With half a game of chess, I vanquish all demons!

As Zhou, the county magistrate, had predicted, things unfolded exactly as he had.

Even after the seven warriors transformed into demons, they were still no match for the bronze warrior and all died at his hands.

The battle ended, and the Bronze Warrior was only slightly injured and otherwise unharmed.

The assassination attempt caused a great commotion, destroying numerous houses, burning half of the flesh of the mammoth-like Void Beast and breaking its legs, and turning the surrounding residents who couldn't escape into dried corpses, yet they failed to achieve even the most basic objective.

Not to mention Princess Yunchi, even the two strongmen were completely unharmed.

A feint to the east while attacking the west, resulting in defeat in both the east and west!

With his superhuman eyesight enhanced by the fusion of the eyes of the "Pupil Man," Zhao Yao gazed at the area around the Void Chariot, his brows slowly furrowing.

Beneath the twenty-meter-tall bronze warrior, as the mist dissipated, among the broken walls and ruins, the mummified corpses of commoners, young and old, in various poses, showing signs of struggle and fear, were revealed.

In order to kill the enemy as quickly as possible, the bronze warrior did not care about the civilians when he used his magic, and killed them as well.

"Whether it's Princess Yunchi or these guards, they don't care about other people's lives..."

If I didn't have this ability to create clones, I'd probably die in the same way a few days later.

As he thought to himself, his hands, hanging down, silently clenched into fists.

Forgot the Zhoucheng County Government Office.

"Does my husband know who this audacious person is who dared to assassinate the princess?"

The beautiful married woman looked at Zhou Yan, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she softly asked a question.

Zhou Yan remained silent for a few moments, then calmly said:

"Why does Madam ask this question?"

I didn't send anyone to assassinate him, so how would I know who did it?

Moreover, Yun Chi has been killing so many powerful individuals in my Wangzhou City without restraint. Isn't it only right that they come to retaliate?

"Why, Madam seems quite puzzled?"

"How dare those thieves?"

The beautiful woman stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Zhou Yan glanced at her but didn't say anything.

Since she thought that way, what else could he say?

……

On the city floor.

"The assassination attempt is over."

"Just then, the guards at the city gate have retreated. Wait a little longer, and I'll order the gates opened so you can leave."

County Magistrate Zhou glanced at the city, then at the dispersing strongmen outside the city, and turned to Zhao Yao to speak.

"Yes, please wait here for a moment, County Commandant."

Zhao Yao nodded, and the county magistrate of Chongzhou bowed.

County Magistrate Zhou laughed heartily, reached out, and patted his shoulder forcefully:

"Haha~ You can relax, stay here as long as you want, you can even stay here tonight."

"I get along very well with the county magistrate and would like to have a long talk with him here, but I have been away from home for many days and it is time for me to go home. I cannot stay here with the county magistrate any longer."

Zhao Yao smiled and spoke politely.

"That's true, I also feel a connection with you."

County Commandant Zhou shared a lot of information about martial artists and strongmen with Zhao Yao, and felt that their relationship had grown much closer.

"Alright, there will be plenty of opportunities to talk later. I'll go and have someone open the door."

"You don't need to be so wishy-washy. Hurry up and go. Otherwise, those strongmen will come back soon, and I'll have to close the door again, making you feel like you can't leave."

"I'll see the county magistrate another day. I'm off."

After saying this, Zhao Yao bowed and turned to walk down the city wall.

After a while, the city gate opened, and he quickly walked out of the city gate without hesitation, heading straight for his hometown, Zhaoqian Village.

Behind him, the two strongmen stopped pretending and openly followed him, not letting him out of their sight.

Two hours later.

In the afternoon, after a slow walk, Zhao Yao finally returned to Zhaoqian Village.

At the village entrance, villagers from several villages, wearing various face coverings, were enjoying the shade under several large trees.

The face coverings they wore were made of wood, bamboo, woven vines, or even large blades of grass picked casually from the roadside in the countryside.

Although the covers are mostly rough, they come in various shapes and sizes, giving them a very rustic and natural feel.

The villagers gathered together to cool off and chat, while some children ran and played around the adults, having a great time.

These children also had their faces covered.

Several smug children dug three holes in a large blade of grass to make eyes and a mouth. The long stem of the leaf protruded forward, like a strange nose. They tied it to their faces, and a very childlike face mask was created.

As mentioned earlier, the more a place emphasizes rules, the more likely it is to have such a mask to represent identity.

In rural villages, where people live in close-knit communities, there is a set of rules that govern their lives.

Feeling a bit unfamiliar, Zhao Yao quickly returned home and met her biological father, thanks to the friendly greetings from the villagers she passed by.

"Yao'er, you're back. Have you eaten? Dad will cook for you."

When Zhao Yao's father, Zhao Jiujiang, saw Zhao Yao suddenly appear at the door, his face showed excitement and helplessness.

Ever since Zhao Yao entered the county school and became a promising scholar, Zhao Jiujiang lost the authority a father should have when facing his child. Instead, he always treated him like a well-educated city gentleman, appearing polite, awkward, and unsure of what to do.

It wasn't just Zhao Jiujiang who was like this. In Zhaoqian Village, Zhao Yao's former playmates and elder neighbors also looked awkward when they saw him. They wanted to get close to him casually, but they were also uneasy and afraid.

"Father, I'm not hungry, you don't need to bother."

"Where's Zhao Liang? Why isn't he home?"

Zhao Yao shook her head and asked where her younger brother had gone.

He also didn't know how to get along with this father.

—As time went by, he was able to accept the memories and emotions of his predecessor.

"He's really into a girl from the neighboring village. You're looking for Xiao Liang? I'll go get him..."

As Zhao Jiujiang spoke, he hurriedly prepared to leave.

"No, no, I just wanted to ask, just wanted to ask."

Zhao Yao quickly stopped him, offered a brief explanation, and then didn't know what else to say.

The father and son stood facing each other in silence in the courtyard, awkwardly for a while, like two strangers who didn't know each other very well.

a long time.

Zhao Jiujiang scratched his head and said:

"I'll kill a chicken for you, go cook, go cook!"

After saying that, he could no longer bear the awkward and helpless atmosphere and ran straight to the backyard.

He deftly lit a fire in the stove, boiled a pot of water, caught the only hen, and slaughtered it with a knife, releasing a bowl of chicken blood.

Seeing the father's actions, Zhao Yao silently stepped forward to help.

The two men remained silent, scalded the chicken feathers with hot water, and worked together to prepare the old hen.

The atmosphere was finally less awkward.

Although the father and son were silent for a moment, their father-son bond remained, and it was demonstrated through their actions.

Before evening, Zhao Yao's thin, bony younger brother also returned home.

"Brother~ you're back?"

He saw Zhao Yao at home and was extremely excited.

Normally, because Zhao Yao attends the county school, he is extremely proud of himself among his peers.

The stewed chicken was ready, and the three bachelors, father and sons, sat at a tattered table and quickly devoured the chicken.

After the meal, Zhao Yao took out all the money he was carrying and forcefully handed it all over to his father, asking him to improve the family's life.

As night fell, Zhao Yao lay alone on his bed in the inner room, listening to the chirping of insects, recalling the events that had occurred since his transmigration, his mind wandering.

He thought and thought, and then he remembered the two strongmen who had always been with him, and couldn't help but mutter to himself:

They've followed us all the way to the village; I wonder where they'll sleep tonight, or if they'll sleep together...

As he was lost in thought, his mind suddenly became hazy, and he drifted off to sleep.

Princess Yunchi activated the "Dream-Connecting Magic".

Her luck has turned around.