Chapter 444: First Volume, Chapter 444: Testing the Law with One

First Volume, Chapter 444: Testing the Law with One's Own Body

Qin Feng excelled at setting verbal traps, and clearly, Liu Bing, born of a military clan, thought too simply—he could not fathom the hidden danger lurking in Qin Feng's words.

Some of the young officers had already tugged at Liu Bing's sleeve, signaling him to explain quickly: the Garrison Army was the Garrison Army, he was he, and they must not be confused as one.

Unfortunately, Liu Bing not only failed to appreciate it, but shoved away the well-intentioned young officer.

"Hmph! What's there to fear? My father is Deputy General of the Garrison Army, a Son of a Military General—how could I possibly fear some mere Qin Feng?"

Qin Feng clapped loudly, praising: "Well said!"

"Everyone heard that: Liu Bing openly declared he would strictly inspect even if it obstructed the war effort. Now, with national crisis upon us, Liu Bing is leading the charge to obstruct the war—his intentions are worthy of death."

"Yun'er!"

Xie Yun'er stepped forward immediately; though she was usually strict with Qin Feng, at this critical moment, she embodied the very spirit of 'Wife's Authority Over Husband.'

As long as Qin Feng spoke one word, Xie Yun'er would act without hesitation, saying nothing more.

Qin Feng fixed his gaze on Liu Bing, his voice sharp and resolute: "Tianji Camp Guards are fighting on the Front Line, with no one temporarily available—take over. Execute this man who obstructs the war and brings ruin upon the people!"

Xie Yun'er showed no hesitation, drawing her Sword from her waist at once.

Since Qin Feng was abducted by Wei Xiao and his accomplices, Xie Yun'er had become a different person—often clad in armor, shouldering the duty of protecting Qin Feng. Today, she wore full Armor, a short Sword at her hip, strikingly fierce.

Seeing Qin Feng meant business, Liu Bing stumbled backward, roaring: "Qin Feng! I am the son of the Garrison Army Deputy General—how dare you!"

The surrounding young officers immediately shouted in protest.

"Qin Feng! Even if Liu Bing is utterly wrong, it is not your place to punish him—he must be handed over to Dali Temple!"

"That's right, Qin Feng—how can you abuse private justice?"

"Liu Bing is a Garrison Army youth—if you kill him, the Garrison Army will never let this go."

"Tianji Camp has relocated to Beixi County; you remain alone in Jingdu. If you make powerful enemies, you'll never leave Jingdu alive."

Whether scolding or pleading, Qin Feng ignored them all.

The smile on his face vanished, replaced by an unbearably sharp and unyielding gaze.

"Hand him over to Dali Temple? He doesn't even deserve that!"

"His father is a general and holds an official title—true enough—but when did official status become hereditary? Ultimately, Liu Bing is nothing but a Common Person—does handling him require Dali Temple's involvement? As for sending him to Jingzhao Prefecture? No need for the trouble! I am the Supervisory Special Envoy—I have full authority to deal with anyone who harms or obstructs the war effort!"

The smugness on Liu Bing's face slowly faded, replaced by terror.

He never dreamed Qin Feng would truly ignore the pressure of the Garrison Army and kill him outright.

Watching Xie Yun'er stride toward him, Liu Bing swallowed hard, his face ashen.

"Qin… Qin Feng, I was just joking—don't take it seriously."

"With the national crisis upon us, my Liu Family will of course offer full support."

"I… I'll order immediately: all Merchant Caravans passing through Garrison Army territory shall be let through without inspection."

Facing Liu Bing's desperate, incoherent words, Qin Feng sneered: "Have you ever heard a saying?"

"Words spoken are like water spilled—once spilled, they cannot be taken back!"

Under the horrified stares of all, Xie Yun'er walked forward and beheaded Liu Bing with one stroke—blood splattered across the ground.

The previously noisy scene instantly fell deathly silent.

Everyone stared blankly at Liu Bing's corpse.

Even the Deputy General's son had been killed like a stray dog—who dared defy Qin Feng would meet an even worse fate. Though many harbored resentment or fury, none dared show even a trace—they all bowed deeply to Qin Feng.

"We pledge full support to the National War—all Merchant Caravans heading to the Northern Border shall be given special treatment."

If only they had known this earlier, why wait until now?

Refused the soft approach—had to be forced into compliance? Foolish!

Qin Feng waved his hand, signaling the young officers to leave—too lazy to waste another word on them.

Xie Yun'er looked at Liu Bing's body lying in a pool of blood and asked softly: "How should we handle this fellow?"

Qin Feng didn't hesitate: "Send someone to deliver his body to his father—and tell him: if he dares seek revenge, the next dead man will be him! The National War is underway; countless lives on the Northern Border hang by a thread—if the Northern Border falls, every citizen of Liang will face utter ruin."

"For the sake of Heaven's people, anyone who causes trouble now will be shown no mercy!"

Xie Yun'er's gaze toward Qin Feng changed again.

She had long heard of Qin Feng's heroism on the Northern Border, but had never seen it with her own eyes—she could never connect that ruthless, decisive man with her own timid, cowardly, even shameless future husband.

Today, Xie Yun'er had truly witnessed Qin Feng's other side.

If her feelings for the weak Qin Feng were merely fondness and affection, then for the strong Qin Feng, they were pure admiration. After all, since childhood, Xie Yun'er had dreamed of marrying into a Military Clan—the Qin Feng before her, though not a general, was more decisive than any general.

Xie Yun'er's gaze toward Qin Feng grew ever deeper, her cheeks flushed with warmth.

"Don't worry—I'll see it done."

Xie Yun'er nodded and hurried off; it was as if she and Qin Feng were two extremes—when Qin Feng was weak, she was stern; when Qin Feng was strong, she became gentle and devoted.

…

Zhu Chengjun Camp.

Deputy General Liu Cheng stared at his son's corpse, already cold on the bamboo mat, his eyes filled with boundless grief and rage.

Instantly, a roar echoed through the entire Zhu Chengjun Camp.

"Qin Feng! I will make you pay Blood Debt Paid in Blood!"

Seeing Liu Cheng had lost his reason, the Garrison Army Commander waved his hand—guards rushed forward, pinned him to the ground, and disarmed him.

The Commander, hands behind his back, sighed heavily: "Brother Liu, a true gentleman waits ten years for revenge—you must not oppose Qin Feng now. That man wields the authority of the Supervisory Special Envoy; no one can touch him now. If you go to him, he will kill you. Moreover, Zhao Li of the Longhu Army is allied with the Qin Family—right now, neither militarily nor politically is it the time to confront the Qin Family."

"Wait. When the National War ends, revenge will not be too late."

"Someone—take the Deputy General back to his residence. Assist in the proper burial of Young Master Liu."

At the same moment, the Liang Emperor received the news.

Upon learning Qin Feng had directly killed Liu Cheng's son, the Liang Emperor's face turned icy with fury.

"Qin Feng, oh Qin Feng, you truly dare to kill anyone!"

As he said this, the Liang Emperor ground his teeth.

The Garrison Army was the Imperial Capital Garrison, and even more so the Liang Emperor's trusted men. If the Liang Emperor pardoned this matter, he would inevitably chill the Garrison Army's hearts. But if he punished Qin Feng, that too was absolutely impossible. In the end, it was the Liang Emperor who ended up wrong no matter which way he turned. Even though he knew perfectly well that Qin Feng's action was for the sake of the Northern Border campaign, the Liang Emperor could not help but feel resentment in his heart.