Chapter 735: Chapter 173: The General Inspector Arrives (Part 5)
It was exceptionally comfortable.
Then lay back down, saying, "Anyway, it’s late, and there’s nothing to do, might as well lie down for a while longer."
Casually pulled Ye Meng over, saying, "Why are you so soft?"
Ye Meng was startled and struggled, saying, "I need to cook..."
"No rush to cook. Come, come, let me tell you, I’ve recently read a book, learned a lot, let me teach you, it’s the invaluable experience summarized by countless seniors over the years, we must carry on the absolute skills of the past sages..."
...
Afternoon.
When Mr. Fang appeared in the Guardian Hall, almost everyone noticed that Mr. Fang seemed a bit different from before.
Radiant and full of energy, feeling relaxed, and mentally refreshed.
Like a feeling of ’laying down burdens and traveling lightly’.
"Mr. Fang, why are you so radiant today?"
Zhao Ying’er was somewhat surprised and approached curiously to inquire.
Jing Xiuyun, beside her, pulled Zhao Ying’er’s hand, pinching her fingers repeatedly, meaning don’t ask anymore...
But Zhao Ying’er rarely saw Fang Che this happy, felt bright herself, and insisted on getting to the bottom of it.
Fang Che coughed and said, "I slept well last night, overslept this morning, just took half a day off, how could I not be energized?"
Zhao Ying’er looked puzzled, "Is that so?"
She felt she often did so but never had the effect Fang Che did.
Meanwhile, Jing Xiuyun clearly misunderstood, blushed, and dragged Zhao Ying’er away, whispering hatefully once they were at a distance, "Silly girl! Why did you ask, it’s obviously because of, you know, satisfaction!"
Zhao Ying’er widened her eyes, "What?"
Jing Xiuyun sighed, whispered something into Zhao Ying’er’s ear.
Suddenly, Zhao Ying’er’s face turned bright red, and she chased Jing Xiuyun, passing by Fang Che without daring to glance at him.
Fang Che touched his nose.
Sighed in his heart: Women after marriage are terrifying.
Is that what I meant?
Really...
His cultivation was much higher than Jing Xiuyun’s, and although the two girls whispered, Fang Che understood clearly.
Shook his head.
"Indeed, when women turn rogue, men have no say at all..."
That day, the Guardian Hall was very serene.
Baiyun State was also peaceful, nothing happened.
Although not seen personally, everyone knew that the Ningxue Sword was still in Baiyun State and hadn’t left.
So during this time, the Guardian Hall was as good as an ornament with nothing happening.
Fang Che still diligently sent everyone out on patrols.
Then found a reason to catch lame Hong Er, "Who told you to have such messy hair?"
Thus gave him a thorough beating.
The main thing was lame Hong Er hadn’t been beaten for a while, slowly reverting to old ways; he even started provoking some male stewards today; although his target was male stewards, Mr. Fang sensed the issues once he found out.
Knowing well that such a cheeky rascal needed a beating to behave, like a broken-down cart that needed hitting a few times a day to work normally.
So this beating was heavy and forceful.
Directly beat lame Hong Er back to acting like a gentleman.
Then Mr. Fang donned his spotless Steward’s Clothes, leading a team majestically to North City.
On the main street, patrolled back and forth several times.
Then Mr. Fang led people into the Four Seas Tea House, sitting at a window on the fourth floor, and they started drinking tea.
Because opposite the window of the Four Seas Tea House was the Zhu Family’s main entrance.
As the afternoon sun hung in the west, the Old Dowager of Zhu Family, Zhu Shaoyun and a dozen or so Zhu Family men and women, all came out from the house, bowing at the entrance, waiting.
For a whole hour, they did not move an inch.
As the sun was about to sink below the horizon, finally, a long cry came from afar.
The long cry was full of sorrow and sadness, bringing tears to the eyes of those who heard, breaking the hearts of those who listened.
A figure, like breaking through thick clouds in the twilight, came soaring quickly.
Following closely were sixteen more figures flying out with her.
White robes fluttering, like a group of immortals descending from the sky.
The men were handsome and suave, the women were heavenly beauties, all exuding immortal energy, heavenly immortals gracing the mortal world.
However, Zhu Shaoyun and the Dowager’s bodies began to tremble violently, fear almost overflowing from their faces.
The leader, in mid-air, made a spin, pinpointed the direction, then like an arrow, glided over a thousand feet, landing before the Zhu Family’s main entrance.
It was a woman appearing to be in her thirties, beautiful and noble, yet her face was full of icy frost.
Her gaze was like a sword, coldly staring at the Dowager, "Where?"
"Inside...laid to rest."
"Move!"
All sixteen descended simultaneously, following the white-clad woman, like bringing a sudden cold frost and snow in the hottest summer.
Everyone watching felt a chill spreading from deep within their bones.
Seventeen of them walked straight into the Zhu Family residence.
The ignored Zhu Shaoyun and others hurriedly followed in, drenched in sweat.
...
At the tea house.
Fang Che somewhat regretfully sighed, "Can’t see what’s happening below now."
"Mr. Fang, why watch all this?" Yun Jianqiu asked.
"So that you clearly see these people, they will bring us in Baiyun State, great trouble!"
Fang Che sighed, "From this moment on, until these people leave, we will likely be tormented day and night."
"Why Mr. Fang?" everyone was extremely curious.
"The leading old woman... that Mr. Shang who died yesterday was her son. And this woman... is the General Inspector of the Heavenly Palace outside..."
Fang Che hadn’t finished speaking when a shrill voice came from the Zhu Family door: "Meng Yun ah..."
