How come I'm invincible?

Chapter 94, Chief Lin, we're not releasing him! We're not releasing him! Stop being so stubborn!

Prefect Zhao learned that Commander Song, who served the prince, had arrived.

My heart is ecstatic.

The Ximen family is truly capable; they are actually taken seriously by the prince. When he needs their help, the prince actually sends people to assist them. It seems that the Ximen family holds a more significant place in the prince's heart than one might imagine.

He straightened his clothes, strode into the living room, his face beaming with a warm and eager smile, and cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "Lord Song has come from afar, and I, Zhao, have failed to greet you properly; it is truly impolite of me."

Commander Song rose to return the greeting, his face beaming with a friendly smile, and said in a warm tone, “Prefect Zhao is too kind. Brother Qin and I have been friends for many years, and he often mentions to me that you are his close friend in Anzhou. Since we are all on the same side, why should we be so formal with each other?”

"Haha, good, good!" Prefect Zhao nodded repeatedly. "Brother Qin and I have been in charge of Anzhou together for many years and have been loyal to each other. Since that's the case, I, Zhao, will take the liberty of calling you Brother Song."

"Alright, Brother Zhao." Commander Song was flawless when it came to interpersonal skills.

Many brothers, many paths.

Especially given his current situation, there's always the possibility of his entire family being raided at any time.

Even if such a situation were to actually occur.

Prefect Zhao is useless.

But it's never a bad thing to know more people.

After a brief period of rambling.

Commander Qin said, "Brother Zhao, Brother Song is here on orders. You know our Commander Lin best, so tell Brother Song who this person is and what he is like."

Mentioning the name 'Lin Fan'.

Prefect Zhao was furious, as if he were mortal enemies.

Commander Song naturally noticed Prefect Zhao's expression.

The mere mention of his name was enough to enrage a prefect, which is enough to show how unpopular Lin Zongban was in Anzhou, and that he might have even done something unimaginable to Prefect Zhao.

“Brother Song, Brother Qin,” Prefect Zhao pointed to his face, “look closely at my face, can you see anything?”

He's trying to reopen old wounds.

Commander Qin and Commander Song stared intently.

Qin Zhenfu noted that there was "slight redness and swelling."

Commander Song said, "The fingerprints are faintly visible, could it be that Brother Zhao had a conflict with his wife at home?"

"No! Brother Song, you're mistaken." Prefect Zhao suddenly raised his voice, his voice filled with grief and indignation, almost squeezing out the words through clenched teeth, "This was yesterday, when Lin Fan beat me up."

Of course!

Commander Song was greatly shocked.

"Brother Zhao, how is this possible? You are the prefect of a prefecture, a position of great importance, while he is merely a junior officer. How dare he hit you? Does he have no regard for the law? Does he even know what it means to be an official appointed by the imperial court? Is he really that arrogant?"

Even though he had seen too much of the world.

I was also shocked by this news.

As if he had found someone to vent his frustrations, Prefect Zhao said sadly, “Brother Song, he is not just arrogant, he is simply lawless and has no regard for the law. Yesterday he came to me with a written judgment and forced me to sign it. It turns out that he went to Pingcheng County and beheaded the local magistrate. There was no procedure or review, and he just took it upon himself to behead him.”

“If I don’t sign, he hits me. If I threaten to beat him, he threatens me.”

"Brother Song, do you think he's even human?"

After confiding.

Prefect Zhao seemed to have released much of the pent-up anger in his chest, and his expression softened slightly.

Qin Zhenfu pretended to be very angry, squeezing the teacup so hard it creaked, his meaning was clear: Brother Zhao, I understand what you've been through.

In contrast, Commander Song looked solemn.

“Brother Zhao, what is his background that allows him to act so lawlessly? Even if he is a prince, beating up an official of the court would be severely reprimanded if reported to the Emperor. The prefect of a prefecture is the face of the court; beating the prefect is beating the face of the court.”

He just wanted to know the other person's background.

He wouldn't have done something like this without powerful backers.

"He has no background whatsoever. He relies entirely on his arrogance and unreasonableness, and his reckless behavior. He only bullies me because I'm old and easy to bully. Let him try bullying a prefect in his prime, or let him try bullying Brother Qin. He only bullies me."

