After infiltrating the main characters' group, I became the most beautiful woman in the world.

The carriage traveled along the moss-covered stone road, with vendors calling out their wares incessantly, and children occasionally laughing and playing among the crowds.

Luoyun City is currently located in the Southern Continent, but it is adjacent to the Western Yue. As the border between the two places, the city has both the refinement of the Southern Continent and the grand style of the Western Yue.

The road was bustling with pedestrians, including burly men carrying knives and tall women.

Su Ning sat in the car, looking around at the street scene with great interest. Last time she was "forced" to come, but this time she could take her time to explore.

Although there were many martial arts figures on the street, and quite a few of them were dressed in strange ways, few were as flamboyant as them. Not to mention that the group of people were all outstanding in appearance, the string of people tied to the back of their horses was enough to attract attention.

Many people turned their heads to look at them, and became even more curious when they saw that they were heading towards the government office.

For a time, they attracted quite a few people to follow behind them and watch the spectacle.

Su Gui and his group, bound and tied up, had walked all the way from Su Family Village to Luoyun City. Their faces looked as if they had swallowed bitter herbs, and being watched by the people around them made them even more embarrassed.

Su Ning stepped off the carriage and looked at the imposing government office before her. The original plot had already been stirred up by her butterfly wings. What would happen next?

Yue Zijin took down the drumsticks that were placed to the side, tossed them in his hand, and showed a look of disgust on his face: "Is this yamen just for show? These drumsticks are covered in so much dust, and no one has come to wipe them clean?"

The onlookers who had initially followed behind them also showed expressions of anticipation for a good show.

"The petition drum in front of the yamen hasn't sounded in a long time, has it? Looks like there's going to be a good show today."

"Hey! Didn't you notice that this group of people are all from important backgrounds? Didn't you see the whip on that girl in the middle? She's probably someone of great importance!"

"Sigh, so what if these people have some connections? This government office is rotten to the core. These days, who would come to the government office if they have a grievance? We common folk are better off saving up some money and going to the Ten-Mile Hanging Bell to ask for help."

The speaker received approval from everyone around him, one of whom added, "Indeed, if you ask me, these Jianghu organizations are sometimes no less capable than the imperial court."

"At worst, we could go to the Seven Star Merchant Guild and buy some things to get revenge; that would be better than coming here to beat the drum."

The voices of the common people were naturally heard by the group who were about to beat the drum. Although Yue Zijin did not show it on his face, he unconsciously tightened his grip on the end of the drumstick.

Su Ning naturally observed that in the early part of the novel, Yue Zijin still held hope for the imperial court, a hope that was as strong as his belief.

But the further the boy went, the more land he set foot on, the more alarming the scene of "the rich feasting while the poor freeze to death on the road" became.

This may also be an important reason for his change of mindset.

"Maybe... we should just give up. After all, these people have come all the way from the village today..."

The girl's voice was melodious as she looked up at the plaque in front of the government office. The surrounding people's chatter seemed to want to demote this most just place to dust.

But before she could finish speaking, the boy suddenly gripped his drumsticks tightly.

"Bang--"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A loud bang drew everyone's attention. With each beat, the drumbeats grew more urgent and powerful, like a torrential downpour from the sky.

Suddenly, the rain stopped.

The boy's lips curled into a smile, unrestrained and arrogant.

"I want to see if there is any law left in this world."

The wind ruffled the stray hairs on his forehead, and his voice, though arrogant and unrestrained, somehow commanded respect.

Suddenly, Su Ning felt a weight on her shoulder. Turning around, she saw Tang Xi smiling at her: "Don't worry, we're here."

She paused slightly, as if unsure what to say, and could only nod in agreement.

"Who dares to make such a ruckus in this important government premises!"

Just as the group was talking, the vermilion gate behind them suddenly opened. The man in the lead, who was about thirty or forty years old, had a goatee, wore an official hat, and looked them over with a scrutinizing gaze.

Several yamen runners followed behind him.

"Are you the one playing the drum?"

Yan Ping looked at Yue Zijin, who was dressed in a mismatched manner, and a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes.

"Do you know that, unless there is a major injustice involved, you have committed the serious crime of causing trouble, and this registrar has the authority to imprison you."

"Oh? Although I haven't read many books, I know that this yamen is managed by the county magistrate. Judging from this magistrate's self-designation as 'registrar,' I suppose you can't do anything to me, can you?"

Hearing Yue Zijin's provocative voice, Yan Ping's face contorted with rage, and he roared, "You brat, how dare you speak so arrogantly in front of the government office! Guards! Give this ignorant brat twenty heavy lashes!"

The surrounding crowd shook their heads and muttered under their breath, "Sigh, I knew you couldn't trust the government."

"I initially thought these people were quite capable, but I didn't expect them to be so weak."

"Alas, if someone truly had status, why would they need to seek justice from the government? I think they've really messed with them this time. That Chief Clerk Yan is the most mean-spirited; this young man is probably in for a rough time."

Just as the crowd below the steps was discussing the matter, all the constables behind the goatee-bearded man stepped forward to drag Yue Zijin away.

In the blink of an eye, the sword-wielding youth who had been quietly standing aside moved with lightning speed, using his hand as a blade. In the blink of an eye, the constables who had just formed an encirclement were all slapped back to Yan Ping's side by an irresistible force, falling to the ground and scattering.

"You...you've assaulted a high-ranking official of the imperial court!"

Yan Ping's eyes widened, and he hurriedly uttered a few words, showing that he never expected the people who came today to be such tough guys.

Some of the constables who were lying on the ground around him didn't even realize what was happening before they were slapped away.

"Heh... If all the people in the imperial court are such useless cowards, then I think this government office should just shut down as soon as possible," Pei Yunlian said coldly.

He usually associates with people from the martial arts world, and everyone there has some internal strength. Therefore, the people he just slapped away were weak and unsteady on their feet, and even their most basic bodies were as fragile as paper.

If all the officials in the government are such incompetent fools, it's no wonder the people came to such a conclusion.

Although Su Ning stood aside wearing a veil, she had a good demeanor. Even though everyone's attention was focused on the dispute in front of them, some people still glanced at her from time to time.

Just then, she suddenly felt an undeniable gaze upon her. Looking back, she saw nothing unusual in the crowd. You Xunchun, who was beside her, seemed to have noticed something and turned to look at her.

Su Ning nodded slightly to him, but did not intend to speak to him, and continued to focus her attention on the farce in front of her.

"Oh dear, Ice Face, how can you speak so carelessly? Be careful, or the Registrar will give you twenty lashes too," Yue Zijin mocked from the side.

Yan Ping did not want to argue with them. He looked around and finally realized that this group of people were not ordinary people, so he could only swallow his anger.

"Since you have struck the petition drum, it means you have something to report. Then come into the court and see the judge with me. He will surely uphold justice for you."

Yue Zijin nodded slightly and pointed to the group of people who were tied up. "Look, Chief Clerk, we've captured all the prisoners for you. Please don't let us down."

Yan Ping flicked his sleeves, and the yamen runners who had just been knocked down took over the prisoner's care. The group then entered the courtroom in a grand procession, watched by the crowd.