Once I enter the pass, great Confucian scholars will surely debate the classics for me.

Night tour department, case record library.

The old cripple was working at his desk when he looked up at Zhou Qingfeng, who was reading a book not far away, and frowned slightly: "Commander, why do you stay here every day?"

Zhou Qingfeng, carrying a bunch of crystal grapes, said while eating, "It's okay, you go about your business. I'm just here to avoid the limelight. It's quiet here and no one will bother me. You don't mind having another person, do you?"

"You're joking, Commander. Stay as long as you like."

"Hmm." Zhou Qingfeng continued looking at the cultivation manuals he had collected.

Since Feng and Yun sent their families out of the city, Zhou Qingfeng has been lying low, becoming the sixth brother. In order to choose a hiding place, Zhou Qingfeng even cast lots to divine the future.

[A very bad omen; leave the city to avoid trouble. Ominous.]

[Neutral divination, hiding in the city lord's mansion, neutral.]

[Auspicious divination: Hiding in the archives of the Night Patrol Office, good fortune.]

Following the principle of choosing auspicious options when they are auspicious and neutral options when they are neutral, I decisively chose to retreat into the archives.

At the same time, Zhou Qingfeng became suspicious of the old cripple, suspecting that the old cripple was a hidden super master, but his own level was too low to see anything special about the old cripple.

However, the divination slips will speak, saying that hiding here is an auspicious sign, and that good fortune will surely shine upon you.

Therefore, Zhou Qingfeng stayed there with peace of mind, watching the two tigers fight from the sidelines.

As he had predicted, Feng Manlou and Yun Fan would soon take revenge on the Lu Si Mansion. No, they might have already started. At that time, anyone who got involved would either die or be maimed.

Even though he was a member of the city lord's mansion, that identity couldn't save his life.

Because when people go crazy, they won't care about anything.

The wise thing to do now is to lie low, watch them fight until they are both badly injured, until they are dead, and then lead your own people to clean up the mess, turning them into stepping stones on your own road to success.

At this moment, a strongman rushed into the archives, bowed and clasped his hands: "Commander, we have discovered traces of the vampire. Do you wish to personally lead the pursuit?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qingfeng raised an eyebrow. The vampire case was a hot topic recently, causing quite a stir in the city. If they could solve the case, they would be able to make a great contribution.

However, going out in public at this time is very risky. If those two bastards, Feng Manlou and Yun Fan, go crazy and hate him too, and then hide their identities to kill him, that would be a catastrophe.

Zhou Qingfeng pondered for a moment: "Wait for me outside, I need to think about it."

Upon hearing this, the black-clad strongman immediately bowed and retreated outside the archives.

Zhou Qingfeng pretended to ponder, closed his eyes, and summoned the scarlet divination bucket from the depths of his consciousness to cast a divination to inquire about good or bad fortune.

A fortune stick flew out of the divination bucket, wobbling precariously.

[A very bad omen; the hunt for a vampire is imminent, and the outcome will be dire.]

Zhou Qingfeng was immediately startled and decisively abandoned his plan to go out and gain merit at this time.

"Mr. Liao, do you think I should go?" Zhou Qingfeng had already decided to give up the pursuit of the vampire, but he wanted to ask the old cripple for his unique insights.

Upon hearing this, the old cripple put his brush down on the inkstone: "Commander, investigating cases and apprehending criminals is your job. If you stand idly by and do nothing, it will be very detrimental to you if someone with ulterior motives finds out."

Zhou Qingfeng smiled and said, "Mr. Liao is right, but I anticipate that someone will take the opportunity to assassinate me."

The old cripple raised his cloudy eyes and stared at Zhou Qingfeng, saying, "I see that the commander is blessed with good fortune and destiny. Even if he gains nothing on this trip, he will not be in danger of losing his life."

Zhou Qingfeng knew the other party was flattering him, so he cupped his hands and smiled, "Then thank you for your kind words, Mr. Liao."

The old cripple nodded slightly and continued working at his desk.

Zhou Qingfeng walked out of the archives.