As Prefect Zhao spoke, he became more and more agitated, and the veins on his forehead bulged out.

Commander Song frowned, still not quite believing it.

No connections?
It's impossible.

Qin Zhenfu, standing to the side, said, "His identity has been investigated. He is a vagrant, of low social status. We don't know where he came from, but he joined a local gang and later passed the legal exam to become a member of the Public Security Bureau."

"He made rapid progress in a short period of time, rising step by step from a commoner to the deputy head of the squad."

"After his meritorious service in suppressing bandits, he was promoted to the position of General of Anzhou and awarded the title of Loyal and Brave Captain."

Qin Zhenfu recounted Lin Fan's experiences.

He and Prefect Zhao both concealed something from each other.

That was Ning Yu.

There's no need to say anything about it. Whether it's Prefect Zhao or him, they all hope that this Lin fellow will get out of here as soon as possible, or better yet, be completely dismissed.

They are not easy to deal with.

Then let the prince handle it.

Ultimately, someone of higher status will have to deal with him.

This was the idea of ​​Commander Qin, and also the idea of ​​Prefect Zhao, especially Prefect Zhao, who had many more ideas.

You're not arrogant, domineering, and prone to hitting people, are you?

If you're so tough, go and fight the prince.

Commander Song tapped his fingers lightly on the table and muttered to himself, “Promoted so quickly…it seems that His Majesty was in a very good mood at the time, which is why he gave such an exceptional reward.”

If it's really as Brother Qin said...

That makes things easier.

With that in mind, Commander Song decided to first have a brief encounter with Commander Lin to test his strength.

……

Security Prefecture.

"You guys need to practice more."

Looking at the panting crowd, Lin Fan wondered, "Where have we even gotten to in our training?"
The constables watched as their chief constable, who was neither red-faced nor nervous, and not even a drop of sweat on his brow. Despite running the same distance, the constables returned feeling weak in the knees, as if their legs were no longer their own.

But who would have thought.

Lin Zongban is perfectly fine.

At this moment, Li Zhengdao walked to Lin Fan's side and whispered, "The Ximen family's steward has returned, leading a group of mounted men with swords. They don't seem to have any good intentions."

"Oh, so we've brought reinforcements." Lin Fan smiled.

Li Zhengdao said, "The other party did not go to the Ximen family, but went to the Qin family. Not long after, Prefect Zhao also went there. Sir, they are openly targeting you."

Lin Fan didn't take the matter to heart. Instead, he shouted at Xu Ming to bring Ximen Hai out of the prison and take him to the courtyard.

Now that he's here, he naturally has to prepare to humiliate Ximen Hai in front of them.

Let's see what's going on here.

Does having connections mean you can do whatever you want?
When someone makes a mistake, instead of admitting guilt, they have to find this person or that person to coerce them into releasing the person.

He'll let just anyone in.

What's the point of being the head of the class?

In jail.

Ximen Hai, who was imprisoned here, looked extremely dejected. He had been locked up for a long time and there was still no movement from him. Huang Shan and Zhou Hanshan had also been imprisoned here before.

But they were all taken to the execution ground and beheaded.

This cast a long shadow on his psyche.

He was afraid he would also be attacked.

"Brother Ximen, are you also trapped here?" asked the other young masters who were also imprisoned.

Their family is a prominent one in the area.

In the past, whenever I got into trouble, it was always resolved easily.

But now, they are also afraid.

The stench permeating the prison and the ruthless methods used by the guards during interrogations terrified them, and they all longed to be rescued as soon as possible.

But Ximen Hai is such a big shot.

They are all still being kept in custody obediently.

They certainly wouldn't dare to imagine being released before Ximen Hai.

"Bullshit! Who said I can't get out?" Ximen Hai suddenly raised his head and growled in a low voice, his voice full of bravado but his heart was weak. "My father will definitely rescue me. You have no idea how powerful my family's backer is."

He always felt that...

He's only in jail now, it's just temporary. Once his father asks that person for help, all the problems will be solved.

Suddenly, footsteps could be heard.

Xu Ming walked up to Ximen Hai and unlocked his chains. This left Ximen Hai completely bewildered, but soon, he seemed to have figured something out.

"Hahaha, are you letting me out?"

"Are you going to let me out?"

Ximen Hai was convinced that this was the case.

