I transmigrated to ancient times and became a king with a title equal to mine.

Of course, Ah San was not worried about Xiao Taibao's safety.

Just kidding, the Southern King is currently very famous in the Great Xia Dynasty and is a hero in the hearts of the people of the Great Xia Dynasty.

What's so great about a mere prefect of Jining?

Ah San walked up to Xiao Yudong and bowed, saying, "Ah San from Jining greets Uncle-Master!"

Xiao Yudong glanced at him, nodded, and said, "You step aside. I'll handle this myself."

Ah San straightened his back and said in a hearty voice, "Ah San is going to personally kill Yu Xing, that villain, to avenge Master and Master's wife!"

With a clang, Ah San's sword had already severed Yu Xing's head.

From the moment the sword was drawn to the moment the head fell to the ground, it was almost an instant.

Not only did no one present see how the Indian man made his move, but even a master like Xiao Yudong was amazed by how fast he was.

If it weren't for the blood droplets on the tip of his sword, who would believe that he killed Yu Xing, who was only five or six feet away?

Xiao Yudong asked softly, "Are you Brother Wei's disciple?"

Xiao Yudong nodded in agreement.

Yu Xing was arrested and killed. Yu Lao Er and Yu Lao San were terrified, as were the soldiers who came with them.

Did the head constable of Jining Prefecture kill the prefect's adopted son?

Zhu Guiwang was dumbfounded. He had been sent by the prefect to protect Yu Xing. Although he also hated this bully, he was still in a dilemma.

After hesitating for a long time, Zhu Guiwang said in a deep voice, "A hero takes responsibility for his actions. I hope you will not make things difficult for me. I am just a soldier trying to make a living. Please come with me to the yamen."

The Indian man asked coldly, "Aren't you afraid of being beheaded too?"

"I'm afraid, but it's my duty, and I have no other choice."

Just as Ah San was about to brandish his sword, Xiao Yudong stopped him.

“You are a soldier. A soldier’s duty is to protect the country and its people, not to be a protector of corrupt officials, local bullies and thugs.”

"..." Upon hearing this, Zhu Guiwang was startled and immediately looked at the speaker. He saw that the young man, whom the Indian called his senior uncle, exuded righteousness and had a strong sense of killing intent and unparalleled majesty.

The imposing presence made him feel suffocated, and in an instant, cold sweat broke out on his back.

This intense killing intent wasn't the kind of ferocity emanating from a desperate criminal, but rather the kind of bloody killing intent that only those who have experienced the battlefield can truly understand.

Xiao Yudong exuded an incomparably solemn and dignified aura, which he often observed in his superiors and army commanders.

Especially on the battlefield, Lord Changfang was furious when his subordinates retreated in the face of battle, displaying a strong killing intent and an unstoppable aura.

However, even though the official was furious, he didn't have the same murderous aura and imposing presence as the man surnamed Xiao today.

Li Guiwang was stunned.

Arresting people goes against one's conscience;

If we don't arrest him, how can we explain it to Prefect Duan?

Just as he was struggling with this decision, someone next to him spoke up: "Brother, are soldiers afraid of them? Just arrest them and take them back to report!"

Zhu Guiwang thought for a moment: That's right, I'm a soldier, what am I afraid of?

Seeing that the corporal was tempted, the man waved his hand and shouted, "Grab your weapons and arrest him!"

With a whoosh, the twenty-odd soldiers split into two groups, each unleashing a large iron chain that instantly formed two iron rings, encircling Xiao Yudong and A-San respectively.

Xiao Yudong was stunned for a moment before he was bound hand and foot. He asked with a strange expression, "You guys are quick and efficient. You're obviously well-trained. Do you often do this kind of thing?"

Li Guiwang's face darkened as he said, "Go ask Prefect Duan."

Xiao Yudong sneered, "You think this broken iron chain can hold me back?"

Seeing this, Ah San said in a distressed voice, "Uncle-Master, these chains are made of black iron."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yudong's heart stirred: It's such a waste to make such a good thing into a chain. If I forge it into a weapon, it will definitely be a top-quality product.

Thinking of this, he stopped what he was doing and said in a low voice, "We'll go to the yamen with you, but from the moment you tied me up, your life was no longer yours."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" A soldier kicked Xiao Yudong, but Xiao Yudong was unharmed. However, the soldier's ankle snapped with a crack, and he flew into the air, hitting several people in the process.

Li Guiwang suddenly realized that he might have done the worst thing he had ever done in his life.

Xiao Yudong nodded to his neighbors and said, "Thank you everyone. I'll definitely host a banquet when I get back."

"Ah San, don't be afraid. Come with your master and see how Duan Datou solves cases."

Xiao Yudong smiled calmly and walked away.

The young man who had previously given him feedback walked up to Wang Chun and whispered, "Don't worry, a mere prefect is nothing."

Wang Chun and the others immediately felt relieved.

"Don't follow us." The young man took out twenty taels of silver and handed it over, saying, "Please arrange a banquet to entertain the villagers. It's inconvenient for the young master to show his face too much. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, go directly to the two princes in Yangzhou or Lishui, and just mention Lord Xiao's name, Wei."

Wang Chun and the others were shocked: Good heavens, go directly to Prince Nan?

The young man turned around and caught up with the soldiers who were escorting Xiao Yudong.

At this moment, a pockmarked man in the crowd looked at Xiao Yudong with admiration in his eyes.

"How can such a hero be humiliated?" He strode towards the post station.

"Your Highness, something has happened at the yamen."

"Ning Tian, ​​what is it?"

It turns out that the pockmarked face was Qin Ningtian's makeup.

Qin Ningtian recounted in detail the events and the heinous acts of Yu Xing and others.

"Wait, the person you're talking about is Xiao Yudong?" King Long Yingshan of Lingjiang hurriedly asked.

"His name is Xiao Yudong. He is quite skilled in martial arts, possibly on par with his peak performance before I was injured."

“You’re wrong.” Long Yingshan smiled and said, “If it really is him, even two of you wouldn’t be a match for him.”

"?" Qin Ningtian was quite arrogant after his success, but the prince said that the man surnamed Xiao was twice as powerful as him. In other words, this person's cultivation level was at least a ninth-grade master, or even had already stepped into the threshold of grandmaster.

Qin Ningtian was somewhat unconvinced. Just as Long Yingshan was about to explain, he suddenly stood up and said, "Quickly come with me to the yamen. Lord Xiao is in trouble."

The two hurriedly left the post station and mounted their horses. Long Yingshan glared at Ning Tian: "If you had gotten rid of Duan Datou last night, none of this would have happened today."

Seeing the anxious look on the usually unassuming prince's face, Ning Tian's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Who is he?"

“The regent is determined to get rid of you. Your cousin is particularly fond of you, and my father can never do without your bodyguards who carry swords.”

“If anything happens to him, neither of us will be able to explain it to the King of the South.”

"Ah...?" Qin Ningtian was finally convinced. He spurred the horse on, whipped it with a "Giddy up," and the white horse galloped away.

At this moment, a large-headed man in his fifties was sitting in the main hall of the yamen.

This man was Duan Cunfu, the prefect of Jining, the younger brother of Duan Cunmin, Long Bin's sworn enemy, and a former bodyguard of Empress Xiao.

He already knew that Ah San had killed Yu Xing, and he was holding a grudge while waiting for Li Guiwang to bring the man back.

Yu Xing was someone Prefect Duan dealt with in his shady dealings, and he was often very considerate.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have recognized him as their godson.

In fact, Duan Cunfu was only ten years older than Yu Xing. Why would he be happy if Yu Xing insisted on being his adopted son?