Chapter 115

And at Great Luo Mountain, Cao Shen was preparing to go find Zhao Wanshu.

Just then, a soldier ran over, saying: 'General, please wait! Sir Shen Qing has arrived!'

'Sir Shen Qing? Which Sir Shen Qing?'

It's Sir Shen Qing of the Embroidered Uniform Guard! We saw him before in the Eternal Peace Commandery.

Cao Shen turned and glared at the colonels behind him: "Which of you went to see Sir Shen Qing privately?"

All the colonels shook their heads in unison.

Cao Shen snorted, handed his blue-scaled horse to the groom beside him, and strode toward the tent.

As soon as he entered the tent, he saw Old Li, Black Dog, and others arranging the table and laying out food and drink.

Shen Qing turned and glanced at the neatly dressed person: "Yo, Commander Cao, are you getting ready to go out? I hope I'm not disturbing you."

Cao Shen chuckled: "No disturbance, no disturbance."

"Come, come, sit down and drink; there aren't many acquaintances here in Jia Shui Jun, so it's good that you've come."

"These are the delicacies the scholar gathered in North Cloud City; you, you come try them."

Cao Shen and the colonels hurried forward to tidy the table together.

Only then did Shen Qing notice that the scholar was not in the tent.

"Hey, where's the scholar? Where is he?"

Old Li said: "He just went out."

"He went out? Does he know anyone else in the Weiwu Army?"

At that moment, the scholar's voice sounded: "I'm here, I'm here."

The scholar ran in from outside the tent, wanting to speak but hesitating, as if he had something to say but still didn't say it.

Shen Qing waved his hand: "Everyone's here, let's eat!"

Over this meal, each person at the table had their own thoughts.

Cao Shen was pondering whether to tell Shen Qing about the stolen silver.

And the few colonels were thinking about how to tell Shen Qing about this matter.

The scholar also had something to say, and everyone thought they were disguising themselves well.

But all of them were laid bare by Shen Qing's innate sixth sense.

Shen Qing set down his utensils, looked at the people around him, and said: "You all seem to have something to say; let's finish speaking before we eat."

Cao Shen and the colonels looked at each other, unsure how to begin.

Shen Qing looked at the scholar: "Scholar, you go first."

The scholar nodded: "I just walked around the mountains, reached the wounded soldiers' camp; there are too many wounded, and some still haven't received treatment. I asked a few people, and they said the silver they brought from Yongning Commandery was robbed."

Shen Qing turned his gaze to the Weiwu Army personnel: "So what you want to talk about is also this?"

Cao Shen lowered his head; as a general, being unable to guard even the silver given by others is quite embarrassing.

The colonel surnamed Han could no longer hold back; he stood up.

"Sir Shen! Here's how it happened."

"At first, returning to Jia Shui Jun was fine, but then the Provisions Commissioner Zhao Wanshu somehow found out that we had brought back 150,000 taels of silver from Yongning Commandery."

"He first took 100,000 taels from us on the pretext of our private troop mobilization and illegal gains; then trouble came one after another, making our mission increasingly difficult, and even our applications to superiors went unanswered for a long time."

"The Provisions Commissioner is a temporary office established after the war broke out, specifically responsible for allocating resources in a region, and holds tremendous power during wartime."

Shen Qing turned his gaze to Cao Shen: "Did you not tell Zhao Wanshu my identity?"

Cao Shen's voice was low: "I feared that if your name got out, it would bring you trouble..."

Shen Qing lightly waved his hand: "No need to say more; just tell me where that Zhao Wanshu is."

Cao Shen swallowed: "Sir Shen, I can handle this matter myself; there's no need for you to intervene on my behalf..."

Shen Qing lightly tapped his fingers on the table: "No, no, no, Commander Cao, I think you've misunderstood; whether or not we step forward no longer matters."

"Since the founding of Great Wu, anything the Shen family sets its sights on cannot be taken by anyone."

"Likewise, anything sent out by my Shen family, no one dares to reach out and steal."

Shen Qing's voice was calm, yet it exuded killing intent everywhere.

"So, where is Zhao Wanshu?"

Yansu City.

"This is the command post established by the Jia Shui Jun army, and the Provisions Commissioner Zhao Wanshu is also stationed here."

A manor within the city.

"This is where Zhao Wanshu keeps his mistress; he comes here when he has nothing else to do."

But today, an unexpected guest arrived at this manor.

The somewhat portly Zhao Wanshu in the room had a poor complexion.

"How did you find your way here?"

The person opposite spoke halting Great Wu, obviously a Wokou.

