Chapter 727: Chapter 172: The Netherworld’s First Kill! [10,000 Words—Requesting Monthly Tickets]
The light descended.
With a thud, it severed Mr. Shang’s head with the wound, leaving a perfectly smooth neck cavity.
This spear wound must not be exposed.
"The General Inspector’s son should have something good on him, right?"
Immediately began to collect the spoils...
The movements were swift, and it was completed in the blink of an eye.
Yemo, dressed in black, was driving a carriage towards Baiyun State.
On the carriage were the headless corpse of Mr. Shang from the Heavenly Palace and the bodies of two maids, gently shaking with the bumping of the road.
Mr. Shang’s head had turned into dust, disappearing from the world.
Seeing the Baiyun State City Gate from afar, he fiercely whipped the horses pulling the carriage twice.
The horses neighed and galloped madly towards the city gate.
Yemo’s figure in black had disappeared into the mountains and forests, turning into a wisp of light smoke slowly drifting away.
"I didn’t do this cleanly, but since you’re all dead, it’s clean!"
"The Heavenly Palace... haha... who said the Heavenly Palace was untouchable?"
...
Fang Che wore a steward’s clothing, with a golden star shining at the collar.
Walking calmly and leisurely on North City Street, his posture was upright, meticulous, with a handsome and righteous face, a firm and just gaze, embodying the iron-faced upright official demeanor.
Then he happened to encounter Yun Jianqiu, who was patrolling with seven or eight people.
The other was pleasantly surprised: "Mr. Fang, I haven’t seen you for a while, I thought you weren’t coming today."
Fang Che gave a faint smile, blending into the team, saying: "I always feel something is up on this side of North City, Yemo is always lurking around here, this demon is ruthless, ready to pull off something big any moment. Shouldn’t be neglected. That’s why I came here, after all, I’m more flexible alone. Even if I can’t win, running away isn’t a problem."
Yun Jianqiu blushed immediately: "What you said is true, being with us really hinders your performance, and if we encounter danger, you’ll have to look after us too..."
"Work hard on your cultivation, one day, you’ll become a Heaven Supporting Pillar."
Fang Che said warmly: "At the very least, being an upright person is not a problem."
Yun Jianqiu nodded vigorously: "Yes, Mr. Fang, I, Yun Jianqiu, in this life, aim to be someone with a clear conscience, a person!"
"Work hard."
"Mr. Fang, where are you heading?"
"Now that there’s nothing urgent, where are you heading? I’ll accompany you, so we have someone to talk to now, and it won’t be lonely."
"Just up ahead, we’ll check those two streets and then we’re done."
"Alright, let’s go."
"Let’s go!"
With Mr. Fang leading, the seven or eight people with Yun Jianqiu all got a boost in morale, everyone had smiles on their faces.
Being with Mr. Fang not only gives a backbone but also increases the sense of security greatly.
Such a great thing.
Really wish we could meet Mr. Fang every patrol.
As they walked forward.
Suddenly, from the direction of the Zhu family, a large group of people rushed over like they had lost their mothers, charging towards North City Gate, faces were all flustered.
Yun Jianqiu was puzzled immediately: "What’s going on?"
Fang Che also frowned, wondering aloud: "What’s happening? Why does it look like something’s wrong? Let’s go, let’s all take a look."
Yun Jianqiu was waiting for these words and immediately took the people to run over.
"Old Dowager, what’s the matter? Why such a hurried pace?"
Fang Che caught up with the Old Dowager of the Zhu Family from behind, asked with concern: "Why do you look so unwell? Please take care of yourself, at such an old age it’s tough to still be rushing around."
The Old Dowager said hurriedly while walking: "I’m afraid something’s happened. Mr. Fang, you handle your business, don’t worry about us."
"The Old Dowager is speaking as if I’m here to eat without doing anything."
Fang Che quickened his pace: "I’ll also take a look. Perhaps I can lend a small helping hand to the Old Dowager."
The Old Dowager couldn’t shake him off, but now indeed was in a hurry and didn’t care about him anymore, speeding up again towards North City Gate.
Fang Che was calling out: "Everyone, speed up and catch up, the matter might not be small, you and I are the Guardians of the Guardian Hall, it’s our duty, can’t be overlooked. Move!"
"Yes, sir!"
Yun Jianqiu and others knew Mr. Fang wanted to see the excitement, and they also very much wanted to see it, so they all sprinted forward.
"Make way, make way... Guardian Hall at work..."
The group hurried past, front and back shouting aloud.
From afar, they saw the chaos at North City Gate.
A massive crowd surrounding in a large circle.
Many faces were full of regret: "It’s a pity, such two pretty young ladies... who could be so cruel..."
"This man suffered too much, doesn’t even have a head... Whose family is he from?"
The Old Dowager and Zhu Shaoyun squeezed into the crowd with effort, and upon seeing, immediately their vision darkened, bodies swaying.
With a thud, vomited a mouthful of blood, cried out in utter despair: "Dear heaven..."
In front, was an overturned carriage.
And three bodies that had rolled out from the carriage.
Two of them were young women in white, with delicate appearances and faces full of fear; throats marked with a touch of red.
The third was a headless corpse.
Judging by the physique, it should be a young man, quite tall and slender, if alive, he would be quite dashing.
But now without a head, appeared slightly bizarre.
Fang Che, panting, got there too, and upon seeing, felt instantly indignant: "Another act of Yemo! Damned Yemo! Without eliminating this demon, Baiyun State will never have peace! It’s too tragic, to lay hands on two such beautiful young girls... Hmm, why do these two girls look so familiar?"
Frowning to think, suddenly his face turned shocked: "Oh my, Old Dowager, aren’t these Mr. Shang’s two maids?"