Xu Ming glanced at him expressionlessly and said indifferently, "I'll take you out and behead you."

In an instant.

Ximen Hai's face turned deathly pale.

"Impossible, impossible..."

Xu Ming ignored the howling Ximen Hai; he was such a scaredy-cat. He had even learned Lin Ge's way of communicating.

It's just for fun, to liven things up.

At this moment, the people in the prison were as white as paper, huddled in their cells, trembling with fear.

Beheading?

Is Ximen Hai really going to be beheaded?

For them, it was truly like the sky had fallen.

……

courtyard.

Ximen Hai was tied to a wooden stake, wailing and screaming, "You can't kill me! My father is the president of the Anzhou Chamber of Commerce! Chief Lin, please don't be impulsive! Let's talk this out! Don't be impulsive!"

Lin Fan looked at Xu Ming, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "What did you say to him?"

Xu Ming scratched his head and replied somewhat innocently, "Sir, he asked me if I was going to let him out, and I said I'd take him out and behead him. I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to lighten the mood. Who knew he was so easily frightened?"

"You've learned well." Lin Fan couldn't help but smile upon hearing this.

Xu Mingdao said, "By following the adults around, I learn new things every day to equip myself."

Good guy.

Sure enough, those who could follow him all had an extremely strong desire to improve themselves.

He summoned all the constables to the courtyard and had them stand in two rows.

All eyes were focused on Lin Fan, who stood in the center, and Ximen Hai, who was tied to a wooden stake and howling like a banshee.

Lin Fan toyed with a leather whip in his hand, slowly pacing around Ximen Hai. His voice clearly reached the ears of each constable, "You've been with the Security Bureau for a while now, and you'll be dealing with prisoners the most. To get things out of prisoners, you don't rely on shouting or techniques, but on the weapon in your hand."

As he spoke, he brandished the leather whip in his hand.

"This is a leather whip, the first choice of torture for interrogating the most heinous prisoners in our prefecture. Why this? Does anyone know?"

Lin Fan looked at everyone.

"Sir, it hurts terribly when you get whipped, even more than a thorn whip."

“Yes, that’s right, but that’s not the point. The point is that it saves a lot of effort. After all, as constables, we interrogate many prisoners every day, so it’s impossible for us to be exhausted after interrogating just one prisoner,” Lin Fan said.

The onlookers nodded.

They understood that the head teacher was passing on his experience to them.

They all listened very attentively.

Ning Yu, in particular, took out a small notebook and wrote something on the first page.

Regardless of whether the other party is willing to confess, torture them first; don't give them any illusions.

As a leader, you must consider the overall situation, observe the surrounding circumstances, and let your subordinates go first.

[Just playing around, trying to liven things up]

Whether you admit it or not, if I say it's you, it's you.

……

For Ning Yu, these contents were the essence of what her master had taught her, and she was willing to carefully ponder their meaning in the quiet of the night.

at this time.

Ximen Hai did not shout.

He realized something was wrong; it didn't seem like they wanted to kill him.

But the situation isn't much better.

Lin Fan continued, "There are two types of lethality in a whip. A whip that has been soaked in water is the same as one that hasn't been soaked in water. Of course, there's no need to soak it in water unless absolutely necessary."

As he spoke, he walked behind Simon Hai.

"Next, you must listen carefully and learn carefully. Everyone can crack a whip, but how to crack it well and beautifully requires skill."

"Where does the power of whipping come from? It originates from the waist, travels through the shoulder, upper arm, and forearm, and finally reaches the wrist. And with a flick of the wrist, it's like this..."

Snapped--! ! !
A muffled whooshing sound rang out.

The whip tip struck Ximen Hai hard on the back.

"what!!!"

Ximen Hai let out a shrill scream, his back was ripped open by the whip.

"Did you all understand?" Lin Fan asked the constables.

He genuinely teaches skills.

Interrogation in the confined space of a prison cell requires skill.

"Sir, could you slow down? I didn't see it very clearly just now," a constable said timidly, raising his hand.

Lin Fan laughed and said, "It's alright. If you didn't see it clearly, then I'll wave it a few more times until you see it clearly. If there's anything you don't understand, don't pretend to understand. If you don't understand, that's fine. I'll teach you slowly."

"Okay."

