Chapter 143: The Little Punisher of Evil

Wei Yuning thought, the father of the Star Owl is called Long Laoda—what a peculiar name.

"I am friends with Long Huayue!" Wei Yuning said calmly.

"Is Long Laoda here?" the head constable peered inside and asked.

"Uncle is out and hasn't returned!" Wei Yuning could only answer that.

"Then could we have Miss Huayue come out for a moment!" Clearly this constable knows Long Laoda's family well, seeming to be a close elder.

Wei Yuning helplessly shook his head: "Miss Huayue is resting inside; please do not disturb her."

The head constable frowned, his expression growing more severe: "Is Qiu Yue here?"

Wei Yuning's mind split in two, yet he had to reply: "She has also gone to sleep; you… would be best not to disturb her either!" Qiu Yue's current state is impossible to wake.

"Swish—" the constable gave a signal; about a dozen men behind him half‑drew their waist knives. The two gate guards even half‑raised their steel swords, ready to respond.

"Young master, I am Xing Dong of the southwest district shop in Gemstone City. Someone has accused you of theft; please step out at once and come with me to the yamen!" Xing Dong said sternly.

"Ha!" Wei Yuning sneered, "Accused of theft—where's the evidence? Just a stranger's empty words? I even… have a street murder! Believe it or not?" Wei Yuning pointed at the middle‑aged guard.

"He… he was standing right in front of us—when did he commit a street murder?" Xing Dong turned green with anger, "Again, if you still don't come out, we will have to ask you to leave!"

"Look at him, he's clearly killing!" Wei Yuning shouted.

Everyone laughed, thinking the young man must be a fool to lie on the street before a constable—truly reckless. Yet, since he persisted, they couldn't help but turn to look at the middle‑aged guard.

"Puff—" under everyone's gaze, the sword in the middle‑aged man's hand swung and drove straight into the gate guard's thigh.

"Ah…" the soldier cried out in horror, staring at his own captain in disbelief.

"I… I didn't kill him…" the middle‑aged guard shouted in terror, but his sword was drawn again, flashing like lightning; this time it pierced the soldier's other thigh, the angle skewed as if it struck the upper thigh.

The city guard suddenly unleashed great force, using both hands to sprint across the ground, nearly as fast as running; in a few breaths he leapt five or six zhang away.

Under the gleaming streetlamps, the blood trail on the stone road was especially glaring.

"The sword killed him, I didn't!" the middle‑aged guard shouted, then suddenly realized, turned his face toward Wei Yuning, and raged, "It was you…"

"Puff—", another sound rang out.

The middle‑aged guard suddenly reversed his grip, stabbing his own thigh with the sword. He dared not speak another word, even suppressing the pain, emitting only a low, restrained growl.

A group of constables and the plump merchant stepped back several paces, their faces full of panic.

"This street murder—should he also be taken to the yamen?" Wei Yuning asked, stepping out from behind the counter.

Everyone retreated three more steps together.

Bystanders strolling nearby, seeing the commotion, leaned in, but the scene was so terrifying that they kept their distance, watching from afar.

"What exactly are you?" Xing Dong asked, his face showing fear, his voice trembling.

"And who is this?" Wei Yuning, uninterested in Xing Dong, looked instead at the merchant.

"I… am Fugui, a partner of the Bailian Trade Alliance in Gemstone City!" the plump man wiped cold sweat from his forehead.

"I stole your thing?" Wei Yuning asked.

He had given the gate guard a Dragon Boat Jade Token as entry fee; now this merchant, also a Bailian Trade Alliance partner, appears—so the answer is obvious: he must have reported the case.

"… …" the merchant stammered, unable to continue.

At that moment, the middle‑aged guard let out an "Ah" scream, then immediately fell back into a muted hum. He couldn't hold it in any longer, but still feared angering Wei Yuning, so he suppressed his voice again.

The scream startled the merchant, yet also rallied his courage; he resolved and shouted, "Exactly! The Bailian Trade Alliance is the premier alliance of the South Polar Sea; the Dragon Boat Jade Token you gave Captain Bai is the emblem of a super‑member. Across Bixi Island, only about twenty such tokens exist. Such a vital item couldn't have been given away casually. Therefore, the only answer is that the token isn't yours."

"Since it isn't yours, it could only have been stolen or taken. Reporting it to have you arrested is no crime. You shouldn't have provoked the Bailian Trade Alliance, thinking your little demonic arts let you act impunity. The alliance is full of immortals; even a single one could—" He intended to condemn Wei Yuning to a nameless death, but ultimately dared not speak further.

"Now that the item has been retrieved, return it to its rightful owner!" Wei Yuning declared.

From the merchant's waist pouch, an object suddenly flew out—it was the Dragon Boat Jade Token, drifting steadily toward Wei Yuning. He stretched out his hand and caught the token.

Xing Dong's sharp eyes clearly saw a near‑transparent serpentine shape snatching the token.

Wei Yuning sighed lightly, activated the Dragon Boat Jade Token with his spirit sense; the token instantly came alive—water moved, a ship sailed, and a dragon beneath the ship swam. The scene lasted only a breath before returning to normal.

Although anyone can activate the token with spirit sense, the activator must be a cultivator above the Foundation Establishment stage. To a mortal, a Foundation Establishment cultivator is a true immortal.

Since the man before him can activate the token and shows no fear of exposing his position, the token is most likely his own.

Even taking a step back, even if it were a fake, with this young man's cultivation it would not be something the crowd could handle.

The plump merchant suddenly grasped the key point.

"Sir, I was wrong!" the merchant exclaimed, ready to bow, then quickly knelt again.

"Bailian Trade Alliance!" Xing Dong inhaled sharply.

It is a supranational organization respected even by the Black Water Kingdom's royal family; he foolishly dared to provoke them, yet why would he casually give away such an important token?

However, that is not a matter for him to worry about, nor one he can concern himself with!

"Sir, sorry for the disturbance, I will leave now!" Xing Dong bowed his head and stepped back, then lifted his gaze toward the shop interior, gathering courage to ask, "Are the two girls, Huayue and Qiu Yue, all right?"

"They're fine; they are indeed sleeping!" Wei Yuning replied.

"Very well, understood. Farewell, sir!" Xing Dong hurried away, unable to stay.