The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

"Then what's with these handcuffs?" Jiang Yingxue pointed at the wrists of Yan Dongsheng and the others. "Master, are you ready to arrest anyone at any time?"

"Oh, speaking of this..." Wan Jinan said, hands on his hips, "This thing is a failed toy of a disciple of your uncle-in-law from the Third Peak. He originally wanted to make a torture device for torturing monsters, but he didn't get the size right. I thought it would be a shame to throw it away, so I picked it up. Unexpectedly, it's just the right size for torturing human hands!"

"Hahaha... Master, you are really... frugal..." It was the first time that Jiang Yingxue had such a profound experience of the poverty of the First Peak.

"Of course not." Wan Jinan raised his chin proudly, then handed the handcuff key to Song Chaoge. "Their lives are in your hands now. Whether you want to kill them or cut them up, and how to negotiate with the Yan family is all up to you."

After saying this, he spread out his hands and said, "Then, should we settle the reward for our Xianyun Sect?"

"Of course! Thank you, Master Wanfeng!" Song Chaoge bowed to the few people again with gratitude, and then handed over his Red Lotus Sword.

"Chu Ying, come here!" Wan Jinan waved to Chu Ying. Chu Ying, who had just woken up, did not dare to delay and hurried over.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Wan Jinan handed the Red Lotus Sword to Chu Ying and said, "From now on, this Red Lotus Sword will be your life-defining weapon. Please hand it over to your brother Song and acknowledge his master."

Chu Ying was flattered as she took the Red Lotus Sword. She couldn't suppress the smile on her face. "Such a good sword, are you really going to give it to me?"

Song Chaoge nodded and said, "I, Song, always keep my word. You have helped me so much, what does a mere Red Lotus Sword mean to me? Let's change the owner."

After saying this, Song Chaoge chanted an incantation towards the Red Lotus Sword. As the incantation rang out, the Red Lotus Sword trembled slightly in Chu Ying's palm, its blade emitting a dazzling brilliance, as if responding to something...

Meanwhile, Meng Yu hurried over to Jiang Yingxue and said, "Miss Jiang, there's still my Qingfeng Ming Sword. How about you all come back to Wuxi City with me? I can give it to you right now."

Jiang Yingxue said to Cen Yizhi beside her, "Yizhi, why don't you go with Miss Meng to get the sword?"

"this..."

Cen Yizi looked at Wan Jinan hesitantly, and Wan Jinan nodded. "You and Miss Meng should go get the sword, and then wait for us at the Meng Mansion. We'll go negotiate with Hero Song and come back to you after the negotiations. I'm worried about him going to the Yan family alone."

"it is good."

After getting Wan Jin'an's consent, several people began to split into two groups.

Soon, under the guidance of Yan Dongsheng, several people arrived at Taixi City.

The appearance of Taixi City is completely different from that of Wuxi City. I originally thought that since the Yan family is so wealthy, Taixi City should also be a prosperous town...

Yet, things are far from prosperous. While there are plenty of shops lining the streets, most are in disrepair, their signs faded, and the flowers and plants in front of them appear withered and languishing. The people wear clothes made of low-quality fabric, and their faces look haggard, as if the hardships of life have long since sapped their vitality. Even if you occasionally see vibrant fruits and vegetables, you can only sigh helplessly as you pass by.

Yan Dongsheng and his companions lowered their heads, trying their best not to be seen by others.

Just as a few people were strolling on the street, suddenly, a loud noise broke the silence.

A street vendor was shouting while selling vegetables when a group of soldiers suddenly came over and kicked over the vendor's stall.

The leading officer had a fierce look on his face and a fierce look in his eyes: "Hey! This month's protection fee hasn't been paid yet, how dare you set up a stall here?"

His voice was as deafening as thunder, and the vendor immediately fell to the ground, begging, "Sir, I really have no money! How much are these vegetables worth? I have elderly parents and young children to support, and I really don't have any extra money."

"No money?" The soldier sneered and mercilessly stepped on the vendor's head. "Why are you setting up a stall if you don't have money? Do you know who this money is for? It's for the City Lord! For the Yan family! Without the City Lord, you wouldn't even have a place to live, and yet you're not grateful?"

As he roared, the force of his footsteps increased, and the vendor's agonized cries were muffled in his throat. His forehead pressed against the earth, and his whole body trembled. Although his heart was filled with anger and helplessness, he could only endure silently. The surrounding people also lowered their heads, fearing that they would be caught up in this oppression by the soldiers.

"Stop!" Song Chaoge immediately stepped forward and pushed the bullying officer away. "How dare you call yourself a soldier! How dare you oppress the people like this and even collect protection money so openly!?"

The soldier staggered several steps after being pushed, and pointed at Song Chaoge in shock and anger, cursing: "How dare you push me!? Do you believe that I will take your life now!?" After saying that, he made a gesture of drawing his sword, and the sharp blade flashed coldly in the sunlight, making the people around him hold their breath.

Song Chaoge showed no sign of weakness, facing the threat with an even colder look in his eyes. "Well, a mere soldier not only extorts protection fees but also takes human life without mercy. Do you still have any respect for the laws of the Beichen Kingdom?!"

The soldier sneered, "The king's law? In Taixi City, the Yan family is the king and the law! Do you know who I am? I'm Yan Dongsheng's cousin! In Taixi City, it's easy for me to take your life!"

"Oh? Yan Dongsheng?" Song Chaoge turned around and pulled the dusty Yan Dongsheng out from the crowd, throwing him in front of the officer and soldier: "Come and see the Yan Dongsheng you mentioned, but is this the one I have in my hand?"

Yan Dongsheng lowered his head tightly, but Song Chaoge didn't give him any chance to resist. He pulled up his hair and forced him to show his true face.

When the soldiers saw Yan Dongsheng, the contempt on their faces instantly turned into shock: "Cousin! How did you become like this?"

After that, the officers and soldiers drew their swords one after another. The leading officer glared at Song Chaoge fiercely, "You rude and unruly people! Let him go! You've captured my cousin, and you'll have ten heads to burn!"

"Hahahahaha!" Song Chaoge laughed loudly. "What a great guy! Ten heads wouldn't be enough. Then why don't you come over here!"

The officers and soldiers were extremely angry. They roared in unison, their swords flashing, and pounced on Song Chaoge like wild beasts.

Yet, they were only mortals after all. Song Chaoge didn't even need a weapon. He effortlessly leaned sideways and swung out a palm strike. The force surged like a mountain, sending the charging officers and soldiers flying, seemingly tearing through the air and stirring up a gust of wind.

"Yan Dongsheng, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, is already in my hands. You, officers and soldiers without any cultivation, are simply overestimating yourselves by fighting me. Didn't you say that in Taixi City, the Yan family is king and the law? But in my opinion, after today, Taixi City will change hands. Let's go!"