Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Sifang Street, Zhao Family.

The entrance to the small courtyard, made of bluestone, is adorned with lanterns that are neither new nor old.

This family has been running a pastry business on the street for several generations, and they've even opened a branch shop, making them quite well-known.

Their family wasn't exactly wealthy, but they were comfortably well-off.

At this moment, many onlookers gathered outside the courtyard, peering with lingering fear into the open gate, discussing amongst themselves.

"We just had their banquet a few months ago, how did things turn out like this?"

"You don't know anything. I felt something was wrong right away. They're a family that sells cakes. Where would they get the fortune and wealth to buy precious medicine for their wife's pregnancy and then celebrate it?"

"So it turns out his beautiful wife was secretly colluding with the Fiend Wolf Gang, making who knows how much dirty money she'd amassed. Now look what's happened—not only has his wife been arrested by the police, but he's also lost his life!"

Envious onlookers marveled at the sight, but just as they were talking, someone bumped into them on the shoulder.

He turned around in confusion, his face instantly turning pale. He quickly shrank back and disappeared back into the crowd.

There really were ferocious wolves coming!

"Actually, there's nothing to see." Dong Cheng followed the young man reluctantly, feeling a headache coming on.

In the end, it's nothing more than the trivial matters of the White Tiger Hall.

It is indeed a precious medicine, but if you want to use it in alchemy, it is best to nurture it with vitality for a period of time beforehand.

So the family that sold pastries suddenly had a stroke of good luck and "accidentally" received news of the elixir.

I heard that this medicine can protect both mother and child and even make the baby naturally intelligent.

Boss Zhao spent a fortune to bring the elixir into his home and successfully fed it to his wife, allowing its effects to permeate the fetus in her womb.

Now it's almost time for her to give birth.

Since Liu Zhen had earned a considerable sum of money from selling medicine, he naturally had to take over the "miracle medicine" and deliver it to the White Tiger Hall.

As for excuses, well, they'll just pick the one that's easiest to use...

"Colluding with wolves?" Lin Shu listened to the discussions around her and slowly walked through the crowd.

The constable's single sentence defined the family's situation.

Ordinary people on the street, instead of living their lives properly, dare to collude with vicious wolves.

This is going too far.

What's outrageous is that Lin Shu, a ferocious wolf from Sifang Street, was completely unaware of this.

It's one thing for me to be a newcomer, but even Dong Cheng hasn't mentioned it.

This aroused Lin Shu's curiosity.

"Don't look at me like that. We're in this situation already. Who would be crazy enough to collude with us? That's just how Liu does things. You'll get used to it."

Dong Cheng shrugged helplessly, glanced at the top of the young man's head, and muttered, "I already told you not to come over."

Not only did he not get his hands on the money, but he also failed to please the White Tiger Gang, though he managed to catch the pot that was dumped on his head.

As the newly appointed leader of this area, the people naturally believe that the blame for this incident lies with Master Lin.

If they had the power to manage it, that would be fine, but now that they can't, aren't they just asking for trouble?

really.

As Lin Shu led Dong Cheng to the entrance of the courtyard, the surrounding crowd quieted down.

Envy was a minority; most people were actually more curious about what Zhao's wife had done for the Blackwater Gang that required the authorities to forcibly arrest her while she was giving birth.

Doesn't this new, ferocious wolf have any objections to this?

Or perhaps, they dare not voice their opinions...

"Let's take a look first."

Ignoring the strange looks from those around her, Lin Shu stepped into the courtyard.

The entire family in the courtyard, including servants and maids, were so frightened that they almost collapsed to the ground.

Even when they saw Dong Cheng, the wolf cub, they didn't react much, all staring intently at the ground.

There was a man lying there.

He was well-dressed, but his silk robes were now in a disheveled state, seeping with warm blood.

His body was covered with marks from blunt force trauma, a chunk of his head was caved in, and his back was covered with horrifying gashes. Clearly, he had been beaten severely before being hacked to death.

"It must be because he resisted arrest and angered that guy surnamed Liu."

Dong Cheng rubbed his hair, feeling a little regretful.

I actually quite like the Zhao family's pastries; they're sweet, soft, and chewy. This kid's skills are good; he makes them no worse than his father.

However, judging from this situation, it seems we won't be able to eat it again in the future.

Resisting arrest?

Lin Shu lowered her eyes and looked over.

The man's fingers were gripping the ground tightly, and in his last moments before he breathed his last, he still tried to chase after the door.

Beside it lay a broom covered in bloody handprints.

This was perhaps the most suitable weapon he could grab at any time.

The man, armed only with this thing, fought off several armed guards, hoping to use this ridiculous contraption to protect his wife and children.

"Tsk." Lin Shu stood with his hands at his sides, staring at the corpse. His expression remained unchanged, but a hint of indifference quietly emerged in his eyes.

This person dared to resist arrest with a broom; that was indeed very dangerous.

It's likely that the constables were frightened, which is why they insisted on beating the man to death in front of the family.

"..."

The silence of this newly emerged ferocious wolf gradually made the people outside the courtyard uneasy.

The people of Xicheng just want peace and stability.

Whether they sided with the government or submitted to the Blackwater Gang, they were simply trying to save their lives.

After all, neither side is a good thing.

The Zhao family may or may not have colluded with the wolves, but that doesn't matter.