This time, Lin Fan slowed down, patted his waist, and then moved down to his shoulder and wrist. With a gentle flick, the whip instantly transformed into a venomous snake, opening its blood-red maw and landing on Ximen Hai's shoulder.

Snapped--! ! !
Ximen Hai screamed again.

"Stop hitting me, please stop hitting me, it hurts so much!"

Ximen Hai wailed and cried. He had never suffered like this before. With each lash, his scalp tingled, and his soul felt as if it were being squeezed out of his body.

Lin Fan looked at the constable and asked, "Did you see clearly?"

"My lord, I think I saw it clearly, but I also think I didn't."

"Don't think like that. If you know it, you know it; if you don't, you don't. Come up here and give me a taste of your whip." Lin Fan handed the whip to the other person. "Don't be nervous. Remember the moves I just taught you."

"Yes, my lord."

The constable took a deep breath, mentally mimicking the actions of an adult, and with a sudden twist of his waist, the whip whistled out, but instead of hitting Simon's back, it coiled around Simon's body like a python.

Suddenly.

The whip tip, as if guided by a homing device, struck Ximen Hai's second brother.

"Ah ah ah..."

The heart-wrenching screams echoed through the sky, and even passersby on the street could hear them clearly, stopping to look at the police station.

What happened?
The screams were so pitiful.

At this moment, Ximen Hai's face was ashen, almost multicolored, and his features were distorted.

Upon seeing the spot struck by the whip, the constables present gasped, some clamping their legs together as a chill ran down their spines.

"Sir, I..."

Lin Fan took the whip and said with a smile, "Not bad, very good. You have a great talent for whip training. You should work on this skill more in the future. You have potential."

The servant, overjoyed at receiving praise from the adults, nodded his head frantically.

We must continue to work hard.

I will never let the adults down.

……

The street is only about 100 meters away from the government office.

Commander Song, Prefect Zhao, and Commander Qin set out, followed by the soldiers brought by Commander Song. When they appeared on the street, the surrounding people quickly made way for them.

Everyone's eyes were filled with worry.

Although the people may not have received much education, they are well aware of the current situation. Lord Lin has restored order to Anzhou, allowing them to live and work in peace and free from the harassment of local thugs.

Meanwhile, Prefect Zhao was in cahoots with the Ximen family and had been causing trouble for Master Lin.

The appearance of this large force is clearly aimed at the government office.

At this moment, Master Ximen followed Commander Song, fawning over him, seemingly recounting the evil deeds of Lin Fan from the Prefectural Police.

He wasn't worried at all; Commander Song was a trusted confidant of the prince.

He didn't believe that someone surnamed Lin would dare to challenge the prince.

Sudden.

A piercing scream emanated from the government office. The sound was clearly tragic, but when it reached Master Ximen's ears, the voice seemed somewhat familiar.

"Dad, help me! It hurts so much!"

Master Ximen's expression changed drastically.

He recognized the voice; it was his beloved son's voice.

"Lord Song, they're torturing my son!" Master Ximen made a move to rush into the police station to rescue his son, but was stopped by Commander Qin. "What's the rush? Don't ruin things."

Qin Zhenfu's expression was very complicated. His idea of ​​Lin Fan was to leave each other alone and not to have too much interaction with Lin Fan, but given the current situation,

This isn't something you can avoid by simply not wanting to interact with each other.

This guy surnamed Lin is clearly messing with everyone.

When I think of it.

They captured just one person and broke through.

Therefore, he felt that a conflict was bound to happen sooner or later, so he might as well completely crush the other party and beat him to death, leaving him no chance to turn the tables.

Master Ximen could only nod, suppressing his anxiety.

His eyes were filled with anger.

He will make Lin Fan pay a heavy price.

……

In the courtyard.

Lin Fan was concentrating on explaining whip-wielding techniques to the constables when he caught a glimpse of Prefect Zhao and his entourage barging in. He also saw Master Ximen, whose eyes were filled with venom, as if he wanted to devour him alive.

The servants in the manor also noticed the current situation.

They were slightly startled.

Lin Fan, however, seemed not to see them and continued calmly, "Remember, whipping the back is often much better than whipping the chest, because it allows the prisoner to endure it for longer. Also, you need to find the right angle, like this..."

