Chapter 38: Don't You Know a Ghost Has Entered Your Home?

As soon as the three words 'Sasaki' were spoken, Huang Fu's face changed drastically, but he adjusted quickly and immediately walked out with a full smile.

"Sir, you've made a mistake, right?"

"Who is Sasaki? I'm the ritual officer of Luoshui City, my name is Huang Fu."

Shen Qing's eyes were ice-cold. Made a mistake? No mistake.

His innate six senses captured Sasaki's expression change clearly.

Who would have thought he could still manage to snag a ninth-rank ritual officer position in Luoshui City?

The position in Great Wu actually let a Japanese pirate sit in it.

Truly disgusting.

In the next instant, a gust of wind rose in the courtyard; Shen Qing turned into a phantom, lunging swiftly at Sasaki, a punch straight into his abdomen—Sasaki's eyes bulged, his whole body flung backward, smashing through three walls in succession.

Behind the crowd, Huang Min's eyes were full of solemnity; even he could barely make out Shen Qing's move just now.

But this was already Shen Qing holding back; otherwise, with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Power fully unleashed, that punch would have been enough to kill Sasaki eighteen and a half times.

Sasaki struggled to grab the debris on one side of the wall and painfully climbed up.

Shen Qing's icy voice sounded.

"Sasaki, why did you sneak into Luoshui City! What are your intentions! Confess truthfully!"

Blood kept trickling from Sasaki's mouth; he knew he was definitely exposed today.

But where exactly did the problem lie?

However, there was no time left for him to think, because Shen Qing was walking toward him step by step, the thud of his boots on the ground striking his heart like a death talisman.

He let out a hoarse shout.

"Father-in-law! Save me!"

Zhang Zhu also came to his senses, his face full of resentment.

"Are you the newly arrived Company Captain Shen Qing of the Company Office? Do you know who I am? I am Zhang Zhu, the Prefect of Luoshui City!"

"This is my son-in-law Huang Fu; he is definitely not the Sasaki you speak of!"

"I tell you, even if you are of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, you must give me an explanation today! Otherwise this matter won't end!"

Shen Qing turned his head, his eyes ice-cold, and grabbed Zhang Zhu's throat in one grip.

"You still dare to be the Prefect of Luoshui City, you motherfucker?"

"Don't you know a ghost has entered your home?!"

"Still want to protect that Japanese pirate? You'd better think about whether you can keep your head this time."

It's now clear that Sasaki's ability to secure the ritual officer position in Luoshui City is obviously inseparable from Zhang Zhu.

A Japanese pirate married the daughter of the Luoshui City Prefect, and the Prefect personally helped the pirate obtain an official post.

For these two crimes, stripping him of his uniform counts as a mercy.

Shen Qing casually threw Zhang Zhu at Black Dog's feet; Black Dog skillfully produced an iron chain and bound the Prefect, who was at the peak of the Acquired Realm.

At this point, the guests inside regretted deeply, wishing they could slap themselves a few times, wondering why they had to come to this banquet, why they had to wade into this muddy mess.

One bold guest trembled as he rose: "Lord Shen, I have no connection with Huang Fu... no, Sasaki... may I leave first..."

Shen Qing gave a cold smile: "The Embroidered Uniform Guard handles cases—do you think we're playing house? Want to leave? Just try. Today, nobody dares to step half a foot out of this courtyard! Execute!"

As his words fell, the sound of weapons being drawn rang out; Black Dog led a squad of Embroidered Uniform Guard rushing into the courtyard, while the high walls all around were lined with Embroidered Uniform Guard wielding hand crossbows.

Shen Qing slowly walked toward Sasaki, who lay collapsed in the debris.

"Speak, your name."

Huang Fu braced himself on the ground and struggled to move.

"My name is Huang Fu! I really am Huang Fu! Believe me!"

Shen Qing stepped on Huang Fu's ankle, applied slight force, and a sharp cracking of bones rang out.

"Name."

Sasaki's mouth opened wide, emitting a heart-rending scream.

"I'll talk, I'll talk... my name is Tai Xiang... Sasaki Tai Xiang..."