The important thing is that, through his own actions, Officer Liu demonstrated who truly held the lives of the people on this street in their hands.

No matter how many wolves are brought in, the outcome will not change.

"Let's go, let's go."

Seeing that the matter was settled, someone sighed, and the onlookers dispersed in a flurry.

The area outside the Zhao family compound suddenly became much quieter.

"Well, I've completely lost face this time."

Dong Cheng clicked his tongue. What's the point of watching this spectacle?

He glared angrily at the Zhao family members around him and hissed, "Hurry up and collect the body! Are you all out of your minds?"

Now that Liu Zhen has already taken the man in, the charges against him will likely be laid out in an orderly fashion by tomorrow at the latest.

If this family wants to survive, they have to swallow their pride and stop making a fuss. They should also prepare a generous tribute to Officer Liu.

If the other party is in a good mood, they might spare the lives of this whole family.

Upon hearing this, the Zhao family members looked dejected.

They knew that Dong Cheng's words carried no weight on this street, and that the fierce wolves above their heads had changed three times in a row, so they hadn't had any expectations for the two of them to begin with.

But what the other person said is true.

Even though the women in the family were taken away, the fate of their unborn children was unknown, and the pillar of the family was beaten to death on this spot.

We ourselves are not allowed to cause trouble.

If you want to live, then endure it!

Just then, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

This was accompanied by a loud roar.

"The evidence is not yet conclusive, and this matter requires further investigation. All of you, stop!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a dark-skinned constable rushed in in a panic.

He clutched the sweat-soaked note in his hand, his movements stiff as he held it high.

"Stop it, all of you..."

Chang Yi stared at the limp figures filling the courtyard, then looked at the corpses at his feet, his arms hanging limply at his sides.

"Ho! Ho!"

He remained silent for a long time, his breathing becoming increasingly heavy, as if sweat was stinging his eyes, and his eyes suddenly turned blood red.

Clang!

The unusually inexperienced constable suddenly gripped the hilt of his knife, drawing the chilling blade from its sheath, his fingers trembling.

Upon learning of this, he immediately obtained approval from his superiors and rushed over.

But it was too late.

Looking at the corpse in front of him, Chang Yi suddenly found those rules somewhat ridiculous.

Why is it that in the entire Blackwater City, it seems that only I am subject to these rules and regulations?

Compared to the tattered paper in his hand, he felt an urge to draw his sword and chop those bastards to pieces!

"What's wrong with you...?"

Dong Cheng was initially startled by the sound of the sword being drawn.

Upon seeing the person's face clearly, a look of surprise suddenly flashed across his eyes.

It turned out to be this famous, seemingly foolish, Master Chang.

The other party is too naive; in terms of experience, how could they possibly outmaneuver a seasoned shrew like Liu Zhen?

But what if, in a fit of anger, someone actually drew their knife and chopped that Liu guy up... Hey! Wouldn't Sifang Street be in for a treat?

As for how this hothead will be dealt with, what does that have to do with us, the members of the Fierce Wolf Hall?

"Hey ha."

Thinking of this, Dong Cheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

But the next moment, he saw his own fierce wolf slowly walk over and casually put Chang Yi's long sword back into its sheath.

The young constable paused for a moment, then buried his head back down.

"I know you've seen this kind of thing before and think it's no big deal, but don't stop me, I can't swallow this!"

Chang Yi clenched his teeth, tears welling in his eyes despite the stinging sweat: "These sons of bitches!"

Brother Zhao and his wife treated him well. When he patrolled the streets, they would often prepare some tea and pastries and invite him to sit in the shop for a while.

Why should those two good people be arrested and beaten to death by those people without any solid evidence?

"Who's going to stop you?"

Lin Shu looked at him, slightly speechless: "I just wanted to say, the person is gone, are you trying to scare the ghost with a knife?"

"Secondly..." He looked at the note in the charcoal-covered man's hand and sighed, "Sometimes you have to be flexible when doing things."

After saying that, Lin Shu stepped out of the courtyard.

Dong Cheng followed after him with a sense of regret.

So this kid is someone Master Lin knows. Sigh, I was hoping to see them fight like dogs.

Now that the young constable has learned to be flexible, what will happen to Sifang Street...?

"I'm going back now." Lin Shu stretched her arms a little.

"Don't worry, I'll come and report to you immediately if anything happens."

Dong Cheng forced a smile, cupped his hands in greeting, and prepared to turn around.

However, before he could take a step, his whole body staggered.

"Oh, and remember to bring me the ledger you mentioned before nightfall."

The young man's words didn't carry much emotion; just like at the food stall earlier, he casually mentioned it and was simply looking for some entertainment.

But those words alone were enough to turn Dong Cheng's face deathly pale.

Indeed, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

As expected of the Greedy Wolf.

On their very first day, the other party tried to use the account book to blackmail Liu Zhen into handing over silver!

If this were so simple, wouldn't I have done it myself? Why would I have waited for you, Lord Wolf, to do it?

"Go."

At the entrance of the courtyard, Lin Shu casually gazed at the long street.

Have you seen this before?

It doesn't seem like I'm particularly used to it.

Whether it was running to the West City to save the orphan and widow for the old woman, or pinning Zhang Ci to death downstairs in Qingliu Lane.

They all have a pretext of taking money and doing something in return.

But it seems I haven't received the money yet.

Fine, if they confiscate it, they confiscate it.

I'll owe it to you for now.