Chapter 6

Then please let Director Yun take a rest, as this evening the adults will be hosting a welcoming dinner for the Director

"Guan Laosan, have you fallen back into your old habits again, which has drawn others' attention?" a chubby person sitting opposite inquired

The stout man said sternly: "Be careful, this person is quite formidable. According to the intelligence I have gathered, the elegant-faced gentleman Yue Ke met his demise at this person's hands. If you do not exercise caution, be wary of falling into his grasp. If your passions are inflamed, won't you seek out a courtesan?"

He pointed ahead with his finger, then pointed at Lin Yifeng. The group of constables understood that Yun Tou must have discovered something, and they all nodded in agreement, quietly dispersing.

The dagger struck down the long sword, and Feiyang was just about to give chase when the last object thrown by the man in black suddenly exploded in mid-air. In a flash of fire, the smoke spread out in all directions, and the hissing sounds echoed incessantly through the smoke. Lin Yifeng suddenly recalled a type of hidden weapon and couldn't help but exclaim in alarm: "Be careful, Yuntou!"

Thank you, Master Wang, please take care on your way!

A constable said with a smile: "Captain Lin, you can take us to the Fragrant Pavilion for a late-night snack!"

At this moment, on a tall embroidered building opposite the garden, a graceful figure leaned against the window, gazing dreamily at the blue-brick and green-tile houses across the way. Unconsciously, one hand plucked the strings of the zither on the table beside her, the sound of tinkling notes echoing endlessly.

However, with his tall stature of seven feet paired with this outfit, Feiyang truly appears to be full of vigor and elegance. Wang Shiye did not speak falsely; anyone who sees Feiyang at this moment would not know that he was merely a hunter living off the land in the mountains just yesterday. The fitted attire of the constable perfectly outlines Feiyang's strong physique, and his tall, well-proportioned figure combined with his handsome face exudes a remarkable aura of heroism.

The so-called attire of the chief constable is actually not significantly different from that of a regular constable. A typical constable wears black clothing and a red hat, while the chief constable wears black clothing and a red hat with an additional gold trim on the red hat. The chief constable, however, has an extra white feather on the left side of the hat.

Master Wang smiled without answering, leading Feiyang into the house

Xiao Wang said: "In fact, there is nothing to patrol in Meixian at night. Thanks to the Shenjian Mountain Villa, no rogue elements dare to cause trouble here. A few days ago, the only one who came was Yue Ke, who mysteriously died in the plum forest outside the city. I suspect it was the work of Shenjian Mountain Villa. That guy actually dared to come here; isn't he just asking for death?"

With a soft sound from the tiles beneath him, Lin Yifeng sprang up and landed beside Feiyang, inadvertently stepping on a broken tile. Feiyang silently thought it was bad news, and sure enough, the person noticed them as he raised his head. Immediately, with a flick of his arms, he floated up and landed on another rooftop, fleeing swiftly. Feiyang snorted softly, his body lifting off the ground, gliding along the rooftop like a wisp of smoke, following closely without touching the ground. Then, with another flick of his arms, he floated up and landed on another rooftop, fleeing swiftly. Feiyang snorted softly, his body lifting off the ground, gliding along the rooftop like a wisp of smoke, following closely without touching the ground.

Leading Yun Feiyang towards the backyard, he spoke as he walked: "How could our esteemed Lord of the Manor not regard the Chief Constable with high esteem? Previous Chief Constables or captains either lodged outside or resided in the guest quarters of the manor, but this time it is vastly different for Chief Constable Yun. The Lord of the Manor specifically ordered a set of rooms to be prepared for the Chief Constable in the backyard, which are actually for the Lord of the Manor and his family. There is a garden with a fish pond in front, and a piece of open land in the back, specifically designated for the Chief Constable to practice his skills. This was personally selected by our Lord of the Manor for the Chief Constable!"

Old Man Guan chuckled, "The taste is certainly different!"

Yun Feiyang could not help but chuckle: What kind of hand did the Divine Sword Manor have? He died at my hands. It seems that Old Master Lin, for the sake of his daughter's reputation, has managed to cover it up.

