"Damn it!"

Xu Qi'an cursed silently, feeling unlucky.

He remembered his experience of being undermined by his leaders in his past career, at that time he could say, "I quit!"

Nightwatcher's yamen had strict levels, and he couldn't use such an extreme way to deal with it.

"You're trying to undermine me, huh? Then don't blame me for stirring up trouble in front of Wei's father." Xu Qi'an rubbed his swollen arm, filled with anger.

Assembling the troops and riding horses, Nightwatcher and the white servants rushed to their destination.

The three-story mansion of the Cheng family, who had been exiled and had their property confiscated, was already surrounded by the Imperial Guard.

After Nightwatcher arrived, Zhu Yinyin drew his sword and slashed the "Cheng Mansion" plaque in half.

Waving his sword, he shouted, "Search the house!"

The bronze gongs and white servants kicked open the middle door and rushed in.

The servants in the mansion were too scared to breathe, cowering in various corners, on the roadside, in the garden, and under the eaves.

They had only just learned yesterday that their master had been imprisoned and the mansion was trying to use connections to get him out. Who would have thought that such a group of fierce people would come today?

Xu Qi'an and his team entered the front hall, intending to go to the backyard, but were kicked back by Zhu Yinyin.

"You three stay here, don't go anywhere. After it's over, I'll search your bodies. If you dare to embezzle, you'll be punished according to the law," Zhu Yinyin said in a deep voice.

The other bronze gongs saw that Xu Qi'an and his team were being targeted. Some sneered with delight, while others pretended not to see.

Song Tingfeng dared not speak out in anger.

Zhu Guangxiao, who had always been quiet, also had a dark face.

Xu Qi'an gritted his teeth and chose to remain silent. He couldn't argue back at this time, otherwise he would be in for a beating.

Watching Zhu Yinyin enter the inner courtyard, Song Tingfeng spat and angrily said, "This son of a bitch is blocking our path to wealth."

"I'm sorry, I've caused trouble for you guys." Xu Qi'an said guiltily.

Song Tingfeng rolled his eyes and looked at Xu Qi'an's arm. "I see you've been rubbing your arm multiple times. Is it seriously injured?"

"Did that bastard use his Qi?" Song Tingfeng's face changed.

Normally, when a superior beats a subordinate, it's just a superficial injury, but it wouldn't involve the use of Qi. Being hurt and being injured were two different things.

It showed how narrow-minded that guy surnamed Zhu was.

"With this injury, you can sue him. Go to the boss and he won't tolerate it," Zhu Guangxiao said in a deep voice.

Song Tingfeng glanced at him and shook his head. "Don't cause trouble for the boss."

Although they were all Nightwatchers, other people's fathers were Golden Gongs, and they had the support of a towering tree that Li Yuchun couldn't provoke.

Song Tingfeng continued, "Forget it, avoid him next time, we can only admit defeat."

"I will sue him, but it won't be Li Yuchun, it'll be Wei's father..." Xu Qi'an rolled down his sleeve.The so-called search of the house was different from what Xu Qi'an had imagined. There were no sounds of smashing and breaking. Instead, the bailiffs and the constables were being very cautious.

In a corner of the study, there was a vase that could be worth dozens or even hundreds of taels of fine porcelain, and a small table used to display objects might be worth several taels of silver.

Suddenly, the three men in the front hall heard a woman's sharp cries and pleas.

"What's going on?" Xu Qi'an's face changed, and he turned to look at Song Tingfeng. "The official document says that only the house is to be searched, and the family is not to be implicated."

According to the verdict of the Ministry of Revenue's Chief Clerk, the punishment was to search the house and exile, without implicating the family.

Song Tingfeng stammered, "Maybe it's because the women in the house are pretty... they want to have some fun... it's not uncommon."

"Bullshit!" Xu Qi'an cursed and strode towards the backyard.

In the backyard, the woman's sharp cries were heard in several rooms, accompanied by men's lewd laughter.

"Bang!"

Xu Qi'an kicked open the door of a room and saw a strange constable tearing at a woman's dress.

The woman had dignified features and fair skin, and was only wearing a lotus-colored bellyband on her upper body, crying in despair.

The constable was startled, and his face turned pale. If he had come any later, he might have had a heart attack. He angrily looked back at the door.

Xu Qi'an stared at him coldly, glanced at the waist badge hanging on the constable's waist, and said, "You continue, I'll remember your name and report it to Wei Gong myself."

Wei Yuan's name was very intimidating. The constable looked at the woman, then at Xu Qi'an's gloomy face, and hesitated.

Without paying attention to him, Xu Qi'an quickly kicked open the doors of several other rooms and scared off his colleagues who were up to no good in the same way.

He didn't see anyone surnamed Zhu... Xu Qi'an's heart sank, and without hesitation, he kicked open the door of the last room.

Sure enough, he saw Zhu Yinluo inside.

And he was grinning as he pinched a young girl, stripping off her clothes one by one with a perverse pleasure.

The girl, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, had tears in her eyes and was sobbing, wanting to cry but not daring to.

In that moment, Xu Qi'an's anger reached its peak, but he didn't act recklessly. He just stared at Zhu Yinluo.

"Get out!" Zhu Yinluo's face turned dark.

