Ten thousand miles of sea of people, who has ever treated you kindly?
Chen Ying'an opened his eyes.
Night had fallen.
Several constables in their team were wiping their sabers, dousing them with black dog blood or rooster blood.
At this moment, Lu Jueqing walked in, "It's time, we have a mission tonight."
Chen Jiuyang stood up, cupped his fists, and said, "Captain Lu, I have an urgent matter and need to go to the prison. I'll be a bit late."
Lu Jueqing frowned slightly, and a hint of disgust and aversion appeared in her eyes as she looked at Chen Jiuyang, "Granted, your Yellow Realm strength is not of much use anyway."
After speaking, she scanned the remaining nine people in her team, "Is there anyone else with urgent matters who will be late?"
The remaining nine remained silent, only to stand up and follow Lu Jueqing away from the station.
Chen Jiuyang walked out of the station and headed towards the police station prison.
He had a question that needed an answer.
Chen Jiuyang first went to logistics, carrying meat. As soon as he entered the prison, a prisoner cursed loudly,
"Kid, you're a new prison guard, aren't you? Hurry up and bring us food, do you want to starve us to death."
Chen Jiuyang, holding a pile of food, said with a smile, "I have a question. Whoever can answer it for me, I will give them food and soup."
The curses in the prison immediately stopped, and then they all said in unison, "What question? Ask away."
Everyone hates capitalists, not because they are 'capitalists', but because they are not capitalists themselves.
Human nature is the same everywhere; one's position determines one's perspective.
Chen Jiuyang asked, "I heard that Constable Jueqing Lu Jueqing's husband is imprisoned here. Whoever tells me which cell he is in, I will give them food."
"No need to ask." A weak middle-aged man's voice rang out, "I am Lu Jueqing's husband."
Following the voice, Chen Jiuyang arrived in front of a cell. Inside sat a disheveled, poorly dressed middle-aged man.
Handing him the food, the middle-aged man ate slowly, "Kid, what do you want with me?"
"You've been imprisoned for so many years, has she ever come to see you in prison?" Chen Jiuyang asked.
The middle-aged man said, "She has."
Chen Jiuyang continued to ask, "How many times."
The middle-aged man replied, "Many times."
After a moment of silence, Chen Jiuyang said, "I understand."
Then he turned and left.
...
Late at night.
The wind began to blow.
Lu Jueqing sat by the roadside, watching a child being led by his parents, clamoring to buy candied hawthorns.
She seemed a little lost.
A constable beside her called out, "Captain, it's almost dawn, we need to head to the commercial street."
Lu Jueqing snapped back to reality, stood up, and said coldly, "Let's go! Move out!"
She had hated evil since childhood. Her husband, who had embezzled hundreds of thousands, was sent to prison by her own hands and has been imprisoned for over a decade.
Because of this, she gained fame in Haibin Port and was deeply loved by the people of the Dragon Country.
Her son has turned into a ghost and committed murder, how could this be...
Even if it were her own flesh and blood, if he turned into a ghost and committed evil, she would personally eliminate him!
Arriving at the commercial street, Lu Jueqing and ten others concealed their presence, waiting for the killer to appear.
Time ticked by.
The sound of patrolling constables echoed from a distance, "Midnight patrol!!"
A chilling aura suddenly swept over. Lu Jueqing saw a tall ghostly figure appear, entering the commercial street and walking into a clothing store.
The ghostly figure was wearing a Dragon Country navy uniform. Lu Jueqing closed her eyes, then drew her sword and opened them sharply, shouting, "Attack!"
The ten of them channeled their true qi in unison, attacking the ghostly figure.
The ghostly figure exuded a surge of Yin energy, blocking the ten people's attacks.
One constable's face changed drastically, "The strength of an evil ghost!"
The next moment, the ghostly figure vanished from its spot. A cold light flashed, and three people were immediately severely injured.
At this moment, the ghostly figure's appearance was revealed. He was wearing a navy uniform and a helmet, with hollow, sinister eyes within.
Having injured three people in one exchange, the remaining people's faces turned extremely grim.
Lu Jueqing gritted her teeth, her body turned into a blur, and she rushed out, holding her long sword, and slashed directly at the ghostly figure's head. The ghostly figure did not dodge, but took the sword head-on.
The remaining six people attacked in unison, their coordination skillful, aiming to eliminate this evil ghost!
The evil ghost seemed to be in pain, letting out sinister roars. A powerful and dense ghostly energy erupted from its body, shaking all seven people away. Then, the ghostly figure's helmet shattered and fell to the ground. The ghostly figure, shrouded in ghostly energy, its face unseen, fled into the distance.
Evil ghosts were not something that ordinary martial artists like them could handle. Lu Jueqing's lips also bled,
"Leave one person to report and send the injured for treatment. The remaining five, follow me to slay this evil ghost. We cannot let him harm any more lives!"
The remaining five people hesitated. Lu Jueqing said coldly, "Even if it means mutual destruction, I will eliminate him!"
Immediately, she chased after the ghost, and the remaining five followed closely.
A few moments later, Lu Jueqing and the five finally caught up to the evil ghost, at its location – her home!
The evil ghost entered her courtyard. Its back was towards them, and it was doing something unknown. Lu Jueqing walked to within three meters behind it, yet the ghost seemed unaware.
Lu Jueqing channeled all the true qi within her body, even burning her life essence. Her hair instantly turned from gray to snow-white. She swung her sword at the evil ghost, a hint of relief flashing in her eyes. Dying in mutual destruction like this would not be too bad.
"Clang!"
A metallic collision sound rang out. Her sword was parried by a saber, failing to strike the evil ghost.
Lu Jueqing looked stunned. Her sword, empowered by burning her essence, was blocked.
Who was the one who drew the saber?
She turned her head to look, and her expression changed drastically, her eyes filled with astonishment.
Chen Jiuyang sheathed his saber, cupped his fists calmly, and said,
"Yan Sheng protects life. Your wish, I accept."
The opportunity mentioned by the Yan Sheng Saber was to fulfill the dying wish of the big fool.
Lu Jueqing's eyes had not yet recovered from the shock that Chen Jiuyang, a Yellow Realm cultivator, could block her Xuan Realm sword strike.
"Chen Jiuyang, what are you doing!"
"Are you in league with this evil ghost!"
"Resisting the captain, surrender immediately!"
The five Xuan Realm constables attacked Chen Jiuyang in unison.
Chen Jiuyang frowned, inserted the Yan Sheng Saber into the ground, and said in a low voice, "I have wronged you today, but I will repay you in the future!"
As his voice fell, Chen Jiuyang charged towards the five constables. In an instant, the five constables were rendered immobile by Chen Jiuyang's punches and kicks, lying on the ground and spitting blood.
The five constables' eyes were filled with pain and confusion. Chen Jiuyang, who was just a Yellow Realm cultivator moments ago, how could his strength now be so formidable that they, Xuan Realm martial artists, could not resist?
Lu Jueqing endured the backlash pain, her face pale, her voice trembling, "What exactly do you intend to do?"