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Qingxi County, South Gate.

Zhou Heng paced back and forth under the city gate tower with his hands behind his back, pausing from time to time to look around, as if waiting for something.

"Lord Zhou, please don't worry."

Liu, the clerk, followed Zhou Heng and softly comforted him, "Chief Mu is a lucky man, blessed by heaven. He is exceptionally talented and capable; he will surely be alright. Besides, Chief Xue is also here; don't you trust his abilities?"

Although Liu the clerk's words made sense, Zhou Heng couldn't help but worry.

"Well, I hope so."

Zhou Heng sighed.

"Da da da~~~"

Just as Zhou Heng frowned, a crisp sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from the official road in the distance.

He subconsciously looked up and saw several tall horses first, followed by a simple-looking wooden cart.

The driver, Zhou Heng, looked familiar; he was an old constable named Lao Fang, one of Mu Yang's subordinates.

Beside him stood Mu Yang, whom Zhou Heng had been worried about for a long time.

Upon seeing Mu Yang appear unharmed, Zhou Heng's worried expression vanished, replaced by a smile as he prepared to greet him.

Suddenly, he froze.

As he got closer, he noticed what the mountain-like thing on the wooden cart was.

Seven rat demon heads, neatly stacked together!

And six enormous, headless demon corpses.

Dark red demon blood, not yet completely dried, dripped down the cracks in the wooden planks, and a gentle breeze carried a faint, bloody stench.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Zhou Heng's smile froze, his eyes filled with shock.

Liu, the clerk beside him, rubbed his eyes vigorously to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

The guards at the city gate, the vendors and pedestrians around them all stopped what they were doing, craning their necks and staring wide-eyed like copper bells.

The entire south gate fell into a deathly silence.

Only the wooden carriage, accompanied by the clatter of hooves, slowly approached.

"Master Zhou."

Mu Yang dismounted and bowed slightly to Zhou Heng, his tone as calm as ever, as if the wooden cart behind him was not carrying a terrifying and ferocious demon head and corpse, but just ordinary firewood and rice.

Seeing Mu Yang approach, Zhou Heng seemed to snap out of his daze. He pointed at the carriage and subconsciously swallowed, "Chief Mu, did you kill all of these people?"

Mu Yang nodded.

Wu Cai, standing to the side, interjected, "But we didn't kill them..."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Heng subconsciously looked at Xue She beside him.

Could it be that my brother-in-law's abilities have increased?

As Zhou Heng's thoughts raced, Wu Cai's voice continued, "By the time we arrived, Brother Mu had already killed all these rat demons. He did it all by himself!"

"one person?"

Zhou Heng exclaimed in surprise.

It's no wonder he lost his composure; in all his years of life, he had never seen such a formidable constable.

He felt that even his brother-in-law, who was the boss, might not be able to do this.

However, that wasn't all. Wu Cai pointed excitedly to the oldest-looking rat head on the wooden carriage: "Oh right, there's this one too."

"What is this?" Zhou Heng asked subconsciously, still not fully recovered.

Wu Cai grinned, saying with considerable pride, "This is the Yellow Wind Monster of Yellow Wind Mountain, whom my brother killed single-handedly!"

"Yellow Wind Monster!!"

Zhou Heng's voice rose a few decibels.

Seeing his usually composed brother-in-law's flustered expression, Xue She couldn't help but smile.

This was the same scene when he first saw Mu Yang carrying the head of the Yellow Wind Monster.

But that's normal.

After all, who would have thought that a young man who had just turned twenty could achieve such an impressive feat on his own?

"The shepherd chief is truly gifted and possesses extraordinary martial prowess!"

Zhou Heng stared intently at Mu Yang, his voice trembling slightly as he spoke: "It is truly a blessing for the people of Qingxi County to produce a figure like Mu Bantou! It is truly a blessing for the Great Jing Dynasty!"

"Lord Zhou, you flatter me." Mu Yang smiled slightly and said, "Slaying demons is simply the duty of a constable."

Seeing Mu Yang's humble attitude after achieving such an impressive record, Zhou Heng nodded inwardly.

No wonder they've achieved so much; their mindset alone puts them far ahead of others.

If he had killed the Yellow Wind Monster when he was twenty, he could have ridden on his father's head and painted. His father would have praised him for riding steadily and painting well, calling him the unicorn of the Zhou family!

"Come on, Chief Mu, today you have slain a demon and made a great contribution, it is a great joy, let's drink three cups!" Zhou Heng's face was flushed, and he excitedly invited Mu Yang to his home for drinks.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Lord Zhou."

Mu Yang, who happened to have something to ask, did not refuse.

As for the matter you asked about, it is naturally related to the Wang family.

The Wang family is different from the rat demons of Huangfeng Mountain. The rat demons are monsters, and as long as he is strong enough, he can kill them however he wants, and it doesn't matter how many he kills.

But the Wang family is different; after all, killing people and killing demons are somewhat different.

He was dressed properly in his constable uniform; he had no intention of becoming an outlaw.

"Old Fang, take the brothers and transport these demon corpses and demon heads to my courtyard. While you're at it, bring the brothers some warm wine and some music to dispel the evil spirits," Mu Yang said, turning to Old Fang and the others.

After saying that, he reached into his pocket, preparing to take out some silver.

"No need to trouble you with drinking, brother. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll pay for the drinks!" Wu Cai strode forward and said cheerfully.

Seeing that Wu Cai insisted on inviting him, Mu Yang did not refuse.

After all, he didn't have much cash on hand, and he had exchanged all the merit points he earned from slaying demons for martial arts.

However, after tonight, he will have plenty of money.

He exchanged all the martial arts skills in the county for silver; the remaining merit points could only be exchanged for silver.

"Wow, our class leader is amazing! He's so young, but he's probably on par with the head class leader!" Old Ye couldn't help but sigh as he watched Mu Yang leave with Zhou Heng and Xue She.

"I just hope the squad leader can stay in our county for a while longer," Old Fang chimed in.

"What do you mean? The foreman is leaving?" Old Ye asked, puzzled.

"Otherwise what? Do you think the squad leader is like you? No ambition, just playing cards all day long. How can a person like the squad leader stay in this small place in our county forever?" Old Fang complained.

"That's true." Old Ye nodded subconsciously, but quickly realized, "Wait a minute, what do you mean by 'thinking I'm the team leader'? You think you're so great? Wait till we get drunk later!"

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the other side.

Inside the banquet hall of the Zhou family residence.

Exquisite dishes filled the entire mahogany round table, and the aged Shaoxing wine exuded a mellow aroma that was intoxicating.

There weren't many people in the hall. Apart from the maids who were responsible for pouring wine and serving dishes, there were only Mu Yang, Zhou Heng, and Xue She at the table.

To be fair, the Zhou family truly deserves its reputation as a prominent family in the county. Although they may not be as famous as the three great families, their living conditions are quite good.

The dishes were elaborate and tasted excellent.

It's clear that Zhou Heng put a lot of effort into this meal.

After several rounds of drinks and five courses of food,

With a slightly flushed face, Zhou Heng suddenly dismissed the maids, then stood up, picked up his wine cup, and looked at Mu Yang with a complicated expression.

"Head Shepherd, I am so sorry!"

Upon hearing this, Xue She silently put down his chopsticks and looked at Zhou Heng.

Mu Yang also looked over, wondering what he was up to.