With a warehouse full of supplies, I stood alone as king in this chaotic world, gun in hand.

The incident happened so suddenly that everyone around was startled and stepped back.

"Damn it!"

The other four men, seeing their fallen companion, flew into a rage and drew their swords to attack Bei Chenyan.

"Kill him for me and take this woman away."

"There's no need to waste time with them," Nangong Wu said to Bei Chenyan.

Upon hearing this, Bei Chenyan immediately drew his gun and shot the men dead.

His pistol was equipped with a silencer. Those around him only heard a few "click-clack" sounds before all four men fell to the ground dead, each with a bloody hole in their forehead. They didn't even have a chance to fight back before they were all dead.

The surrounding crowd stared at the five corpses lying on the ground, their expressions changing repeatedly.

Seeing how powerful he was, some ill-intentioned passersby dared not act recklessly any longer and secretly slipped away.

However, a few kind-hearted people felt sorry for them.

"These are Fifth Master's men. If you kill these people, you might not be able to leave Chenling City!" Passerby A kindly reminded them.

Fifth Master's men?

Nangong Wu and Beichen Yan exchanged a glance.

It seems that this man called Fifth Master is very likely a local tyrant in this Shenling City, or some important figure here.

"Why are you taking a woman with you when you go out? Aren't you just asking for trouble?" Passerby B advised Bei Chenyan, "You'd better find a way to get out of here quickly! If you stay any longer, your lives will be in danger."

"Thank you!" Bei Chenyan nodded gratefully to him and asked, "May I ask where the Sifang Inn is?"

"It's just ahead. Turn left at the second intersection, and it's on that street." After giving them directions, the passerby hurried away.

The others shook their heads and left, and in a short while, there wasn't a soul left on the street.

Even the shops on both sides closed their doors, as if they were some kind of viper.

Bei Chenyan and Nangong Wu exchanged another glance, stepped over the corpse on the ground, and continued walking forward.

"We'll leave once we find the person."

"Um."

It seemed as if the entire city of Chenling knew what had just happened. Wherever they went, the shops on both sides of the street closed, and passersby ran away in a panic.

"Looks like we're going to have another battle." Nangong Wu looked at the empty streets, her eyes slightly cold. "The city isn't big, but there are plenty of demons and monsters."

Bei Chenyan remained silent, only worried about the Seven-Colored Lotus they were looking for, hoping nothing unexpected would happen.

As soon as they reached the first intersection, they saw a large group of people marching menacingly toward them, each carrying swords and knives.

Nangong Wu and Beichen Yan stopped.

The leader was a tall, scarred man with a face full of scars. A scar ran from his brow bone to the corner of his mouth on the left side of his face, making him look extremely ferocious.

"Fifth Master, these are the two men who killed Master Shan and the others," a tall, thin man said to the scarred man, pointing at Nangong Wu and Bei Chenyan.

"Chop the man up and feed him to the dogs, and take the woman back with you." The scarred man's eyes sizing up Bei Chenyan and Nangong Wu like knives.

"You're Fifth Master?" Bei Chenyan stepped in front of Nangong Wu.

The scarred man paused for a moment when he saw Bei Chenyan's face, then took out a piece of paper from his pocket and opened it to read.

"Hahaha!" The scarred man suddenly laughed a few times and whistled.

The next moment, countless Taoist figures flew down from the rooftops, each one displaying extraordinary skill.

"Take them down!" the scarred man ordered, pointing at Nangong Wu and Bei Chenyan. "These two are Nangong Wu and her gigolo. Cut them down, and we can leave this place."

Upon hearing his words, those people leaped to the ground and surrounded Nangong Wu and Beichen Yan.

Bei Chenyan and Nangong Wu's faces darkened.

It seems the scarred man has recognized them; the portrait in his hand should be of Bei Chenyan.

I wonder who the mastermind behind this scarred man is, that he can control everything in Shenling City.

And how did these people know they would come here?

"Hahaha!" The scarred man's ugly face contorted with laughter.

"Princess Runing, don't think we won't recognize you just because you're wearing a veil. I've been waiting for you for ages! You're really asking for trouble when there's a path to heaven."

"You? Hell's Gate?" Bei Chenyan's lips curled into a cold smile. "This young master is quite curious, whose dog are you?"

"Still being stubborn even when you're about to die." The scarred man's gaze suddenly turned fierce.

"Who is the master behind you?" Nangong Wu stepped out from behind Bei Chenyan: "As long as you tell me who is behind you, I, the princess, will give you double the silver."

Only by finding out who's behind him can we take down his entire operation.

She took off the backpack from her back, mentally filled the bag with gold, and then threw it on the ground. The bag opened, revealing a bag full of gold ingots, gleaming with an alluring golden light.

"hiss……"

The people around looked at the bag of gold with greedy eyes.

The scarred man and the tall, thin man stared wide-eyed.

"Fifth Master, we..." The tall, thin man was about to speak when the scarred man shoved him aside. "What do you think you're doing?"

Thinking about the person behind it all, who dared to betray those people, even if they got this gold, they wouldn't have the life to spend it.

"Princess Runing, even now, you still have the mind to ask these questions." The scarred man looked at the bag of gold, his eyes flashing with determination.

Killing these two men would eventually bring the gold into his hands. "It's a pity someone wants your lives, otherwise, the princess, so pampered and precious, could have had her fun..."

"Damn it!"

Nangong Wu and Beichen Yan drew their guns at the same time.

Suddenly, a series of powerful whooshing sounds came from behind the air as the scarred man and his group attacked.

The scarred man's expression changed drastically, and he quickly pulled the tall, thin man next to him to shield him.

"Pfft pfft pfft..." Countless hidden weapons struck the tall, thin man, his eyes wide open, dying with his eyes still open.

Among these people were many experts who brandished their swords and blades to deflect the hidden weapons, but many others fell.

Nangong Wu looked up and saw that more than a dozen people had arrived. They immediately attacked the scarred man, so it was no surprise that they were Xiao Lin's men.

The dozen or so people flew down in front of them and bowed to Bei Chenyan.

"Master, we're late!"

Pavilion Master? Seeing how respectful these people were to Bei Chenyan, Nangong Wu wondered if this guy was the leader of some martial arts sect.

Upon seeing these people appear, the scarred man and those surrounding them involuntarily took a few steps back.

"You are from the Infernal Affairs Bureau!" The people surrounding them recognized the dozen or so people.

Wujian Pavilion! Nangong Wu then noticed that the dozen or so people who came after her were all wearing the same clothes, similar to the Flying Feather Robe, dark blue, with an eagle spreading its wings embroidered on the upper left chest.

She remembered the night she went to the Wujian Pavilion and saw the masked man sitting in the inner room. He looked somewhat familiar, and it turned out to be Xiao Lin!