Before he finished speaking, he flicked his wrist, and the whip whistled through the air, striking Ximen Hai precisely on the back.

"what--!"

Ximen Hai let out a pig-like scream, his body twisting violently.

"stop."

Unable to contain his anger any longer, Master Ximen roared and charged at his son.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Ximen Hai seemed to grasp at a straw, and a strong will to survive blazed in his eyes.

That hope of surviving a catastrophe emerged.

"Dad, save me, I'm about to be beaten to death."

Ximen Hai wailed, tears streaming down his face.

When Master Ximen saw the gruesome sight of his son's back, with its torn and mangled skin, almost causing him to faint, his vision blurred.

Without a second thought, he unlocked the door, intending to put Simon Hai down.

“Bold!!!”

Lin Fan roared, lashing out with his whip, causing Master Ximen to jump up from the spot. "Who gave you permission to untie prisoners in this important area of ​​the Public Security Bureau? Are you trying to kidnap them?"

The whip was incredibly powerful, and Master Ximen winced in pain, but he forced himself to endure it and pointed at Lin Fan, cursing, "Lin Fan, don't spout nonsense! You've been lawless in Anzhou all this time. Today, Commander Song from the Prince's Office of Zhuoming Prefecture is here to deal with you, this arrogant scoundrel who has no regard for the law."

"How dare you, a mere merchant, insult an official of the imperial court! You've got some nerve!" Lin Fan's eyes turned cold as he lashed out with his whip at Master Ximen.

"Stop," Commander Song said.

But his words were of no use.

Snapped!Snapped!
Lin Fan lashed out at Master Ximen again and again, causing him to roll on the ground, howling in agony.

Commander Song stared wide-eyed at the scene in disbelief, while glancing questioningly at Commander Qin beside him. Although he didn't speak, his meaning was clear: Master Ximen had just explained his identity in detail.

He told him to stop.

He didn't hear it.

Or should you pretend you didn't hear it?
Commander Qin: Nonsense, he's obviously pretending not to hear.

Prefect Zhao pointed at Lin Fan and said to Commander Song with great distress, "Brother Song, you saw it with your own eyes. He is truly lawless."

Commander Song took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and raised his hand to make a gesture.

The two accompanying soldiers immediately obeyed the order and rushed towards Lin Fan, intending to stop him.

However, two muffled thuds were heard.

The two soldiers who had just run past were kicked several meters away and fell to the ground, howling in pain.

Commander Song was stunned.

Is he really that arrogant?
At this moment, Lin Fan calmly handed the whip to the constable beside him, then turned his gaze to Prefect Zhao and the others with a smile on his face: "Prefect Zhao, Commander Qin, what brings you here?"

Prefect Zhao said coldly, "Chief Lin, how can you still laugh? This is Commander Song, who serves His Highness the Prince. How dare you lay a hand on his man?"

"Huh?" Lin Fan feigned surprise. "When did you make your move? You mean these two? I'm so sorry, I thought they were two big black rats that suddenly appeared."

“You…” Prefect Zhao’s chest heaved violently with anger.

Qin Zhenfu fell silent again.

Start watching.

With Prefect Zhao and Commander Song around, his main strategy is to keep quiet as much as possible to avoid any conflict with Lin Fan.

As for Commander Song, he was analyzing the situation that had just occurred.

Although there had been no prior contact, it was clear from what had just happened that this Commander Lin was a ruthless and autocratic man with great strength; the soldiers he kicked several meters away were all trained.

Great.

He didn't foolishly get angry, nor did he use his status as a prince to berate the other party for being audacious.

"Commander Lin, I am Song, a commander under His Highness the Prince. I have come today on His Highness's orders to bring Ximen Hai back to Zhuoming Prefecture. I hope Commander Lin can do me a favor," said Commander Song.

Lin Fan stood there without saying a word, staring at Song Qianhu with a smile.

Prefect Zhao angrily said, "Chief Squad Leader Lin, didn't you hear what Commander Song said? He came here on His Highness's orders. Are you really so audacious as to disobey His Highness's orders?"

Lin Fan raised his hand and pointed at Prefect Zhao, "Are you itching for a beating again?"

When the matter was brought up, Prefect Zhao's face turned ashen, but remembering that Commander Song was present, Prefect Zhao snorted coldly, strode up to Lin Fan, and glared at him angrily, saying, "Chief Lin, do you dare?"

