noffsinger Chapter 48 The Embroidered Uniform Guards Arrive; A Storm is Brewing
Chapter 48 The Embroidered Uniform Guards Arrive; A Storm is Brewing
The appearance of the Embroidered Uniform Guard was like a boulder thrown into the lake of Qixia Town, which had just returned to calm, instantly stirring up a thousand waves.
"Town under lockdown! No one is allowed to leave, only enter!"
Shen Lian's cold and ruthless voice resonated throughout every corner of the town through his internal energy.
The people who were leisurely strolling on the street turned pale with fright when they heard this sound.
"The Embroidered Uniform Guard...?!"
"My God! Why would these killers come to a small place like ours?!"
"It's over, it's over! This is really going to be a disaster!"
Panic spread rapidly among the population like a plague.
The people dropped what they were holding and screamed as they ran wildly toward their homes.
In just a few breaths, the once bustling street became deserted, leaving only a mess and dozens of Imperial Guards dressed in flying fox fur coats, with embroidered spring knives at their waists, exuding a chilling murderous aura.
Their movements were synchronized and well-trained. They quickly occupied all the main intersections of the town, turning the entire Qixia Town into a cage from which there was no escape!
Upon receiving the news, Qian Si rushed to the Yang residence with a grave expression.
"Owner!"
He strode into the garden and saw Yang Qian accompanying Qin Shuyu to admire the scenery. He immediately bowed and said, "Something's happened outside! It's the Embroidered Uniform Guard! They've sealed off the entire town!"
His voice was filled with unprecedented solemnity and a hint of fear.
He's not afraid of the Black Tiger Gang.
He wasn't afraid of the city guards either.
He dared to challenge even the guards of the prefectural governor's mansion.
However, the name "Jinyiwei" (锦衣卫) meant death and fear in the Ming Dynasty!
They are the emperor's henchmen, the sharpest sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all martial arts practitioners!
Anyone who gets their eyes on, no matter who they are, will only have one fate—death!
"The Embroidered Uniform Guard?"
Yang Qian raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.
He never expected that his "descent of gods and demons" would attract this group of legendary "imperial henchmen".
It seems that the golden-robed man I casually slapped to death was no ordinary person.
"What are they here for?"
Yang Qian asked casually.
His face remained calm and composed, as if the collapse of the sky had nothing to do with him.
His calm and composed demeanor inexplicably calmed Qian Si, who was initially flustered and confused.
"We don't know yet."
Qian Si shook his head. "They sealed off the entire town as soon as they entered. Judging by their demeanor, they're up to no good!"
"Master, should we take shelter for now?"
"avoid?"
Yang Qian laughed, "All land under heaven belongs to the emperor. Where do you think the person the Embroidered Uniform Guard is looking for can hide?"
Qian Si fell silent upon hearing this.
He knew that what his master said was true.
"Ignore them."
Yang Qian waved his hand dismissively and said, "Let them seal off the area if they want, investigate if they want. We'll just do our own job. We'll deal with whatever comes our way. A mere commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard can't turn the world upside down."
Yang Qian's tone was calm, but behind that calmness lay an absolute confidence that looked down upon the world!
His greatest source of confidence is his strength at the eighth level of the Innate Realm!
He is no longer the weakling who had to resort to scheming and bluffing to barely protect himself!
He has already acquired enough power to stand up to the vast majority of experts in the world!
He really didn't take a mere commander of the Imperial Guard seriously.
"Yes, Master!"
Looking into his master's unfathomable eyes, Qian Si's last trace of worry vanished.
He had an almost blind worship and trust in Yang Qian.
He believed that as long as the master was there, the sky would not fall down!
……
Tongfu Inn.
The place is now completely surrounded by the Embroidered Uniform Guard.
Dozens of Imperial Guards, each with a brocade spring knife at their waist, surrounded the entire inn.
In the lobby of the inn, Shen Lian was sitting imposingly at the head of an eight-immortal table.
On the table in front of him sat a pot of fine, freshly warmed Shaoxing wine, but he didn't drink a drop. He simply tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingers, making a rhythmic "tap, tap, tap" sound.
