Chapter 187: If you can still stand before this incense finishes burning, then today's matter is up to you to decide

Heaven Star City.

Shen Qing brought Wu Nian down to the Northern Garrison Office.

The scholar quickly heard the sound of wind and ran over.

"Boss, you're back."

At the same time, they also noticed Wu Nian behind Shen Qing.

Shen Qing spoke.

"Let me introduce, this is Wu Nian from the Diamond Temple."

"This is the scholar."

Wu Nian placed his palms together and nodded.

"Scholar, hasn't anything happened at the Garrison Office these days?"

The scholar shook his head: "Nothing major, just the Chief Inspector of the Six Gates came and has been sitting motionless in the hall for three days."

Shen Qing waved his hand: "Alright, I know."

Meanwhile, he quietly said two sentences to the scholar: "This baldy has a problem, he's an idiot."

"Take him to the Embroidered Uniform Guard's case archive and pick a few files for him to look at."

Evil is everywhere in this world, but if you had to say where is the most wicked, the Embroidered Uniform Guard would certainly be notorious.

Regardless of how many people the Embroidered Uniform Guard has killed,

Moreover, the cases the Embroidered Uniform Guard handles are all those heinous, atrocious major cases.

All kinds of wickedness you can't imagine have been seen by the Embroidered Uniform Guard; if you want to quickly understand evil, the Embroidered Uniform Guard's case archive is truly the best place.

It can let you quickly understand the limits of human nature.

What are you saying? Aren't you worried that Wu Nian might be led astray by these wicked aspects of human nature?

It's fine, Shen Qing still has the Personality Correction Fist.

Afterwards, Shen Qing strode toward the hall, no longer paying attention to the two.

The scholar placed his palms together and performed a standard salute: "Master Wu Nian, please follow me."

Wu Nian nodded: "Alright, thank you, Scholar."

The scholar waved his hand: "You don't need to call me benefactor; you can call me Scholar like the boss does."

"Alright, I understand, Scholar."

The scholar froze for a moment, recalling what Shen Qing had just said.

This baldy has a problem.

Now the scholar understands; the number of people coming to see a doctor these days is not small.

At the same time, he was also curious in his heart.

"This little gadget, where did the boss pick it up from?"

Inside the hall.

The Six Gates Chief Inspector Ouyang Jian had his eyes tightly shut, motionless.

He merely wore a set of exquisite silver armor, and the accessories at his waist also revealed a stern, killing aura.

At first glance, he seemed ready to spring into action at any moment.

Shen Qing walked into the hall, looked at Ouyang Jian's armor, and narrowed his eyes.

It seems someone is still not convinced, huh?

Shen Qing also couldn't be bothered to talk, preparing to smash Ouyang Jian to pieces in the next moment.

But just then, Ouyang Jian opened his eyes, he stood up, his square face showed no expression, full of solemnity.

He turned toward Shen Qing, then directly bowed deeply, his body almost parallel to the ground, and he spoke.

"Commander Shen, I've heard about the whole matter."

"It's my lax discipline over my subordinates that has brought you trouble!"

Shen Qing: "......"

This left Shen Qing at a loss; his Black Sun Subduing Demon Fist was already charged and ready—should he strike or not?

Forget it; you don't strike a smiling face, and since his apology was sincere, Shen Qing also couldn't be bothered to beat him.

Shen Qing dispersed the true qi in his hand.

"You're quite reasonable, aren't you angry?"

Ouyang Jian shook his head.

"They made a mistake; receiving punishment is deserved."

"Moreover, I've told them before that friction with the Embroidered Uniform Guard is inevitable, but we cannot make mistakes on major matters."

"Even if Commander Shen, you don't kill them this time, when I return to the Six Gates I'll still make them shed a layer of skin."

Ouyang Jian paused, then continued speaking.

"Since they are my subordinates, as their leader I ought to punish them for their mistakes."

"The compensation to the Embroidered Uniform Guard will be sent to the Garrison Office shortly."

Shen Qing spoke slowly and calmly.

"I like your attitude; I don't want to talk much about the friction between the Embroidered Uniform Guard and the Six Gates. Solving cases depends on ability, merit relies on oneself—whether it's the Embroidered Uniform Guard or the Six Gates, being able to seize merit is skill."

"But if you violate the rules and deliberately cause trouble, then don't blame me for being impolite."

"Then this matter is settled here."

"Of course, the compensation still needs to be sent to the Garrison Office later; it'd be best if you sent me precious medicines, as other things make me cough."

"Alright, you may go."

But after a while, Ouyang Jian neither spoke nor left.

Shen Qing glanced at him: "Anything else?"

Ouyang Jian spoke: "Commander Shen, I've settled the official business, but I still have some private matters I want to wrap up."

"Xu Mo and Zhang Kai are after all my subordinates; they've followed me for years. Now they've been killed just like that—I certainly can't ignore it. If I did, I'd still have this resentment in my heart that wouldn't fade."

"I challenge you to a match, fight until the first hit! After this bout, win or lose, I'll hold no grudge!"

No wonder they came fully armed to the Commandery Office—everything was prepared.

Shen Qing gave a cold snort: "What are you pretending? That so-called resentment in your heart—deep down, you're just unwilling to accept it."

"Old Li! Bring me a stick of incense!"

Old Li, who was guarding the door, rushed in, pulled a stick of incense from his bag of tools, and handed it to Shen Qing.

With a palm like a blade, Shen Qing chopped the incense down to the length of a fingernail.

Shen Qing casually stuck it upright in the open space of the courtyard.

Shen Qing looked at Ouyang Jian.

"Since your attitude at the start was decent, I'll spare your life."

"But what you said later really pissed me off."

Having said that, Shen Qing flicked his finger and lit the incense standing in the courtyard.

"Set up a platform? Fight until the first hit? I'm too lazy to waste time with you—if we fight, we do it here."

"Before this incense burns out, if you can still stand, today's matter is up to you."

"I'll count down three."

"Don't blame me for not warning you."