Snapped!Snapped!
Lin Fan raised his hand and pulled twice, forward and backward.

The slap was very loud.

The slap left Prefect Zhao standing there, his hands covering his face, eyes wide, stunned.

Not only was Prefect Zhao dumbfounded, but even the constables around him were stunned.

Although they knew their chief steward was fierce, they didn't expect him to be this fierce. To slap the prefect twice in public was truly disrespectful.

"I, Lin Fan, have heard many strange requests in my life, but I've never heard of a request like yours, where you insist on enduring hardship without any effort."

"Tell me, is your face still itchy?"

Lin Fan looked at Prefect Zhao and asked.

Standing frozen in place, Prefect Zhao seemed to be under a spell, unable to move. Suddenly, the spell was broken, and Prefect Zhao roared angrily.

"I'll fight you."

Prefect Zhao was clearly very fragile, but at this moment he was completely enraged by Lin Fan and bared his teeth and claws as he reached out to grab Lin Fan.

Civil officials are best at pulling hair when they fight.

Lin Fan grabbed Prefect Zhao's wrist, gently lifted his foot, tripped him to the ground, then took a few steps back, helplessly spreading his hands and saying, "What you saw was Prefect Zhao striking first, it has nothing to do with me."

After being tripped and falling to the ground, our Prefect Zhao did not get up. He became angrier and more aggrieved as he thought about it. He clenched his fists, pounded the ground, and whimpered.

Commander Song said, "Chief Lin, but what I saw was you slapping Prefect Zhao twice."

“Commander Song, you can’t just say things like that. I heard everything just now. Prefect Zhao said his face was itchy, so I scratched it for him,” Lin Fan said.

Qin Zhenfu stepped in to defuse the situation and ease the tension, saying, "There's no need, no need. Let's talk things out. Brother Zhao, you should get up too. Don't lie there. It's not good to look around with so many people around."

He helped Prefect Zhao up, then dragged him back, patted him on the shoulder, offered a few words of comfort, and then helped Prefect Zhao brush the dust off his body.

Qin Zhenfu understood.

This Lin fellow is a mad dog; he bites anyone he catches, showing no regard for human feelings whatsoever. He even assaulted an official of the imperial court… This is a serious crime, but what if it were two officials of the imperial court fighting each other?

Even if the emperor found out, he would ask what the conflict was about.
It might even laugh.

Commander Song decided to handle the matter in a mild manner. As for choosing a domineering approach, he felt it might be dangerous, given the current situation.

This person has a very bad temper.

Many things that they felt they couldn't do, the other party did without any scruples.

Thinking of this, Commander Song took out His Highness's token, walked up to Lin Fan, and handed it over. "Chief Lin, this is His Highness's token. I am also acting on His Highness's orders to take Ximen Hai away. I hope Chief Lin can cooperate."

Lin Fan took the token; it felt heavy in his hand.

The golden plaque is engraved with two fierce dragons, and the words "Ninth Prince" are prominently displayed in the center.

He weighed it in his hand, and before Song Qianhu could react, he suddenly clenched his fingers, and with a cracking and twisting sound, the hard token was bent and deformed by his bare hands.

Under Song Qianhu's horrified gaze, Lin Fan calmly shoved the piece of scrap metal back into his hand.

"Cooperate? What kind of cooperation?"

"You..." Commander Song looked at the broken token in his hand and exclaimed in shock, "You actually dared to destroy His Highness's token, Chief Squad Leader Lin, do you really have no respect for His Highness?"

Lin Fan snorted. "This Commander Song, I see you're from an outer prefecture. Let me give you a piece of advice: don't try to talk nonsense with me in Anzhou Prefecture. You say Zhuoming Prefecture is managed by the Ninth Prince, then let me ask you, is my Anzhou Prefecture also managed by a prince?"

Commander Song truly hadn't expected that Chief Lin would be so stubborn. If it were anyone else, they would have immediately agreed. Since it was the prince's order, then let him take him away.

But now, this Lin Zongban is asking him if Anzhou Prefecture is also under the jurisdiction of the Ninth Prince.