His sharp gaze swept over the martial arts practitioners who were trapped inside the hall and unable to leave.
Those usually arrogant and domineering martial arts practitioners were now trembling with fear under the menacing power of the Imperial Guards, not daring to even breathe loudly.
"Speak."
Shen Lian finally spoke.
His voice was cold and devoid of any emotion. "A month ago, during that grandmaster-level battle at the mass grave, who among you was there? Tell me everything you saw and heard at the time."
"Anyone who dares to utter even the slightest concealment or lie..."
He paused, a cruel smile curving his lips. "This is the end!"
Before the words were even finished!
He flicked his wrist!
A silver blade flashed past in an instant!
"Pfft!"
With a soft thud, the arm of a burly, street-smart man sitting at the nearest table suddenly flew off without warning! Blood gushed out like a fountain!
"ah--!!!"
A heart-wrenching scream instantly echoed throughout the entire hall!
The burly man clutched his severed arm, which was bleeding profusely, and rolled around on the ground, howling in agony!
The martial arts practitioners around were terrified by the bloody scene, their faces turning pale and their bodies trembling!
Too bad!
That's absolutely ruthless!
He'll break someone's arm at the slightest disagreement!
Is this the style of the Embroidered Uniform Guard?!
"My patience is limited."
Shen Lian slowly sheathed his still-dripping embroidered spring knife. He scanned everyone present with a gaze as if looking at a dead man.
"Now, is anyone willing to speak?"
The lobby was deathly silent.
Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.
They were scared, truly scared!
Just then, a woman's voice, tinged with amusement and languor, came from the second-floor stairwell.
"Commander Shen, what an arrogant official you are! Coming to our Nanyang Commandery to show off your power, what? Do you think Nanyang Commandery has no one to rely on?"
As the voice spoke, a stunningly beautiful figure in a fiery red dress slowly descended the stairs.
Behind her followed a handsome young man with sinister eyes.
It was none other than Sun Xiaohong, the "Red Serpent Fairy" of the Blazing Fire Sect, and her junior brother Li Mu!
A month has passed, and Sun Xiaohong seems to have been unaffected by Zhao Wuji's death.
Her face still wore that alluring yet aggressive smile, as if the one who died was not her senior brother, but a complete stranger.
Shen Lian frowned slightly when he saw her: "The Blazing Fire Sect?"
He recognized the unique clothing the other person was wearing.
"So it's Miss Sun."
Shen Lian stood up, gave Sun Xiaohong a perfunctory clasped-fist salute, and said, "I am here on orders to investigate the case, and I would appreciate it if Miss Sun would do me a favor."
"convenient?"
Sun Xiaohong chuckled upon hearing this, "What would Commander Shen like to have convenient?"
She walked up to Shen Lian, extended a jade-like finger, and drew circles on his chest.
"As long as Commander Shen speaks up, I will make things as convenient as you can for me."
Her provocative actions and words caused a shadow of jealousy to flash in the eyes of the young man named Li Mu behind her, and also made the guards around them dry-mouthed.
However, Shen Lian remained unmoved.
He simply stared coldly at Sun Xiaohong: "Miss Sun, please have some self-respect. I have no interest in you. I only want to know, what exactly happened at the mass grave a month ago? Why did the divine constables of our Six Doors mysteriously disappear there?"
The Six Doors' Divine Constable?!
Upon hearing this, Sun Xiaohong's smile instantly froze!
Her heart skipped a beat!
She never imagined that the golden-robed man who was tricked to death by Yang Qian would actually be the legendary Six Doors Divine Constable!
This is a huge problem!
Although the Six Doors and the Embroidered Uniform Guard both belong to the imperial court, they have always kept to themselves and even had some subtle competitive relationship.
But now that the Six Doors' chief constable has died in Nanyang County, the Embroidered Uniform Guard has actually sent people to investigate!
This is enough to demonstrate how much importance the imperial court attaches to this matter!
This is enough to show that the man in the golden robe was far more important than she had imagined!
"What's wrong?"
Shen Lian looked at her ever-changing expression and sneered, "Miss Sun seems to know something?"