This son-in-law is wicked in a good way!

Guo Sanbao reached out and smoothed the hat strap that was hanging down to his ear, the movement elegant, but his voice sharp.

"Take all the survivors back with you!"

"They just keep giving us a hard time every day."

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

Without Guo Sanbao exerting any force, it simply flew away, completely defying the common sense of physics. Even Newton would be turning in his grave.

Mr. Yao gave a bitter laugh: "Grandmaster! Heh, I didn't lose unjustly..."

This world actually has martial arts, which are divided into three realms: external strength, internal strength, and neutralizing strength.

Most martial artists struggle with external strength, a few are born with exceptional talent and become masters of internal strength, and only a handful are blessed by heaven, encounter various opportunities, step into the realm of transformation, and become martial arts grandmasters.

Guo Sanbao was a rare martial arts master.

Otherwise, the Empress wouldn't have appointed him to lead the Night's Watch.

However, the martial artists in this world are far from being powerful enough to transcend the ordinary.

Even a grandmaster can be killed if you take a few thousand lives.

In the previous dynasty, there was a Grand Master who protected the country. In order to defend the imperial city, he was trapped and killed by three thousand soldiers.

Of course, if a Grandmaster wants to escape, it is very difficult to kill him unless an opponent of the same level can hold him back.

"Leave a few people to clean up the bodies, and the rest will escort the prisoners back to the yamen."

Zhao Qianshan waved his hand and gave the order.

Seeing his reinforcements captured, Sun Xing was so angry he nearly vomited blood. When Mr. Yao was escorted past him, he angrily cursed, "What a bunch of useless trash! Didn't he know to bring more men?"

Mr. Yao was almost furious. He had risked his life to save this spoiled brat, only to be met with a complaint.

As a top master of internal strength, apart from a handful of grandmasters, where in the world could he not go?

It's such a waste!

So in return, Mr. Yao prepared to give him a big gift.

……

Zhang Ping'an rushed back to the Night Watchmen's Office from the Left Prime Minister's residence.

Wang Qisheng has been released from prison with good news.

"Hey, Ping An, didn't you go to the Left Prime Minister's birthday banquet? Why are you back so soon!"

"The birthday banquet is over. Have you caught the assassin?" Zhang Ping'an asked nervously.

Wang Qisheng looked him up and down in surprise: "Are you so sure there will be an assassin?"

Ha, Lord Sun was jumping around at the Left Prime Minister's birthday banquet to make his presence known, all to create an alibi. If he hadn't sent assassins to break him out, would his performance have been worthwhile?

"Brother Wang, just tell me if you've caught him or not?" Today is the last day. If you haven't caught him, then you'll have to release Sun Xing and then face his endless revenge.

Zhang Ping'an didn't want to be unable to sleep peacefully.

"Of course we caught them! With Lord Dian personally overseeing things, what assassin couldn't we catch?" Wang Qisheng said with admiration when he spoke of Lord Dian.

Zhang Ping'an was also greatly surprised: "Lord Dian, they've already made a move?"

"Yes, there were three Golden Guards left. In the end, the assassin almost escaped. At the critical moment, the Palace Master descended from the sky and subdued the assassin with a single palm strike."

As Wang Qisheng spoke, he gestured wildly, making it sound as if the temple master was a god descended from heaven.

Damn, that old fox is so cunning... I'll have to be careful around him in the future.

"I'll go to the jail and interrogate these assassins."

Zhang Ping'an turned and walked towards the prison.

"Hey, hey... where are you going? The boss has already interrogated them. They confessed, they confessed everything, they were sent by Sun Guihua."

Wang Qisheng produced a confession, which was signed and fingerprinted.

? ?

"He confessed so quickly?" Zhang Ping'an was a little confused. What kind of people did Sun Guihua hire?

"Hehe, you wouldn't know this, but we have to thank Young Master Sun Xing for this..."

After hearing Wang Qisheng's explanation, Zhang Ping'an exclaimed that he was a terrible teammate, a complete savior.