What does this mean?
Is this a trap set for the Ninth Prince?
Thinking of this, Commander Song took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Chief Lin, you flatter me. Anzhou Prefecture is naturally not under the jurisdiction of the Ninth Prince, but..."

"Since it's not under his jurisdiction," Lin Fan said, his voice suddenly rising like thunder before he could finish, "then why should I release the criminal Ximen Hai and pardon his crimes?"

"As the Chief of the Anzhou Garrison, I hold the power of maintaining order in the prefecture and its eight counties. Ximen Hai has committed heinous crimes, which is intolerable to Heaven. Now, the Ninth Prince has sent you with troops and knives to break into my garrison and threaten me to release him, all for the sake of such a villain?"

"In that case, I will report to His Majesty and inquire what the Ninth Prince's intentions are in this matter."

Lin Fan brought out the best in the characteristics of the "rolling meat".

Just get out of here.

It's a knife.

No one could stand still amidst the rolling waves.

Commander Song opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment. "Chief Lin, you can't say such things carelessly. When did His Highness the Ninth Prince say that he would pardon Ximen Hai?"

Lin Fan said, "Commander Song, you say I'm talking nonsense? Fine, fine, I heard it clearly. The Ninth Prince intends to pardon Ximen Hai's crimes."

Nima.

Commander Song felt a tightness in his chest, as if he were about to vomit blood.

He really doesn't dare to be violent towards Lin Fan now.

The fact that he kicked two people away earlier is enough to show how powerful he is. And the fact that he just rolled up the token is something that a normal person can do.
Qin Zhenfu, who had been silent until now, quickly stepped forward and said, "Captain Lin, Commander Song, calm down. There must be some misunderstanding. Chief Lin, don't offend the Ninth Prince over Ximen Hai. You are young and your future achievements are limitless."

Lin Fan glanced at Commander Qin and sneered, "Commander Qin, shut your mouth! Are you trying to trap me? Did you plan to wait for me to say something like, 'So what if you're angry?' Do you think I'm afraid of the Ninth Prince?"

Qin Zhenfu took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart.

He was right.

That was indeed his idea, but he never expected that he would see through it.

Just when he thought Lin Fan would back down a bit, Lin Fan angrily said, "Ever since I learned some of the truth, I have never thought of backing down to anyone. Ninth Prince? I am angry, so be it. For a villain who is beyond redemption, you actually sent people here with knife-wielding soldiers in an attempt to make me relent and let him go?"

"Let me tell you, it's impossible. No matter who he is, even a prince is useless."

“Go back and tell your so-called Ninth Prince that I, Lin Fan, said those words.”

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone at the scene stood frozen in place, staring blankly at Lin Fan.

The constables stared dumbfounded at their head constable, feeling a chill run down their spines.

For them, the royal family is someone they can never offend; the entire country belongs to the royal family.

Ning Yu was so excited by her master's words that she clenched her fists.

I felt that my master's charm was amplified infinitely at this moment.

The two attendants knew Lin Fan was incredibly audacious, but they never expected him to be this bold.

These words are utterly treasonous.

Song Qianhu stared at Lin Fan, momentarily speechless. He was completely stunned by the aura Lin Fan had just unleashed and the words he had spoken.

He had seen far too many officials.

They would cooperate more readily than anyone else when they heard a prince's order.

"Insolence!" Commander Song raised his voice, angrily rebuking, "Chief Lin, how dare you show such contempt for His Highness the Ninth Prince? Do you know that disrespecting His Highness is a capital offense?"

He hoped Lin Fan would quickly back down.

"How dare you!!!" Lin Fan's voice was louder than Song Qianhu's. "The first page of the law clearly states that the emperor is subject to the same laws as the common people. I have studied the law diligently, determined to serve as an official, to clean up the world, and to bring a bright and fair world to the people. Does the Ninth Prince intend to be above the law and disregard the law of the country?"

Song Qianhu's breathing suddenly became rapid, his chest heaving violently; he was about to be driven mad by Lin Fan.

"Chief Lin, could you please not try to complicate things?"

"Nonsense! You're the one who's complicating things. I'm just upholding the law, but you keep talking about the Ninth Prince. Fine, I'll do as the Ninth Prince says. Whether or not you've broken the law is irrelevant. How about I release all the prisoners in the jail and have the Ninth Prince grant a general amnesty?"