You! The fat man pointed at Old Guan San, momentarily rendered speechless by anger

"This was personally arranged by our young lady today. Master Yun, are you satisfied?" asked Master Wang from the side

Lin Yifeng spat and said, "Xiao Wang, stop being so glib, be careful your wife doesn't hear you, or she won't let you sleep in the bed!" Everyone burst into laughter again

Another constable, who possesses little martial skill, is named Xie Dafu. At nearly fifty years of age, he has risen through the ranks solely by virtue of his seniority, having served in this county for thirty years, making him the longest-serving constable in the government office. His strength lies in his profound familiarity with the people and matters of the county and its surrounding areas. Any intricate relationships that come to him are immediately analyzed and clarified. He is particularly well-acquainted with the local influential figures, typically stationed at the government office. Due to this strength, he has always been highly valued by the officials in power.

Feiyang felt puzzled; the martial arts of the person ahead were quite impressive. Although the distance between them was gradually closing, it would still take some time to catch up. At this moment, apart from Lin Yifeng, who was neither too far nor too close behind, the other constables had long since disappeared from sight. They had already chased to the west of the city, and if this little thief managed to escape the city and plunge into the dense forest, it would be difficult to find him again. Feiyang wondered: why are the skills of flower thieves so good nowadays? Yue Ke was like this, and so was the person before him. The other constables had long since disappeared from sight. They had already chased to the west of the city, and if this little thief managed to escape the city and plunge into the dense forest, it would be difficult to find him again. Feiyang wondered: why are the skills of flower thieves so good nowadays? Yue Ke was like this, and so was the person before him.

Walking through a long corridor, circling around the rockery garden, Feiyang finally saw his residence, a standalone building with blue bricks and green tiles standing before him. "This is the residence of the Chief Hunter!" Master Wang pointed. Feiyang exclaimed in astonishment, "I have such a large room all to myself?"

Feiyang spoke no more, and the lightning-fast sword technique unfolded, the blade's light wrapping tightly around the figure in black. Suddenly, a pained grunt was heard as the two figures separated; the black-clad man now bore two new wounds on his left arm and left leg. The fierce gaze of the black-clad man fixed intently on Feiyang; if looks could kill, Feiyang would have died countless times by now.

Everyone echoed in unison, all saying that Yue Ke was truly tired of living, actually coming here to seek death

Peng Gang, wielding a staff that reaches his eyebrows, is an external disciple of the Fumo Temple in Wutai Mountain. He has a large physique, towering half a head above Feiyang, and sports a full beard. His speech is coarse and boisterous, and he is the most guileless person, often being teased by colleagues and even subordinates, yet he takes pleasure in it.

Laughing, he turned down another street, and the sound of the midnight gong had already reached his ears. The crowd had circled more than half of the city.

After sending off Master Wang, Feiyang still seemed to be in a dream. No wonder his parents were so excited when they heard he was going to become an official; they even wanted to burn incense to thank their ancestors. It turned out that once one became an official, life was so vastly different from before. Sitting slowly at the desk, Feiyang thought to himself that he should work hard and strive to bring them to the city as soon as possible

Master Wang shook his head and said: "No wonder our esteemed lord holds the chief constable in such high regard. Chief Constable Yun not only possesses exceptional skills, but his character is also commendable. Just look at He Biao, with his dead fish face, as if everyone owes him money. Today, the chief constable has diminished his arrogance, which is truly a great relief to the public"

"Good thief, take this knife!" Two flying daggers shot towards the man in black with a whoosh, but Lin Yifeng had just arrived. The man in black shouted loudly, twirling his long sword, deflecting the two daggers. With a whoosh, the two daggers reversed direction and flew straight towards Feiyang. Feiyang snorted coldly, and with a swing of his long knife, he had already shattered the two daggers.

Lin Yifeng, with an unknown background, is skilled in the use of flying daggers and carries twelve of them with him. He is the person that Feiyang pays the most attention to. In Feiyang's view, his martial arts skills are certainly not as they appear. He seems to be charming and well-liked by others.

