Li Yang followed the sound and saw a young man who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old.He was dressed in a black martial arts uniform, standing straight with a steady grip on his sword. He seemed to be a skilled fighter.

    His appearance was not particularly outstanding, but it could be described as handsome.

    The most impressive thing about him was his eyes, which were very clean, bright, and exuded a sense of determination.

    Just with those eyes, he seemed extraordinary.

    It seemed like nothing could stop this young man.

    This person could only be Jiang Wang.

    "Who are you?" Li Yang asked in a deep voice. "I am here on official business for the Lord of Yuecheng City. I advise you not to resist!"

    Two transcendent constables also stood behind him. No matter what the situation was, they naturally had to stand on Li Yang''s side when facing outsiders.

    After leaving the Sun County Government, he had just entered the territory of Yuecheng City and encountered such an incident.

    He didn''t want to get involved, but after hearing a few words, he suddenly remembered Sun Ping, the young physician who was taken away in a prisoner''s cart.

    If he had asked one more question at that time, would the young physician have died? Would he have known the truth about the plague earlier, and would many people in Qingyang Town and even Jiacheng have survived?

    So he stood in front of the old man, who was obviously just an ordinary person, with his sword drawn.

    He had completely lost trust in the officials of the Yang Kingdom!

    Jiang Wang didn''t turn around or move, he just asked, "Old man, what crime have you committed?"

    Qin Nianmin chuckled behind him. "Perhaps... it''s the crime of speaking the truth, the crime of justice!"

    Jiang Wang pursed his lips and said, "I have never heard of such a crime in the world." s?a??h th? N0v?lFire(.)n?t website on G??gl? to access chapters of n?vels early and in the highest quality.

    "Yes... but it exists in Yuecheng! Isn''t it strange? Young man, you can leave. Yuecheng is not worth shedding blood for anymore!"

    Jiang Wang still didn''t move, and with a sharp look in his eyes, he asked Li Yang, "If it''s not worth it, why are you here, old man?"

    "I''m not here for the Lord of Yuecheng City, but for the people of Yuecheng. Not for those officials who sit idly by, but for the place where my ancestors lived and struggled."

    "What do you want to do?"

    "Enter the capital and file a complaint!" Qin Nianmin finally said something that made Li Yang and the two transcendent constables tremble with fear.

    He said, "My father said before he died that he wanted the king to know what kind of suffering his people were enduring!"

    Thinking about the attitude of the Sun County Government, Jiang Wang sighed in his heart and said, "Do you know that what you are doing may be meaningless?"

    "Some things, whether they are meaningful or not, once done, are worth it to oneself," Qin Nianmin said. "My father is dead, and I don''t have many years left. If I do nothing, I don''t know how to face him. Young man, how will you judge me?"

    Li Yang finally couldn''t listen any longer and put aside his fear of this strange cultivator, and pounced forward.

    The eagle''s cry rose in the sky, and the claw wind broke through the air, approaching him, and turning into a flash of light, slashing down.

    The chaotic wind of the claw.

    The sword intent in the claw intent was his proud skill.

    Even though the man in front of him was imposing and seemed difficult to deal with, he still had to try to kill him!

    But he only saw a flash of sword light rising up in the sky, and the scattered light of the sword had already been cut apart.

    The sword intent continued to press forward, forcing him to retreat again and again, until he returned to his original position!

    Jiang Wang stood there, still not turning around, and only asked Qin Nianmin, "Old man, do you know how to leave?"

    "I know."

    "Then go. No need to look back," Jiang Wang said. "Before I break my sword, you have nothing to worry about!"

    Qin Nianmin had lived for half a lifetime and was very clear that delaying time would only increase the risk for Jiang Wang. Therefore, he didn''t say a word and just exerted all his strength to run away.

    Jiang Wang faced Li Yang and the two transcendent constables, standing in the middle of the road with a sword in hand, and said, "I don''t want to go back on my word. If you still want to pursue him, I will have to kill you."

    His voice was calm, but because of the sword strike that had forced Li Yang to retreat earlier, there was an undeniable and irretrievable momentum.

    At least, for the three transcendent cultivators of Yuecheng present, they were very clear in their hearts that they were no match for this young man.

    "Friend," Li Yang said with a forced smile, "the person you let go is indeed deeply guilty. You must not listen to his words alone."

    "Then, what crime has he committed?"

    "This..." Li Yang was at a loss for words.

    The two transcendent constables glanced at each other and couldn''t help but curse in their hearts.

    No wonder the Lord always scolded him as a fool. Didn''t he prepare an excuse before lying to someone?

    He was stumped by a simple question!

    After hesitating for a long time, Li Yang changed his approach and said, "What do you want in order to let this matter go?"

    Qin Nianmin had already run far away, and Jiang Wang was not in a hurry to leave. He said calmly, "Once spoken, how can I take it back?"

    "Who are you after all?" Li Yang asked again.

    Asking this question now carried a threat of settling scores after the fact.

    With the support of the Lord of Yuecheng City, he represented the institutional power of the entire Yang Kingdom to some extent, so he naturally had the confidence to ask.

    Jiang Wang snorted, "I am who I am, Zhang Linchuan!"

    He had killed the Lord of Jiacheng City, so he naturally wasn''t afraid of the Lord of Yuecheng City. But if trouble could be avoided, he didn''t need to provoke the other party by revealing his identity and waiting for them to seek revenge.

    "Zhang Linchuan, I''ll remember that!" Li Yang said hastily, leaving with the two transcendent constables.It''s clear we can''t beat him; it''s best not to court death needlessly. Death would be pointless. Given the situation, we should report back to the city lord as quickly as possible. If that Qin Weimin really does file a complaint, it''s best for the city lord to prepare a response in advance.

    As for this Zhang Linchuan...

    After they had left Jiang Wang far behind, Li Yang said angrily, "Old Song, you''re well-informed. Who is this Zhang Linchuan?"

    "Never heard of him?" The constable surnamed Song pondered for a moment: "So young and yet so strong, could he be from some prominent family in Qi State..."

    Li Yang was taken aback: "There are no famous families in Qi State with the surname Zhang."

    "Qi State is vast; there are always a few lesser-known but powerful families." Another constable shrank back, not wanting to invite trouble: "You''d better hurry back and consult the city lord, see what to do about Qin Weimin."

    "Yes, perhaps the city lord knows who Zhang Linchuan is," said the constable surnamed Song.

    While he said this, his thoughts were to let the city lord worry about it; he didn''t want to get involved.

    Those who are old in the ways of the world know best that it''s often troublesome to provoke young prodigies. These individuals tend to be arrogant and disdainful, acting without restraint.

    And behind them, there''s usually a crowd waiting to clean up their mess. They, being minor characters, couldn''t afford to provoke such people.

    They hurried towards the city, grumbling incoherently.

    But suddenly, they heard the sound of a bell.

    Ting-a-ling, ting-a-ling.

    In Li Yang''s field of vision, the first thing to appear was a small bell hanging by a green cord.

    Strangely enough, although he clearly heard the sound of the bell, he could distinctly feel that the small bell itself was not making any noise; instead, the ringing seemed to come from deep within his own heart.

    Was it an auditory hallucination?

    He followed the green cord upwards, to the hand that was tucked into a sleeve.

    Looking further up, a cloak that concealed the figure tightly draped down.

    Then, from beneath the cloak, came a delicate, feminine voice: "It seems I heard you discussing Zhang Linchuan?"

    The voice had a chilling, slick, and dangerous quality to it, like that of a venomous snake.

    "Could it be that the emissary has personally come here?"

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