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Xu Qi'an didn't back down. He faced a Refining Qi Realm expert and said word by word, "If you dare to touch her, I'll report you to Wei Gong."

Hearing this, the girl's eyes lit up with a strong light, as if a drowning person had caught hold of a lifesaver.

The conflict here attracted other bailiffs and constables, who stood nearby, looking at the rising star of a little constable confronting a constable named Yinluo.

"Fine, you ignorant thing."If before, it was just a dislike for Xu Qi'an's showing off, now it was a furious intent to kill him.

Zhu Yinluo held the girl's neck, lifted her up in the air, and walked out of the room in big steps.

Xu Qi'an felt the surging aura and subconsciously held the handle of his knife, cautiously stepping back to avoid the sharpness.

Zhu Yinluo brought the girl to the courtyard, threw her onto the stone table, turned his head, and grinned at Xu Qi'an, "What are you going to do?"

"Xing'an..." Song Tingfeng ran over with an ugly expression, holding Xu Qi'an's right hand that was holding the knife, gritting his teeth and pleading, "Don't act impulsively, you know the consequences..."

Xu Qi'an regained some composure and understood Song Tingfeng's warning.

Firstly, attacking a silver gong with a copper gong is a serious offense. Even if Zhu's surname was killed on the spot, it would be self-inflicted.

In other words, dragging the girl to the courtyard to publicly humiliate her was actually provoking Xu Qi'an and forcing him to take action.

This was to lead Xu Qi'an to his death.

Secondly, how could a Qi Refining Realm cultivator fight against a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator?

Their status and strength did not allow it.

Xu Qi'an did not give up and repeated seriously, "If you dare to touch me, I will report to Duke Wei."

Zhu Yinluo laughed wildly, "You can report, but only after I've enjoyed the little beauty."

Other copper gongs might fear Xu Qi'an's threats, but he was not afraid.

With a father who was a golden gong to back him up, and his own sense of propriety, he would not encounter any problems or disasters that he could not resolve.

What's the big deal about humiliating a few officials' family members? And even if the female family members were not implicated, could they really escape unscathed?

Something must be paid.

Zhu Yinluo sneered and took up a posture to humiliate her.

Some copper gongs looked away, while others whistled and laughed strangely.

The fate that the middle school girl was about to face deeply stimulated the soul that had crossed over from the 21st century.

"Let go!"

Song Tingfeng heard his new colleague's words, his tone was light.

But his expression was so firm and resolute that, inexplicably, Song Tingfeng took a step back.

Xu Qi'an's eyes were calm, his breath was calm, and all his emotions sank. He entered his best state in an instant.

He gently lifted the guard of the black and gold long knife with his thumb on the handle, letting it slide out an inch.

"Clang!"

The sound of the long knife being unsheathed echoed, and Zhu Yinluo surged up, his eyes sharp, and he made a decisive move, slashing towards Xu Qi'an.

He had long been prepared.

The violent aura rushed over like a tide. Xu Qi'an was like a boulder, standing still.

Concentrating a little, reaching the peak!

"Clang!"

Another unsheathing sound.Everyone only saw a thin line of knife light flash by, and only saw Xu Qi'an's hand holding the knife seem to have moved.

That slightly straight knife was still in its sheath, and the loud and powerful sound just now seemed like an illusion.

Zhu Yinluo stopped moving, his eyes staring blankly in place.

A few seconds later, the copper gong on his chest cracked open and fell to the ground with a "clang".

Immediately after, a knife wound opened on his chest, and blood spurted out, splashing onto Xu Qi'an's face and body.

In the midst of silence, he fell backwards weakly.

Suddenly, Song Tingfeng was the first to react, rushing to Zhu Yinluo's side with a pale face and feeling his pulse.

"He's not dead, he's not dead..." Song Tingfeng shouted hoarsely, "Quick, save him, save him!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic, with some Nightwatchers trying to save Zhu Yinluo by supplying him with air and pouring medicine down his throat. Then they carried him away, planning to take him back to the Nightwatcher yamen for treatment.

The other Nightwatchers drew their knives, surrounding Xu Qi'an with a continuous clanging sound.

The reticent Zhu Guangxiao held the knife handle and protected Xu Qi'an in front of him.

"Ning Yan..." Song Tingfeng's face turned white, and he struggled to say from his throat, "You should escape."

Xu Qi'an, whose air had been cut off by the knife, shook his head, his eyes and brows full of exhaustion. He forced a smile and said, "If I escape, what about my uncle and aunt?"

Song Tingfeng became furious. He grabbed Xu Qi'an's collar and pointed at the bewildered girl, gritting his teeth and saying, "Is it worth it? Is it worth it for a stranger?"

"She's still a child..." Xu Qi'an stared at him, "There are always things that are more important than life."

He walked out with a floating step, and no one dared to stop him. He took a step, and the Nightwatchers stepped back.

Ten steps later, Xu Qi'an took off his waist badge and sword and threw them on the ground. Then he made a gesture that no one could understand.

He gazed at the distant sky, raised his hand, and saluted.

After many years, Xu Qi'an's face was once again filled with the vigor he had when he left the police academy.

Even though he was covered in blood.

PS: The burst of updates is over, I'm going to sleep first, and I'll update when I wake up.