Several captors sat in the compartment, staring at the long sword before them. Xie Dafu examined the sword repeatedly, noting, "This sword is made of fine material, clearly crafted with great precision. It is truly an excellent sword; not only can our county's craftsmen not produce such a piece, but even those in Datong Prefecture would struggle to create it. Moreover, it is made of soft steel, indicating that this thief's background is quite extraordinary"

Changing out of the coarse hemp cloth garment handwoven by his mother and donning the attire of the chief constable, Wang Shiye stood before Feiyang, exclaiming repeatedly: "Oh my! As the saying goes, everyone needs their attire, and even the Buddha requires adornment. Chief Yun, once you put on this outfit, it truly is a world apart from before. Not only does it exude majesty and strength, but you also appear exceptionally talented, truly a dragon among men and a phoenix among women!"

Indeed. Lin Yifeng continued, "The last hidden weapon he used is called the Wind Fire Ball, a concealed weapon from the Tang Sect in Shu. It is extremely vicious; even now, if it were any one of us, we would likely be covered in needle marks!"

Feiyang expressed his gratitude, saying, "Lord Lin has been exceptionally kind to me!"

The house, though not very large, is extraordinary for Feiyang. The outer area is a living room, with several large windows that provide excellent lighting. Inside, the windows are bright and the furniture is clearly newly acquired. Upon entering the inner room, Feiyang's eyes lit up even more. On a beautifully carved large bed, the bright red silk quilt almost dazzled him. When he reached out to press it, the bed felt so soft that it made Feiyang feel as if he were dreaming. Compared to his previous hard board bed and thin bedding, this was truly a world apart. By the window, a writing desk was fully equipped with brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone. In a large vase, a bouquet of freshly picked flowers, vibrant and dripping with color, added a fragrant touch to the room.

Meanwhile, in a residence located in the west of Meixian City, the man in black had finished bandaging his wounds and was sitting at the table, savoring a glass of wine.

As Wang Shiye continued to ramble on endlessly, Feiyang had no choice but to interrupt him: "Wang Shiye, I have just entered the city today and do not yet have a place to stay. I wonder..."

Several constables, scattered in the shadows, realized that their cover had been blown. They drew their knives and shouted loudly as they chased down the street. However, they were not skilled in such high-flying techniques, and before long, they lost track of the two individuals.

Feiyang did not expect the power of this hidden weapon to be so great, as it contained countless steel needles. In a moment of crisis, Lingyun Du's lightness skill was pushed to the limit, and his entire body spun upward like a screw. With a steel blade protecting him, a circle of white light enveloped Feiyang, barely allowing him to evade this deadly strike

As the smoke dissipated, the street was already completely empty. Feiyang shook his head and picked up the long sword that the man in black had thrown down. Together with Lin Yifeng, they headed towards the government office.

The body landed on the side of a building, and Feiyang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling a deep sense of shock. He thought to himself that if he had reacted just a moment slower, he would likely be covered in needle holes by now. He silently remarked, "Goodness, I never expected that it was Yue Ke's skills that saved my life today"

Currently, the five chief captains truly under Fei Yang's command, apart from Huang Gesheng, are Ma Wei, who is commonly referred to as Xiao Ma Ge. He is known for his bravery and combativeness, having never formally apprenticed under a master. His skills have been developed through fighting with others since childhood, and after becoming a chief captain, he honed them further by battling criminals. As a result, he bears the most injuries, often with scars layered upon scars, and he himself cannot clearly recount how many injuries he has sustained. His strikes are simple yet effective. He is a man of few words.

As the man in black drew two flying daggers towards Feiyang, he swiftly retreated, simultaneously releasing his long sword, which also struck towards Feiyang. He unexpectedly used his weapon as a concealed projectile. After throwing the long sword, the man in black reached into his bosom, and a round object followed suit, flying out.

"If you continue like this, I may have to report to the master. If you jeopardize my important matters, can you bear the consequences?" the fat man scolded.

