Creation Color Master

At this time, the originally gathered troops in the City Lord's Mansion had dispersed, leaving only a part of them to guard the safety of the City Lord's Mansion.

A gust of wind blew, and the red lanterns on both sides of the gate swayed, casting shadows of the soldiers standing guard below that became longer and shorter.

A sense of solemnity permeated the air, and something seemed to flash by in the shadows.

At this moment, one of the soldiers who was standing guard seriously shuddered suddenly, then smacked his lips and continued to perform his guard duty, completely unaware of the long sword that was so close to his heart.

"Puff--Puff--"

Under the two men's horrified eyes, a pair of big hands had already covered their mouths and noses. No matter how they struggled, the next second the two men widened their eyes and saw the long sword directly piercing through their chests.

Two muffled groans were heard, and two bodies fell to the ground without attracting anyone's attention.

In the official court of the mansion, hearing Jia Weiren's ridiculous words, the two people in the hall looked at each other, both seeing speechlessness on each other's faces.

At this time, Chu Yunfei stood up and spat viciously.

"Jia Weiren, you are presumptuous to be a subject, saying such disloyal words. Stop making excuses for your fear of death, humph."

Seeing that Chu Yunfei dared to insult him and even tore off his fig leaf, Jia Weiren was immediately furious and said, "Chu Yunfei, you dare to scold me, do you think I dare not kill you?"

Chu Yunfei looked righteous and said, "Humph, even if you kill me, it won't cover up the fact that you are afraid of death. And I believe that the truth of this experience will be revealed one day."

"You will surely die without a burial place then, hahahaha, I'll be waiting for you down there."

Jia Weiren didn't want to have any more arguments with Chu Yunfei, so he shouted to the outside of the door: "Someone, take Chu Yunfei out and behead him."

Before Jia Weiren finished his words, the tightly closed door of the official hall suddenly opened, and a fierce murderous intent overwhelmed him. Jia Weiren, who was sitting in the hall, shuddered violently.

Everyone saw six black-clad, masked killers walking into the hall in pairs, their cold eyes fixed on everyone in the room.

Jia Weiren, who was sitting on the throne, stood up tremblingly, pretending to be calm, and said with the dignity of a city lord: "Who are you? Who allowed you to openly break into the government hall? Do you still have the laws of the dynasty in your eyes?"

At this moment, a voice came from outside the door, and the cold and plain voice reached the ears of everyone present.

"How dare you mention the word law in front of us? Ask yourself, are you worthy of mentioning it?"

Then, everyone saw a young man in white followed by three figures, who walked into the lobby one after another.

The young man's eyes were shocking, as if they could see through people's hearts, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

Jia Weiren wiped the sweat from his forehead, pointed at Chu Mo and said slowly: "Who are you? Do you know that trespassing into the government office without the city lord's summons is a serious crime and you should be sent to jail."

Chu Mo sneered and shouted, "Jia Weiren, are you worthy enough to stand here and talk to me? Are you worthy enough to exercise the power of the city lord?"

"Let me ask you, two hours ago, countless red-clothed ghosts broke into the city, and the people were brutally slaughtered. Hundreds of thousands of lives were lost. Where were you at the time? Why didn't you mobilize troops to suppress them?"

"Let me ask you, when this man led the soldiers defending the city to fight bravely and shed blood, and fought to the death in front of the people, defending the city wall, what were you doing?"

"Jia Weiren, get off here!"

Chu Mo's series of questions were shocking. Jia Weiren was sweating profusely at this moment, and his official robe behind him was soaked with sweat.

At this time, the blue-armored commander who was standing in the hall stood up and shouted at Chu Mo: "Who are you? How can my city lord do things without you teaching him? You are a little kid who hasn't even grown all his hair yet, but you are so eloquent and cruel."

As the voice of Qingjia Commander fell, Jia Weiren seemed to have regained his confidence and continued, "Commander Lin is right. Who are you? I still need you to teach me how to do things. Why don't you leave the hall quickly? I will forgive your sins."

Chu Mo was so angry that he laughed when he heard this.

Then he looked at the Qingjia Commander who had just insulted him and said in a cold voice, "Who am I? What is my identity? You are just a small commander and you are not worthy of knowing. Duanshui, Luanshen, slap me in the face."

In a second, two figures rushed towards the Qingjia Commander.

The Qingjia commander hadn't even managed to hold his drawn scimitar firmly before he was struck away by the Duanshui sword, followed by a loud slap.

The black-armored commander and Chu Yunfei just stood there and watched blankly. They were more focused on Chu Mo at the moment, because they were shocked by Chu Mo's lack of dominance.

At the same time, they were also guessing Chu Mo's true identity in their hearts. From Chu Mo's temperament and calm demeanor, it could be seen that his identity was extraordinary.

The other two commanders standing on Jia Weiren's side were stopped by Zheng Gang, Miehun and others.

"Pah--Pah---"

The loud slapping sounds kept echoing in everyone's ears, like the devil's whispers.

Jia Weiren looked at all this and felt his legs go weak.

Then, Chu Mo looked at Jia Weiren again, showing a hint of cold smile, and said: "Jia Weiren, are you very curious about my identity? Then let me take a good look and see who killed you."

Just say it and throw out a token in your hand.

Jia Weiren practiced his skills and grabbed the token in his hand, but the next second, his legs went weak and he fell to his knees with a plop, his face ashen and he collapsed to the ground.

"Shadow...Shadow Guard...Shadow Guard Inspector"

"How is it possible? How could you be the Shadow Guard Inspector? It's over. It's over. It's all over."

"Why is my life so miserable? I actually met the Shadow Guard Inspector in this life."

Say it and cry bitterly.

Chu Mo glanced at the four people coldly, then looked at Chu Yunfei and the black-armored commander and said, "You two, there is nothing left for you to do here. Please go out and wait for a while. I will make arrangements later."

The two were named by Chu Mo. When they saw Jia Weiren's performance, they were all shocked and thought that it was time to settle the score with them.

But Chu Mo's next words made the two of them relax. Although they didn't know the identity of the Shadow Guard Inspector, they still clasped their fists respectfully and said, "Your subordinate will obey your orders, sir."

After saying that, they both turned around and left.

In a second, Jia Weiren lay on the ground, crawling forward, crying and saying, "My lord, I was forced to do this. That ghost cultivator came to my house and threatened the lives of my family. I was forced to do this."

But before Jia Weiren could get close to Chu Mo, he was blocked by Yang Jiye, who also snatched the token from his hand.

At this time, the three commanders on the side also felt their legs go weak and they knelt down, their faces pale and sweating profusely.

Chu Mo felt that there was nothing to say to people like them, so he directly ordered them to be killed.

Then he walked outside.

The six sword slaves moved quickly and used their sword skills to claim lives. After hearing the screams, Chu Yunfei and the other man outside the door looked at each other with a look of relief.

Chu Mo walked up to the two and said calmly, "You two, Baicha City is leaderless now. Silver Armor Commander, you will take over the responsibility of the city lord temporarily, and Black Armor, you can assist on the side and keep the basic operations running. I will report to you later, and you can return to your original duties when the new city lord takes office."