The black-clad strongman bowed and clasped his hands: "Commander, all the personnel in the department have been dispatched. Commander Xiao and Commander Ye are each leading their troops in pursuit. Do you also wish to take action?"

Zhou Qingfeng smiled faintly, put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky: "It's alright, I won't get involved in this matter. Let Ye Tingxiu and Xiao Hongyun fight for credit if they want. Report back to me if there are any new developments."

"Yes, Commander." The black-clad strongman immediately clasped his hands and retreated.

Zhou Qingfeng closed the double doors, turned around and walked back. Seeing the old cripple's surprised expression, he smiled and said, "Anyway, Captains Xiao and Ye have gone to hunt them down, so one more won't make a difference. What do you think, Mr. Liao?"

The old cripple stared at Zhou Qingfeng for a long time with his cloudy eyes, and said in a low voice, "Commander Zhou's ideas are truly unique. Others chase the wave and rush to the top, but you choose to retire gracefully."

Zhou Qingfeng walked to a place where case files were piled up and sat down, saying with a grin, "Life is unpredictable, who can say for sure? Maybe it's the best choice for me to stay here and chat with you while you read."

Upon hearing this, the old cripple gave Zhou Qingfeng a deep look but said nothing more.

……

Last night, on the bustling riverbank, a painted boat was suspended on the shore.

Both Feng and Yun were wearing masks and black robes when they boarded the ship.

The boat looks unremarkable, seemingly just a pleasure boat for guests to eat, drink, and have fun.

In reality, it is the second-ranked evil organization in the world, and one of the secret strongholds of the Dream Fulfillment Organization.

Dream Fulfillment, as the name suggests, helps people fulfill all kinds of wishes. Whether it's murder, arson, injury, or protecting people, gathering intelligence, collecting materials, etc., you can pay to entrust the Dream Fulfillment organization with its help.

Due to the unique nature of the Dream Fulfillment Organization's mercenary nature, its influence extends throughout the entire empire. The organization's members are extremely diverse, representing almost every walk of life, from the imperial family to ordinary peddlers.

Because of its low entry threshold—any cultivator can join, regardless of background or name, as long as you have the strength—and the freedom to leave or stay, the Dream Fulfillment Organization has stood for tens of thousands of years.

Even the city lords and the imperial family in various regions turned a blind eye to the Dream Fulfillment Organization, because they might need the organization's help to fulfill their wishes someday.

For example, Feng Manlou and Yunfan would occasionally help others fulfill their wishes and make a quick buck.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have known that this was Yuanmeng's secret stronghold in Sword Tower City.

In a small, separate room.

The geisha, smiling, said, "The Dream Fulfillment Organization helps you fulfill your dreams. What are your wishes, gentlemen?"

Feng Manlou said in a strained voice, "It hurts people."

Yunfan remained silent.

The two had agreed before boarding the ship that it would be best for one person to speak and the other to improvise.

The geisha on the pleasure boat smiled even more brightly: "Whom do you wish to hurt?"

"Night Patrol Division Chief Zhou Qingfeng, Chief Ye Tingxiu, and Chief Xiao Hongyun."

Upon hearing this, the geisha's smile froze: "Night Wanderer's Division? Or the Captain? The person the guest wants to injure is no ordinary person. Whether it's injury or death, the Dream Master will probably not be able to stay in Sword Tower City."

Those who carry out commissions within the Dream Fulfillment Organization are collectively referred to as Dream Fulfillers, a term used within the organization.

"Money is not an issue. Remember, what I want is to injure them, to break one of their legs."

"Understood. May I ask what level they are at?"

"They are at the Turbid Realm, just newbies who have only been cultivating for a few months, and they don't have any real strength."

Upon hearing this, the dream-fulfilling geisha took out an abacus and said while calculating, "According to the rules of dream fulfillment, the target is a cultivator in the Turbid Realm, and the wish level is Turbid Level difficulty."

"Each person will be paid 300,000 coins. If the mission fails, the money will not be refunded."