The night in the county town is rather desolate, with hardly anyone on the streets. The only place brightly lit is the Fragrant Pavilion at the eastern end of the town, which is the most popular brothel in the county

Feiyang let out a breath, looked up, and saw that even the Fragrant Pavilion had closed for business, and the red lanterns flying from the tall flagpole had also been taken down. It was almost time to go back. Just as Feiyang was pondering this, he suddenly caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye; his sharp vision spotted a faint shadow flickering on a nearby tile-roofed house. Feiyang's heart stirred, and he stretched out his hand, causing everyone to fall silent immediately. Feiyang thought to himself: Could I really be so lucky? On my first outing, I encounter trouble from the rogues of the Jianghu.

The life of a constable is vastly different from Feiyang's imagination. Most of the time is spent patrolling the streets, with very few incidents occurring. Since the Divine Sword Manor is located within the Wuyi Mountains in Meixian, the martial arts factions, in order to show their respect, have agreed not to establish any branches within a hundred miles of the Divine Sword Manor. Therefore, gang conflicts, which are a major headache for local officials elsewhere, are virtually nonexistent in Meixian. Originally, Feiyang did not need to go out and do such menial work, but after sitting idly in the government office for a few days, he could no longer resist the urge to come out. During these days, the only thing he did was to learn the names of a few constables under his command and become familiar with them. In particular, Huang Gesheng now holds Feiyang in the highest regard. As for He Biao, after their duel, he insisted on leaving the Lin residence the next day, despite the pleas of Lin Fuzun.

Today, Feiyang could no longer remain idle and finally decided to go out in the evening with the brothers on the night shift. It is not feasible to stay cooped up in the yamen, receiving ten taels of shiny silver each month without doing anything.

Satisfied, satisfied. Feiyang nodded foolishly.

These experiences in the martial world are entirely unknown to Feiyang, who can only listen to them. A few individuals deliberated for half a day but still could not grasp the essence, ultimately having to disperse in frustration

The crowd burst into laughter.

Feiyang, feeling a bit embarrassed, adjusted his clothing and said, "Master Wang really knows how to tease me!"

Sighing, Lin Yifeng continued, "With the few coins we have, how can we possibly go to the Fragrant Pavilion? That place only recognizes money, not people."

Today, on duty is Lin Yifeng, accompanied by four or five constables, who patrol the streets alongside Feiyang.

With a sudden thought, the tip of his foot hooked on the roof, and a tile flew forward, shooting directly at the person ahead. Hearing the sound of the wind, the man in black had no choice but to twist his body, drawing an arc in the air to evade the attack, but his speed slowed down. Feiyang had already closed in within ten zhang behind him. With a low shout, Feiyang kicked off the ground, sending out more than ten tiles in quick succession. The man in black dodged left and right, avoiding each one, but this delay allowed Feiyang to catch up. In mid-air, he drew his sword, swinging it down in a powerful strike. The man in black shifted his body, and a long sword appeared in his hand. With a clang, the sword and blade clashed, sending sparks flying.

With a light touch of the toes, like a wisp of smoke, it swept onto the rooftop beside the street, akin to a withered leaf falling silently. Upon closer inspection, one could see a figure in black hanging upside down from the eaves of a house, holding a blowpipe and blowing something into the room. Upon seeing this, Feiyang couldn't help but curse under his breath, another scoundrel of the same ilk as Yue Ke.

Old Man Guan shrank back and said, "No, please spare me this time. Who would have thought that a mere constable from Meixian would possess such formidable skills!"

Hehe! The man in black chuckled a few times, "Today, when I entered the city, I discovered a unique item. I intended to capture her and then come to you, but unexpectedly, I encountered a tricky situation and almost fell into it. Fortunately, I still had a Tang Sect fireball in my hand." Old Third Guan felt a lingering fear.

Master Wang suddenly realized, slapping his forehead, "Look at my memory!"

In Yun Tou, everything in Meixian is good, but the nights are a bit too chilly. You see, the brothers on patrol at night can't even find a place for a late-night snack