wealthy man.

However, this superior-grade Spirit Nourishing Pill is a hard currency for Nascent Soul stage cultivators to improve their cultivation, and it is priceless and unavailable on the market.

Normally, if he wanted to get one, he would have to shamelessly beg the Zhao family's steward and spend a lot of money.

This new kid just handed over a whole bottle! This is quite a generous gift, I can't refuse!

Wan Chongshan took a deep breath and gripped the jade bottle tightly in his hand, as if afraid it would fly away.

When he turned to look at Zheng Yifei again, the coldness and arrogance on his face had completely disappeared, replaced by a kind smile as gentle as a spring breeze.

"Oh dear, Brother Zheng, you're being too polite!"

Wan Chongshan put his arm around Zheng Yifei's shoulder, even changing his address from "you" to "brother," saying, "We're all brothers, no need for any talk of helping each other out. From now on, in the police station, I'll protect you! If you don't understand any of the rules, just come and ask me!"

"Thank you very much, Brother Wan."

Zheng Yifei seized the opportunity, smiling sincerely: a door that can be opened with money isn't a door at all.

After receiving the generous gift, Wan Chongshan's attitude underwent a complete 180-degree turn. Along the way, he began to enthusiastically impart his "experience" of being a policeman to Zheng Yifei.

"Brother, our police station does work that offends people, but it's also the easiest place to make money off others."

Wan Chongshan lowered his voice, adopting the posture of imparting secrets: "Those shops, restaurants, gambling dens, and brothels in the city all have to pay us 'peace money' every month. However, we can't just collect this money randomly; we have to see who the owner behind it is."

"This Liuhua County is dominated by the Zhao, Qian, and Sun families. When we encounter businesses bearing their names, we have to turn a blind eye during our patrols and avoid provoking them."

Those shops run by independent cultivators with no connections—fight them if you want, charge them as much as you want, as long as no one dies, the magistrate won't interfere. Understand?

"I have learned a lot."

Zheng Yifei nodded repeatedly.

The two arrived at the police station, chatting and laughing. It was a large, independent courtyard located to the east of the county government office. The courtyard was bustling with activity; dozens of yamen runners in black uniforms were either drilling or gathered in small groups, chatting and joking.

Wan Chongshan led Zheng Yifei directly to the storeroom in the backyard.

When the warehouse manager saw the chief constable arrive in person with his men, he quickly came forward to greet them.

"Old Li, get Constable Zheng a brand new set of official clothes, along with a standard steel goose-feather knife, and also bring him the constable's bronze waist badge."

Wan Chongshan gave the instructions.

Soon, a set of clothes was placed in front of Zheng Yifei.

Zheng Yifei took off his long gown and put on the dark-colored official uniform that represented the majesty of the Great Tianlong Dynasty government.

The clothes were made of a tough silkworm silk that was not only breathable but also resistant to ordinary sword cuts. A large character "捕" (meaning "capture") was embroidered on the chest, and a wide leather belt inlaid with copper nails was tied around the waist.

He picked up the fine steel goose-feather saber, drew it half an inch, and a chilling glint flashed across the blade. Although it was just an ordinary iron magic weapon, its craftsmanship was extremely exquisite. Finally, he hung the bronze waist plaque engraved with a fierce tiger pattern on his waist.

Clothes make the man, and gold makes the Buddha. Wearing this suit, Zheng Yifei's entire demeanor changed instantly. He lost some of his casual, free-spirited nature and gained an air of sternness that represented the system.

"Great! You're in high spirits!"

Wan Chongshan looked Zheng Yifei up and down, then patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction. "Brother, according to the court's rules, the monthly salary of a street patrol constable is three thousand silver coins. Although the money is not much, the extra income is quite substantial."

In addition, with this token on your waist, you can borrow cultivation techniques, spells, and various secret manuals from the county government's "Library Hall".

But I have to warn you, bro, that place is a bottomless pit of money. You have to pay by the hour to borrow books, so you can't go there without some serious wealth.

"Thanks for the reminder, brother."

Zheng Yifei was overjoyed. What he lacked most right now was the advanced cultivation techniques and spell system of the Eastern Divine Continent. With this token, he could legitimately supplement his knowledge.

"Come on, brother, I'll take you to see your official residence, and while we're at it, I'll call over the men assigned to you so you can get to know them."

Wan Chongshan led Zheng Yifei to a row of bungalows in the front yard and pushed open the door of one of them.

The room wasn't large, about twenty square meters, and contained a large desk, a few chairs, and a detailed map of Liuhua County on the wall. Although the conditions were basic, it was at least a private office.

"Please sit down first, I'll go call someone."

Wan Chongshan turned and walked out.