"Commissioner Zhao, I've said it—I want you to tell me where the Great Wu's military supplies are hidden."

Zhao Wanshu's face showed a hint of anger.

"Nomura, don't go too far!"

"How could I possibly tell you something so important!"

Having said that, he directly sent a stream of true qi to fling open the large chest beside his foot, and inside was actually a chest full of gold.

"I'm telling you, Nomura, our transaction has already been completed."

"Here is one thousand taels of gold, take it! If you come looking for me again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Ye Cun's face showed a half-smile.

"One thousand taels of gold, what a big hand! But do you think this is enough to send me away?"

"I told you, you've traded with our Empire; we have a record."

"This secret, I'll hold it against you for life."

Zhao Wanshu's face darkened, but before he could get angry, a huge bang came—the manor's gate was kicked open.

Zhao Wanshu instantly got angry—truly, when it rains, it pours; he was still being extorted by Japanese pirates, and now someone else came to cause trouble.

He jumped to his feet, gave Ye Cun a cold, grim look, and said, "Don't move; I'll come back later to settle accounts!"

Having said that, Zhao Wanshu strode toward the gate.

Not long after, he saw Shen Qing in casual clothes and said, "Hey! Who are you? Do you know where this is? You dare to cause trouble?"

The scholar looked at the picture in his hand: "Exactly, a match! Boss, he's Zhao Wanshu!"

Zhao Wanshu's face changed in an instant—did he realize his identity? Had they come for him?

In the next instant, a black shadow attacked, a kick carrying the force of a thousand jun struck straight at Zhao Wanshu's chest.

"Damn, your name is Zhao Wanshu?"

"Are you from the Ziyan Zhao Clan or the Yunjiang Zhao Clan?"

Zhao Wanshu tumbled repeatedly in the air, hit the ground hard, spat out several mouthfuls of blood before barely getting up, and, enduring the pain, looked at Shen Qing.

"I am of the Ziyan Zhao Clan!"

"Who are you? You know I'm from the Ziyan Zhao Clan, yet you dare to hit me?"

Shen Qing snorted.

"I was just saying, how could someone like you, with no background, become a Director of Grain Provisions?"

"Who am I? Do you really want to know?"

Having said that, he threw the Shen Clan's token into his hand.

Zhao Wanshu glanced at it twice, seemed to think of something, his hand shook, he failed to grip it firmly, and the token fell to the ground.

But before the token even touched the ground, Shen Qing appeared before Zhao Wanshu and slapped his face three times in succession.

"Pick it up! I order you to pick up the token!"

Zhao Wanshu's body trembled uncontrollably; he bent down, picked up the token, wiped off the dust, carefully handed it to Shen Qing, and the features on his face trembled nonstop, expressing fear.

"I don't know which young master of the Shen Clan... what have I, Zhao Wanshu, done to offend you?"

Zhao Wanshu only bullies the weak and fears the strong, so he only picks on those without background, like Cao Shen, whereas he treats those like Yang Hu of the Yang Family Army with courtesy.

Shen Qing took back the token, his voice carrying icy killing intent rang in Zhao Wanshu's ears.

"A month ago, in Yongning County, Cao Shen handled affairs for me; I gave him 150,000 taels of silver, but I heard someone is so bold as to dare rob even what the Shen Clan sent out."

Zhao Wanshu's pupils kept trembling, his heart seemed about to stop, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

"Young Master Shen! Young Master Shen! I really didn't know that Cao Shen was your man; if I had known, I certainly wouldn't have dared."

"I'll send the silver back right away... no, wait, I'll add another 100,000 taels! Young Master Shen, give me a chance! Give me a chance!"

Shen Qing shook his head, domineering true qi condensed in his palm: "Too late."

Just then, Ye Cun walked out of the house, instantly recognized Shen Qing, and killing intent flared in his eyes.

That killing intent was precisely caught by Shen Qing's innate six senses; he turned his head, glanced at Ye Cun, and he hadn't felt such pure killing intent in a long time.

And recently, anyone who had offended Shen Qing had already been killed by him.

The only ones left were the White Dragon Sect and the Japanese pirates.

Does Zhao Wanshu's manor, where he keeps his concubine, still have the White Dragon Sect or the Japanese pirates?

The next moment, Shen Qing's figure vanished from the spot; when he reappeared, he was right before Ye Cun, less than a meter away.

The blood-colored dragon phantom materialized behind Shen Qing in an instant, and his face, shrouded in bloody mist, kept enlarging in Ye Cun's pupils.

"Looks like there's an unexpected bonus!"