Upon hearing that, Zhang Zhu stumbled back two steps, about to fall seated on the ground, but Black Dog grabbed his collar to prevent him from sitting down.

As for the surrounding guests, they felt as if plunged into an ice cellar; if there truly are Japanese pirates, none of them will be able to leave—being held for a month in the Embroidered Uniform Guard's prison would already be considered lenient.

Shen Qing stepped on Sasaki's other ankle.

"How many of you are there in Luoshui City altogether?"

Sasaki's eyes were full of fear, his voice already sounding torn.

"In total..."

In the corner, Huang Min's eyes grew ever colder; he could not let Sasaki continue speaking, for who knew who else might be implicated if he kept talking.

Huang Min flipped his palm, three daggers appearing instantly and shooting swiftly at Sasaki.

Only a few sparks flashed; Shen Qing casually knocked all three daggers away.

But these three daggers were merely a feint; his true killing move was himself.

Huang Min thought, I have trained in ninjutsu since childhood; my speed is unmatched within the Innate Realm.

The Regiment Commander and Pacification Commissioner of Luoshui City aren't here; what can a mere Company Captain of a tiny Luoshui City do to me?

Killing Sasaki and then leaving would be as easy as lifting a finger.

Huang Min's mouth curled into a smile, his eyes full of confidence.

But immediately, a look of confusion appeared in his eyes, because Shen Qing, who had just been standing beside Sasaki, had vanished.

The next moment, Huang Min felt the hairs on his back stand on end—Shen Qing was behind him.

Huang Min struggled to turn his head and saw a fist rapidly enlarging in his pupil.

Bang!

Huang Min's face began to twist wildly, his whole body being punched into the ground.

Shen Qing looked down at Huang Min with the eyes of someone looking at trash.

"You hit him, didn't you?"

After that punch, Huang Min's nose was caved in, half his teeth knocked out, his brains scrambled, yet he could still speak.

"Damn, it doesn't hurt at all."

"Go ahead and kill me; I'm not a weakling like Zuozuomu, you won't get any information out of me."

Shen Qing snorted: "Tough talk? Let's see just how tough you are."

He grabbed Huang Min's right thumb with his right hand, gave it a slight squeeze, and Shen Qing crushed the bone into powder; the pain shot straight to his heart.

Huang Min clenched his teeth, his face turned pale, but he didn't utter a sound.

Shen Qing seized Huang Min's right index finger, repeating the same method, and a bean-sized bead of sweat appeared on Huang Min's forehead.

With a crack, the index finger snapped, but Shen Qing had no intention of stopping; he had already seized the middle finger.

The resolve in Huang Min's eyes vanished completely, and he hurriedly spoke.

"I confess... I confess... stop pinching... stop pinching..."

"My name is Shanben Jinyi..."

Shen Qing showed a look of utter disdain, pierced Shanben Jinyi's dantian with a finger, and casually tossed him to Heigou.

"Interrogate him; I need to know where this batch of soybean seeds came from and what they're used for."

"Also, how many Wokou are hiding in Luo Water City, and who is sheltering them?"

Not long after, Heigou and the others had readied a full set of torture tools.

After experiencing several of Shen Qing's captures, Heigou always carried the torture tools with him, having discovered that Shen Qing liked to interrogate criminals on the spot.

Not long after, the miserable screams of Shanben Jinyi and Zuozuomu echoed throughout the courtyard.

Shen Qing found a table laden with food and drink, casually picked up a piece of mung bean ice cake, and took a bite.

The moment it entered his mouth, a coolness spread like rippling water.

Shen Qing sat in the chair, stuffed a grape into his mouth, and turned his head to look at the crowd of guests.

"I advise you to think about who this Zuozuomu usually associates with."

"Reporting earns merit."

"After all, Zuozuomu is a Japanese pirates; how close can he really be to anyone? It's really a case of for every person you name, there's one less."

The guests exchanged glances, and in the next moment someone rushed forward to Shen Qing.

There was not a trace of their former dignity.

"Sir, I report..."