Lin Fan wasn't thinking about what he was saying; he just opened his mouth and started spouting whatever he wanted.

They already have this much strength.

They must do whatever they want.

He is least afraid of offending people; the more people he offends, the better. Only when everyone wants to kill him will he truly realize the necessity of his own strength.

Otherwise, if there's no threat involved, he'd think this strength is dispensable.

This is something you absolutely must not think.

"You...you." Commander Song went mad, he was really about to go mad. This Commander Lin really wanted the Ninth Prince dead. If this matter reached the Emperor's ears, the Ninth Prince would surely suffer.

"What do you mean, 'you'?" Lin Fan didn't give him a chance to breathe. "I'll put my words right here. Will you speak or not? After all, you came with the Ninth Prince's orders, and you brought Prefect Zhao and Commander Qin to put pressure on me. I'm a coward and can't be intimidated."

"Huh?" Commander Qin looked bewildered. "Chief Lin, I didn't say anything from beginning to end!"

"Whether you said it or not, your arrival is an act of pressure," Lin Fan said angrily.

Qin Zhenfu had never submitted to anyone in his life, but now he truly admired Commander Lin. This guy was inhuman; his thinking was simply not human.

at this time.

Mr. Ximen, who was feeling slightly better, stared blankly at the situation before him.

He hadn't expected things to escalate to such an extreme degree.

So what if they just let my son go?
Was it necessary to make this a big deal?

Sudden.

Commander Song seemed to sense something was amiss behind him. He turned around and saw that the courtyard entrance was now filled with onlookers, all of whom looked equally stunned.

Some of the people even had tears in their eyes, their gazes towards Lin Fan filled with unspeakable emotion.

They never expected that Master Lin would dare to offend even the Ninth Prince for their sake.

They even tore off all pretense of civility.

They showed no regard for how they would be targeted in the future.

A poor, pedantic scholar who had some knowledge of officialdom said, "Master Lin is so young, yet he is already a senior officer and a loyal and brave captain. If Master Lin knew a little about how to curry favor in officialdom, it wouldn't be difficult for him to rise to the highest ranks of officialdom in the future. But now... he has personally cut off his own path to success!"

As soon as these words came out.

The people at the scene were deeply moved.

"Master Lin!!!"

"Chief Lin!!!"

She called out with heartache.

They could not imagine just how much pressure Master Lin was under at that moment.

Commander Song shouted angrily, "Who let you in? Get out!"

He hadn't expected that the people had overheard what he had just said. If it were to spread unchecked, the consequences would be unimaginable.

boom!
Lin Fan kicked Song Qianhu to the ground.

"Who gave you the audacity to rebuke the people I cherish?" Lin Fan glared angrily. "Anzhou Prefecture belongs to the people, and Zhi'an Prefecture belongs to the people. The people have the right to know everything they say and do. They can come and go as they please. When did it become your place to interfere?"

As soon as these words came out.

This instantly ignited the public's emotions to a fever pitch!

"Waaah... Master Lin."

The people were deeply moved by Lin Fan's words.

Some emotionally sensitive people can cry easily, their eyes turning red.

When the soldiers saw their commander being kicked, they all drew their weapons, while the onlookers shouted.

"Fellow villagers, grab your weapons! We must protect Chief Lin and not let him get into danger."

"Fuck your mother, if you dare touch Master Lin, I'll chop you all to death with a butcher knife."

"Son, come home quickly and bring us our wood-chopping axe."

"Call for help, quickly call for help."

In an instant, the crowd surged with emotion. Some of the people outside grabbed stools, while others dismantled the stall's wooden sticks and used them as weapons.

It was as if a conflict was about to erupt.

"stop."

Commander Song scrambled to his feet in a panic. He couldn't let a conflict break out; if bloodshed occurred, he would be completely finished.

Don't even mention how much blame he'll have to take then.

Even the Ninth Prince is likely to be in big trouble.

He dared not linger any longer, waving his hands repeatedly at Lin Fan, his tone almost pleading, "Chief Lin, we won't release him, we won't release him. I'm sorry for disturbing you, farewell... farewell!"

Commander Song couldn't wait a moment longer.

Wave.

He hurriedly left with his soldiers.

As they passed through the angry crowd, they were met with countless scornful glances and undisguised spitting.

(End of this chapter)