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Soon, Zheng, the clerk, brought over ten children.

To prevent the crying from disturbing the distinguished guests, he specially lit incense to make the children dizzy and tied their hands and feet with soft cloth strips.

They were neatly stacked on the ground, clean and white, like piglets just released from their cages.

"Sir, everyone's here, all ten, not one missing!" After saying that, Clerk Zheng, with great tact, bowed and stepped back, then turned and closed the door.

"Brother Sun's efficiency is as fast as ever!" The bald, burly man grinned, sticking out his thick, dark purple tongue to lick his lips.

Perhaps attracted by the scent of the children on the ground, thick saliva dripped from its tongue like silk threads.

Sun Shixin acted as if he hadn't seen anything, and simply smiled and said, "Brother Xie, if you have any needs, I will do my best to help."

After saying this, he slowly stood up: "Since the offerings have been delivered, I won't disturb Brother Xie's enjoyment any longer..."

"ah!!"

Just as Sun Shixin finished speaking and was about to turn and leave, a faint shout of killing suddenly rang out.

Sun Shixin frowned, glanced back at the bald, burly man in the study, and said, "It seems something has happened up ahead. Brother Xie, you continue. I'll go take a look."

The bald, burly man retracted his thick, saliva-covered tongue into his mouth and stood up unhurriedly.

Standing nearly ten feet tall next to Sun Shixin, he looked like a giant.

"Good things come to those who wait, there's no rush. Let me go with you to take a look first."

............

Meanwhile, in front of the county government office.

On the empty blue brick ground lay two headless corpses, their heads blown off.

The corpses were all wearing the same police uniform, clearly indicating they were serving police officers from Sancha County.

Beside the corpse were two open cloth bags, from which a dozen or so pieces of silver rolled out and scattered on the ground, gleaming white in the afternoon sunlight.

Mu Yang stood to the side of the corpse, the tip of the black gold four-sided mace in his hand hanging diagonally downwards, with rolling blood dripping down the mace, seeping into the cracks in the bricks, leaving dark, damp stains.

Behind him, Xiao Hei, with its jet-black mane, stood sideways in front of the door, exhaling thick white breath from its nostrils.

It raised its head slightly, its eyes looking down with disdain, as if it didn't care at all about the people who had gathered in front of the square.

The boy who was leading the way for Mu Yang was standing not far behind him.

Whether from nervousness or eagerness for revenge, his fists were clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"This...this lord of the Demon Slayer Division, what...what is the meaning of this?"

A constable dressed in a squad leader's uniform stood in front of the porch, looking at Mu Yang who killed without warning, and asked with some trepidation.

Lord Sun had already persuaded all the colleagues from the Demon Slayer Division that Master Sun had brought, so why did he pull this stunt today?

Mu Yang ignored the squad leader, who was only at the second level of the Bone and Tendon Realm.

His gaze passed over the foreman's shoulder and landed on several figures walking out from behind the porch.

Three men dressed in dark black outfits with the word "斩" (slay) embroidered in vermilion on their chests walked out, one in front and two behind.

They were actually demon-hunting captains from the Demon-Slaying Division.

The leader, who had a bronze token unique to the Demon-Slaying Division's Demon-Seeking Captain hanging from his waist, looked to be about forty-five or forty-six years old, with a dignified appearance.

He stopped at the threshold, his gaze sweeping over the two headless corpses on the ground before rising to rest on Mu Yang's face.

The unfamiliar young faces were either newcomers to the Demon Slayer Division or captains from other prefectures.

However, only first-class demon-hunting captains are qualified to be dispatched by the Demon-Slaying Division. Mu Yang's young face suggests that he is not very old.

Therefore, it is highly likely that they are a newcomer who just joined.

Taking it down isn't difficult.

However, before that, we need to find out where his teammates are.

We mustn't let the news leak out.

Having made his judgment, a slight smile appeared on his lips, as if he hadn't seen the corpse on the ground at all, and he said in a gentle tone:

"I am Sun Yingjie, a second-class demon-hunting captain in the Demon-Slaying Division of Qinghe County."

"I wonder what official business brings you to the Sancha County government office?"

"I am a native of Sancha County. If you need anything, please feel free to ask."

Mu Yang glanced at Sun Yingjie, who was smiling insincerely, and then at the two Demon Slayer Captains standing behind him.

It became clear immediately.

He had seen powerful local clans collude with demons, and he had also seen local officials collude with demons. He never expected that even the Demon Slayer Bureau had corrupt officials colluding with demons!

Indeed, what is noble is never a profession, but a person!

Mu Yang spoke calmly, "Could Lieutenant Sun please explain to me what the River God Festival is?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Yingjie's smile widened, as if he had already guessed that Mu Yang would ask about this matter.

He smiled and said, "It's just a local traditional festival that the county holds once a year, specifically for praying for blessings and warding off disasters."

"You may be new to the Demon Slayer Bureau and unaware that such local customs are governed by the local government and not by our Demon Slayer Bureau."

As he spoke, he stepped half a step to the side and gestured for us to come inside: "It is fate that we, as colleagues, meet today. Why don't we come in and have a chat?"

"Although our Sancha County is remote, the bottom of the nearby Sancha River is full of treasures, and we often find some good products there."

"The other day I took my two brothers and we fished out a few precious medicinal herbs of good age, which are very suitable for the cultivation of us Qi Condensation Realm martial artists."

"How about we join forces, each calling a few colleagues, and go into the river to search for the medicine? What do you think?"

Sun Yingjie said this for two reasons: first, to tempt Mu Yang and see if there was a chance to turn enemies into friends; and second, to test where Mu Yang's teammates were.

Mu Yang naturally understood Sun Yingjie's probing intent, but he ignored it, remaining rooted to the spot, and spoke again:

"I'll ask one more time, what is the River God Festival! And where are those children?!"

The atmosphere in the room immediately became solemn upon hearing this.

Hearing Mu Yang's aggressive words, Sun Yingjie's smile finally vanished, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

Seemingly sensing the murderous intent in Sun Yingjie's eyes, the two demon-hunting captains beside him both reached for the hilts of their swords at their waists.

They had accepted the gifts from Sun Yingjie and Sun Shixin, so they were already in cahoots.

Once the news gets back to the Demon Slayer Division, everyone will be doomed!

"Why bother? I only considered you a colleague from the Demon Slayer Division, and that your cultivation is difficult at such a young age, but I never expected you to refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

Seeing that Mu Yang was determined to get involved, Sun Yingjie stopped pretending and laid his cards on the table: "Since you don't understand the rules, don't blame me for not showing any consideration for our colleagueship!"

As he spoke, he prepared to raise his hand, signaling the two of them to do it together.

Just then, footsteps came from behind the porch.

A bald, towering man, nearly ten feet tall and covered in scales, emerged from the shadows of the porch, each step he took producing a dull thud like metal hitting the ground.

Behind him followed the portly Sun Shixin, whose bloated figure made Magistrate Sun look like a ball of flesh against the backdrop of the burly man's imposing body.

"Brother Sun, why waste your breath on him!"