A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Li Shuwen was truly wronged this time.

The kind of injustice even greater than that of Dou E.

Since being relentlessly forced to drink by the coastal gang during the 749 Grand Martial Arts Competition, and after being subjected to two real-life incidents in Beijing, he has truly learned his lesson.

He finally understood: some money can be earned, but some money is earned by risking your life.

He's still young, he hasn't lived enough, and he doesn't want to be walking down the street one day and get stuffed in a sack, beaten up, and thrown into the sea to cause trouble.

But here's the question: if he doesn't paint gods and immortals, what else can he paint?

The answer is obvious.

Ji Zuo said.

Putting everything else aside, the doujinshi based on Ji Zuodao are selling like hotcakes.

The sales of that book, "Ji Ping Mei," propelled him into the middle class in Beijing, where he was able to buy a large apartment.

Sometimes, when Li Shuwen woke up in the middle of the night and looked at his bank card balance, he felt that this was outrageous.

He was just a illustrator, but he bought a house in Jinghai thanks to the books his boss made.

Who would believe that if I told them?

But the reality is just that surreal.

Ji Zuodao's face is both devilishly handsome and would be very popular in doujinshi.

She can pull off any terrible expression.

Whether they are domineering, ruthless, wicked, wronged, or bullied...

They all look good when they're drawn, and people will buy them.

This sometimes results in more women than men buying Himezado doujinshi.

Several wealthy women even waved banknotes, demanding that he write a script with a plot involving two men on top of each other, or two men on either side.

To be honest, he was tempted by that offer.

But now that he's an investigator for 749, he has to be mindful of the impact and maintain the unit's image.

Therefore, he politely declined all those unreasonable requests.

The main reason is fear of death.

He was afraid that Ji Zuodao would skin him alive.

After the incident at the Ming Dynasty Secret Realm, his creative enthusiasm soared to unprecedented heights.

After all, I had personally visited the inner palace. Although there were only palace maids inside, it was enough. Inspiration flowed out like a fountain, unstoppable.

Inspired by the illustrated edition of the erotic history of the imperial harem that Zhu Cheng had given him, he secluded himself for a week and created a comic that was unprecedented and unparalleled in history.

Ji Zuodao's Record of the Imperial Palace of the Ming Dynasty.

The artwork is exquisite, the plot is engaging, the characters are vivid, and the story is full of twists and turns.

It encompasses both personal love and the spirit of serving one's country and the world.

It contains both intrigue and fierce battles.

Upon its release, it received widespread acclaim and caused quite a stir in the Qi cultivation community.

Some even say this is the best historical fantasy comic with a touch of color in recent years.

Even Ji Ping Mei is slightly inferior.

So, taking advantage of his vacation, Li Shuwen thought he could earn some extra money and improve his literary skills by using these books. He took the latest chapter of "The Record of the Imperial Harem of the Great Ming Dynasty" to the Qi Refining Market to sell.

What? You're asking if this is illegal?

Please, he's now Investigator 749.

If he can't even skirt the line, what's the point of him being a 749 investigator?

Isn't the point of being a 749 investigator to legally skirt the line?

Besides, what he draws are comics, art, and literary creations; they are the pursuit and expression of beautiful things.

How can you call it skirting the edge? This is called promoting traditional culture.

He was sitting behind the stall, legs crossed, happily counting his money.

Business was good today. The new volume sold particularly well. Several regular customers bought three copies at once, saying they wanted to collect one, spread the word about one, and read one.

In short, Li Shuwen made a fortune.

He thought that now that things had come to this, no one would bother him anymore.

The results of it?

A guy who looked exactly like Ji Zuodao suddenly appeared and, without saying a word, overturned his stall.

It was incredibly swift and decisive. Without even a word, he came up and swept through the enemy ranks, turning his carefully set-up stall upside down.

Notebooks flew everywhere; some fell to the ground, some got stuck in trees, and some drifted into the roadside ditch.

