Chapter 163: Nailed it! Use your blade to cleanse your city!

Chen Beixuan's half-turned body froze instantly.

His face turned ashen.

What was bound to come…

In the end, it couldn't be avoided!

"Click—"

He lit another cigarette.

This time, he inhaled the smoke deeply, and his motion slowed.

Turning back, the affable smile he'd feigned earlier had vanished completely.

"What's the matter?"

His voice sounded a little hoarse.

Su Ming didn't look at him.

His handsome eyes still rested on the distant glittering lights that symbolized the bustling human world.

"Just now…"

After a few seconds, Su Ming finally spoke.

Calmly, as if stating something that had nothing to do with him.

"Someone wants to take a share while the heroic souls fight to the death."

"Someone wants to treat this place as a stage to watch a good show."

"Someone else wants to step on the ancients, even my corpse, to reap the benefits."

With each sentence Su Ming spoke, the corner of Chen Beixuan's mouth, where he held his cigarette, twitched.

He naturally knew who Su Ming was referring to.

【Western Shu Madmen】, 【Golden House】…

Plus those lurking in the shadows, cleared out by them yet still unwilling to give up their thieving ways—all manner of petty crooks.

Even…

Including them!

"They don't understand the rules."

Su Ming finally withdrew his gaze, landing on Chen Beixuan's hard-angled face.

"Or perhaps they think…"

"Jin City… has no rules."

Chen Beixuan fell silent, then drew a deep drag on his cigarette!

The smoke stung his lungs, making them ache.

Those words…

Were a blatant slap to his face!

They were saying he was incompetent!

"You represent the Official."

Su Ming's light words continued.

"This city, nominally, is still under your jurisdiction."

"I, for one, don't like trouble."

"So, you'll handle this trouble."

"Huh?!"

Chen Beixuan blinked, then laughed in anger.

After going around such a big circle, the result is using Chen Beixuan as a pawn?

"What's the matter?"

"And what gives me the right to help you?"

Chen Beixuan exhaled a thick smoke ring; faint lightning flickered around him, and the air grew tense.

This person…

Is even more reckless than he is!

With his explosive temper, he's about to snap.

A Peppa Pig tattoo, applause for the socialite!

Do they really think he's easy to bully?!

"Help me?"

Su Ming snorted, as if he'd heard the funniest joke of the century.

"First, get this straight…"

"I'm the one helping you!"

He raised a finger, pointed at himself, then pointed to the Wuhou Shrine behind him that blended into the night.

"Me and them—we've guarded this city."

"Just based on your words… will that do?!"

"Now it's your turn to uphold the city's rules."

"Any problems?!"

Su Ming stepped forward a step.

The distance between them was less than a meter.

He had no violent aura on him, yet it left Chen Beixuan gasping for breath.

"Or rather..."

Su Ming lowered his voice a notch, his amusement and threat utterly undisguised.

"Do you think it would be better if I did it myself?"

"In that case..."

He paused, then spoke each word clearly.

"Jincheng might not need any Official presence at all."

Damn it!

Chen Beixuan's body shuddered, instantly drenched in cold sweat.

Lunatic!

This is absolutely an outright lunatic!

He didn't even bother pretending, not the slightest bit of restraint.

He could clearly feel that Su Ming before him was not joking!

If I refused, he would really strike.

He has the guts, and even more, the power to back it up!

"Unless absolutely necessary, do not make an enemy of the Pure!"

This is a warning and order transmitted from above!

"Hah..."

Chen Beixuan stared fixedly at Su Ming's calm eyes.

Finally, like a deflated balloon, the lightning surrounding him slowly dissipated.

He ruthlessly tossed the cigarette butt to the ground and ground it to powder with his toe.

He knew.

He had lost.

From the moment the opponent carried out that Han flag and walked out of the Wuhou Shrine, he had been utterly defeated.

"I promise you."

"But I'll say the unpleasant thing up front!"

He jerked his head up, his eyes, bloodshot from staying up all night, locking firmly onto Su Ming.

"I'm helping you for the sake of the Han ancestors' face!"

"It's because you held onto Jincheng!"

"But if you dare harm the innocent in Jincheng..."