A top-tier expert at the peak of internal energy came to save you, and instead of kowtowing to thank him for his great kindness, you cursed him.

That's great, they've turned against us. True masters always have their pride.

Zhang Ping'an could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Now, we can finally convict Sun Xing and his son."

However, these charges were not enough to completely destroy the Sun family. What truly led to the confiscation of their property and the extermination of the entire clan was the arson case in the west of the city.

"What about the West City massacre? Does anyone among these assassins know about it?" Zhang Ping'an asked nervously.

Wang Qisheng shook his head and sighed, "Ping An, none of these people know about the arson case in the west of the city."

"Damn it, looks like I still need to find a way to get those White Lotus followers to talk!" Zhang Ping'an had a toothache.

He had already met those people; they were all people who had lost hope in the world, and all they could think about was how to take revenge on it. Getting them to talk was much harder than getting a female student to open her legs.

"Can we find out the identities of those White Lotus sect members?" Zhang Ping'an wanted to start by investigating their social connections.

"I can't even find their names; they're all desperate criminals," Wang Qisheng said, somewhat annoyed.

Zhang Ping'an was completely discouraged.

Seeing this, Wang Qisheng comforted him, "Forget about Ping An. This one charge alone is enough to make Sun Guihua lose his official robes."

"Your friend's crimes can also be cleared."

You should be happy.

"We should be happy, this crisis has finally passed smoothly." Zhang Ping'an said this, but he couldn't really be happy.

"Let's have a celebration at the brothel tonight, it's your treat this time!" Old Wang said with a wicked grin.

Old Wang hasn't forgotten that their mission to straighten out Zhang Ping'an from last time is still incomplete.

How can a gay man appear among a group of real men?

This is too dangerous.

What if they spend a lot of time together in the future, and Zhang Ping'an wants to make advances on them?

Old Wang couldn't even bear to think about the scene.

Straighten it out, it must be straightened!

"Okay, this time it's on me."

Zhang Ping'an naturally wouldn't refuse; he's not short of money now.

As for Miss Lu's warning... just ignore what women say.

The Sun residence.

Sun Guihua paced anxiously in his study, waiting for news from Mr. Yao.

Instead, all they got was a panicked butler banging on the door.

"Master, something terrible has happened..."

Sun Guihua immediately stepped forward, opened the door, and reprimanded him with a gloomy expression: "What kind of behavior is this, all in such a panic?"

"Sir, Mr. Yao has been arrested by the Night's Watch!"

Suddenly, Sun Guihua felt a darkness before his eyes, a dizzying sensation, and almost fainted.

I managed to hold onto the door frame before I fell.

"What did you say? Mr. Yao is a peerless martial artist, how could he possibly be captured by the Night's Watch?"

Sun Guihua simply didn't believe it.

"My lord, it's true. The so-called joint trial by the three judicial departments of the Dali Temple is nothing but a conspiracy."

"The Night's Watch has already laid a trap, just waiting for our men to break up the prisoners."

"According to the spies, three Gold Guards were present at the Night's Watch, and even the Lord of the Night personally intervened."

thump!

Sun Guihua could no longer remain calm and plopped down on the ground.

"It's over, it's all over..."

"That damned little beast, I'll tear him to pieces! Aaaaaah..."

Sun Guihua's roar echoed throughout the courtyard.

However, being a man who had seen many storms, he immediately calmed down and gave the order.

"Wait a moment, I'll write you a letter of divorce. Take it to Wenxin Tower immediately and give it to the person in room number one of the Heavenly Palace."

Sun Guihua immediately stumbled to the back of the desk, wrote a few words, hurriedly stuffed them into a yellow paper envelope, and handed it to the steward.

"Remember, you must personally hand it over to the person in room number one."

"Remember, whatever you do, don't let anyone find out."

"Rest assured, sir, I will personally deliver the letter to that person!" The butler nodded emphatically, then turned and quickly left.