Li Shuwen looked at the notebooks, which were covered in mud and filth, and felt a pang of heartache.

That guy wasn't satisfied with just overturning the stall; he also wanted to beat him up.

Li Shuwen was terrified at first.

Seriously, I was so scared I almost peed my pants.

Because this time he sold it secretly behind Ji Zuodao's back, and he wasn't planning to give out a share.

So he thought it was Ji Zuodao himself who had come to settle accounts with him.

The results of it?

He discovered that this guy had some skills, but that was about it.

His cultivation level was probably at the early stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm, but his moves were quite impressive and looked rather intimidating.

But those moves, though they looked flashy, were actually superficial and impractical.

Who is Li Shuwen? He's the one who utterly crushed all the prodigies at the 749 Grand Martial Arts Competition.

You think you can fight with this imposter?

Damn it, he's got Ji Zuodao's face and actually thinks he's Ji Zuodao?

So, he was pressed to the ground and rubbed against it.

That felt so satisfying, so cathartic.

Li Shuwen vented all the resentment he had accumulated over the past few days on this imposter.

Punch after punch, kick after kick, until the imposter howled and begged for mercy.

"I told you not to overturn my stall! I told you not to hit me! I told you not to act like a Taoist priest! You should take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror, do you even deserve to be called one?"

Li Shuwen hit and cursed at the same time, getting more and more excited as he hit and cursed.

More and more people gathered around, pointing and whispering, and a few even took out their phones to take pictures and videos.

Li Shuwen didn't care, since he was in the right anyway.

The imposter struck first; he was merely acting in self-defense.

Besides, he's now Investigator 749. Attacking Investigator 749 is an offense that deserves to be killed.

Finally, when his hands were sore from hitting, he stopped, panting heavily, and spat at the imposter curled up on the ground.

"Damn it, is that all you've got? You dare to show off?"

Li Shuwen squatted down, grabbed the imposter by the collar, lifted him up, and examined him carefully.

You know what, this face does look about 70-80% similar to Ji Zuodao's.

Those eyebrows, those features, that temperament—they all have a certain charm.

But upon closer inspection, the difference becomes apparent.

Ji Zuodao's eyes held a wicked, cynical glint.

The imposter's eyes held only a strange arrogance.

"Alright, come with me."

Li Shuwen patted his face and said in a tone that said, "You're in trouble."

"Assaulting Investigator 749, disrupting public order, and obstructing official business—these charges alone are enough to skin you alive."

Li Shuwen escorted him back to Bureau 749. On the way, the imposter behaved himself and didn't dare to cause any more trouble, probably because he was afraid of being beaten.

As Li Shuwen walked, he pondered how to report this matter to Ji Zuodao.

After all, this imposter is using Ji Zuodao's face.

Ji Zuodao must know about this.

As he was pondering this, he saw Su Xiaoxiao walking towards him.

"Hey, Shuwen, what...did you bring this thing back?"

Su Xiaoxiao looked at the guy who looked just like Ji Zuodao and was being held by Li Shuwen, and a hint of surprise flashed in her fox-like eyes.

As a big fan of Ji Zuodao, she knew at a glance that this person was not Ji Zuodao.

"An imposter, wearing the face of a boss, overturned my stall and even tried to attack me."

"Oh?" Su Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow, leaned closer, and carefully examined the imposter. "It really does look quite similar."

She stared for a while, then turned to look at Li Shuwen with a mischievous smile: "What do you think Xiaodaodao's reaction will be when he finds out about this?"

"How would I know?" Li Shuwen shrugged. "Anyway, I brought the person back. The rest is up to the boss."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded, then turned around and walked towards Ji Zuodao's office.

"Then I'll go call him."

She took a few steps, then turned back and winked at Li Shuwen: "By the way, could you save me a copy of your book, 'Ji Zuodao's Record of the Ming Dynasty's Imperial Harem?"

Li Shuwen paused for a moment, then grinned: "Alright!"