"I, Chen Beixuan, will bite a chunk of flesh from you even if I have to risk my life!"

"Huh?"

Su Ming looked at Chen Beixuan's resolute expression and blinked slightly.

It wasn't that he was moved.

But rather, just now, the Eye of Truth fed back information...

Kind of interesting!

He didn't say much, just reached out his hand.

"Three things!"

"First!"

"From now on, the Wuhou Shrine and its surrounding scenic area are mine."

"Go tell everyone, whether it's the Golden House, the Western Shu madmen, or any other Tom, Dick, and Harry."

"Whoever dares to set foot even half a step into this street..."

"... will die inside, don't blame me."

As his words fell, Chen Beixuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

Good fellow!

This is more than just madness!

This is done right in front of him, this Official responsible person...

openly seizing land, marking out a forbidden zone!

He couldn't even be bothered to pull a fig leaf over it!

He gazed at Su Ming's calm, waveless eyes, and his inner anger surged repeatedly.

Then...

And then there was nothing after.

What could he do?

Fight?

He personally witnessed the downfall of that terrifying figure.

Reason?

Their fists are the reason.

"This matter, I can call the shots!"

Chen Beixuan forced these words out between his teeth.

"It's just a Wuhou Shrine, and you gave it to him!"

It's better than letting this Demon God run amok all over the city, stirring up trouble everywhere!

Very good.

Su Ming's eyes flashed with a hint of approval, and he nodded.

Second matter.

That plot in Chengnan Xiaoqu...

Your people, withdraw them all immediately.

What?!

Chen Beixuan stared again, then his face changed drastically.

No way!

He almost didn't hesitate, directly refusing.

That place is too dangerous!

Queer Mahjong...

They sent in three batches of their finest agents before and after; all vanished without a trace.

That is a thorn stuck in his heart that he can't pull out!

Now, this Demon God has set its sights on that place again?

Give up that place too; if anything bigger happens, no one can bear the responsibility!

Su Ming ignored his fierce reaction, merely shifting his steps.

I'm going over there right now to have a look.

Saying that, he actually hoisted the flag and turned to leave.

He wasn't asking.

He was informing.

You...

Chen Beixuan was completely dumbfounded.

What kind of brain circuitry does this guy have?

Just after fighting an earth-shaking battle, not even drinking water, he wants to charge into another deadly zone?

Wait!

Chen Beixuan hurriedly called out to stop him, feeling a wave of mental exhaustion.

What exactly do you want to do?

Su Ming stopped, glanced back at him, and curled his lips with a hint of amusement.

Nothing.

Have your people prepare good food and drink.

Top-notch.

Chen Beixuan blinked.

The topic jumped too fast; he could barely keep up.

Prepare food and drink?

You want... to come to my place as a guest?

As a guest?

Su Ming gave him a look, as if looking at an idiot.

No!

He bore the flag, and the moonlight stretched his shadow long and long.

It's to go fetch your brothers...

Back home.

Dead silence.

A pin drop could be heard.

All expressions on Chen Beixuan's face froze instantly.

He stared blankly at Su Ming, mouth slightly open, mind a blank.

What does that mean?

Fetch... fetch his brothers?

Go home?

The three batches of agents he sent in totaled twenty-seven people.

Each one was a fine soldier he personally brought out.

Everyone says they've lost contact and sacrificed!

But now, Su Ming's meaning is...

They...

Are still alive?!

You... are you serious?!

Chen Beixuan's voice was hoarse to the point of being inhuman, each word trembling.

But Su Ming merely waved his hand casually, leaving him a proud, lone figure bearing the flag.

I, Su Ming, never lie.

Boom!

Chen Beixuan, this man known for his overbearing and iron-blooded nature, instantly had his eye sockets turn red.

"Good!"

"Good!!!"

He let out a low growl at Su Ming's back.

"If you can bring back my twenty-seven little bastards!"

"From now on, in Jin City, as long as you don't fuck up the sky, I'll just pretend I'm blind!"

"Anyone who dares to cause you trouble is just not getting along with me, Chen Beixuan!"

"I'll personally lead the troops and level his mountain stronghold!"