Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

As Su An became increasingly arrogant, infighting broke out within the City of the Dead.

However, the ghosts did not suspect whether the city lord had set up a trap. As the saying goes, as long as you are strong enough, even if you slack off, others will only think that you are plotting something.

Su An, the lazybones, didn't even bother with maintaining order in the city. Whoever caused trouble, he would crush them.

Later, Su An found the City of the Dead too boring and wanted to experience life as a human, so he reincarnated.

Heaven still doesn't care. As long as you don't do things that anger the heavens and people and incur divine retribution, Heaven won't bother with you.

If one constantly invokes the constraints of Heaven's will and harms all living things, who would bother with them?

"I understand." Li Junsu looked at Su An and nodded.

Su An herself had a rebellious phase back then.

Su An definitely wanted to rule the world, but the reason he gave up was probably because he found that young lady.

Li Junsu understood this quite well. Some monarchs only had grand ambitions in their hearts, while others only wanted beautiful women and didn't care about the country.

Su An is clearly the latter.

“That’s how it is. You often can’t control the methods your subordinates use,” Su An said with a serious expression.

Su An in his mind couldn't hold back any longer; he knew Su An had definitely had this thought.

Su An is a monster who can crush the Ghost Emperor from a distance. Do the people below have their own ideas?

Su An could simply pop them like balloons.

But Su An dared not laugh out loud. Su An was the one teaching him how to transform ghost energy. Once he was a master, he could go to the battlefield with his boss.

That's when you can really laugh at this old man.

"I didn't realize this old man was so ambitious," Su thought to himself, inwardly criticizing the "yin devours yang" technique mentioned in the notebook.

“It’s perfect that you’re here. Let’s discuss this.” Li Junsu turned to the next page of the journal, his tone calm.

[The second one is the Flower Pavilion in the City of the Wrongfully Dead, managed by Tong Mei, a Ghost Emperor realm cultivator. She is unpredictable and utterly dislikes men. Most of the female and male ghosts in the City of the Wrongfully Dead are like this; they are either betrayed by men or women. Quite boring, and best avoided.]

Blood Demon clearly kept its distance from such ghostly creatures.

"Is this true?" Li Junsu asked Su An.

"Uh...who is this?" Su An scratched his head and lowered his head in embarrassment.

"?" Li Junsu hesitated for a moment.

"You don't recognize the people under your command?" Li Junsu asked to confirm.

Su An's unreliability exceeded his expectations.

This is no little brat, this is the Ghost Emperor.

Li Junsu had a clear understanding of his subordinates' personalities and ways of dealing with people.

There won't be a day when Tang Hongzhong, Liang, or Huang Yun come to ask for help, and he'll wonder whose idea it is.

"I have too many people under me, it's impossible for me to remember them all," Su An said, shaking his head.

"Then tell me what you remember," Li Junsu said calmly, flipping through Xue Chi's notes.

If it matches what Su An said, it means that this manuscript is quite valuable.

“…No.” Su An remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking.

He didn't really know the ghosts under his command. Anyway, once he arrived in the City of the Wrongfully Dead, he just needed to lead them to slaughter everyone.

As for who is who, he couldn't be bothered to remember.

The only people Su An could remember, besides the young lady, were the elders from back then, his older brother, and Li Qingfeng.

The rest are either strangers or players with impressive records.

If you're not talking to a stranger, is it really necessary to keep track of your battle record?

Of course, things are different now; he remembers Bei Men Yue, Su An's nemesis.

And then there's Shang You, that big Buddha. Su An has to coax Shang You to sleep every night.

She was afraid that Shang You might suddenly decide to give her another "educational lesson" based on love.

Although they were already in a relationship, Su An was clearly not used to it.

Adding to the mix are Li Junsu and Bai Xingling, whose personalities Su An finds very pleasing.

Su An also enjoyed watching the sharp exchanges between Jian Wu and Yun Wuji.

"Go back now. I'll trouble you when you go to the City of the Wrongfully Dead." Li Junsu looked at Su An with caring eyes and spoke softly.

This guy became the city lord entirely because of his strong fists.

"Don't worry, there's no need to remember anything. It's safe to enter the city; it's my city." Su An waved his hand, his tone bold.

This time he really wasn't exaggerating, or rather, Su An has never been exaggerating.

Su An just liked to annoy him and make him look like a weakling.

"Okay, thank you." Li Junsu nodded, and Su An, who had regained control of her body, quickly ran away.

He was afraid he would laugh out loud, so he went to work to distract himself.

As Su An recalled the saddest thing in his life, he carefully surveyed the streets.

Only then did he manage to suppress his laughter.

Li Junsu, who was in the hall, put away his notes, stood up, and shook his head.

Su An and Su An are exactly the same. They are only reliable when there is something important to do. When there is nothing important to do, they are more and more outrageous than each other.

"Shall we go to Jiuli now?" Bai Xingling asked, standing up.

"Mm." Just as Li Junsu responded, Bei Menyue's voice came over.

"Boss!" Bei Men Yue rushed in, panting and waving a letter.

Li Junsu took the letter without waiting for Bei Menyue to speak further.

Bai Xingling patted Bei Menyue's back to help her catch her breath.

"Is there another development?" Bai Xingling asked.

"Those things inside the pass are interesting." Li Junsu looked at the letter, his eyes narrowing.

This is the difference between the Chief Constable of the Six Doors and Marquis Wu'an. Marquis Wu'an is in charge of the entire Daqian, not just Lingnan.

In other words, no matter where the incident occurred, the letter could be delivered to Li Junsu's desk if the other party wanted to.

Ye Guhong had already achieved great success shortly after taking office.

"What's going on?" Bai Xingling asked.

"Inland, there's a medium-sized demonic sect similar to the Salvation Cult. This sect appeared out of nowhere, less than a month ago. They worship the Rakshasa Sea and call themselves the Rakshasa Cult." Li Junsu put away the letter, his tone strange.

"Is it related to the Western Regions?" Bai Xingling asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Perhaps there are, but... the fact that Guannei Dao became an impenetrable wall so quickly suggests that other forces were involved." The letter in Li Junsu's hand turned to ashes and flew into the sky.

"Are these forces brain-dead? You just cleared out Guannei Dao, and they've already sneaked in?" Bai Xingling complained.

"It's darkest under the lamp," Li Junsu said succinctly.

“I think this is more related to the City of the Unjustly Dead,” Li Junsu then said.

“The Blood Demon has escaped, and the number of other rats hiding in the Ninth Realm of Absolute Life will only increase,” Li Junsu said with a frown.

"Aren't there garrisons guarding the Nine Realms of Absolute Life?" Bai Xingling asked.

“Ghosts aren’t very intelligent. All they need to do is stir up a riot inside and then escape in the chaos. Humans are different from ghosts; they can easily blend in with the locals or hide in the mountains,” Li Junsu said, shaking his head.

The garrison was guarding against the ghosts breaking out and harming the people.

But to catch rats, you need an organization like the Six Doors (a government agency) that's more professional.

"Let's go. This time, the Rakshasa Sect is making quite a splash." Li Junsu walked out of the hall with a hint of anticipation.

"Guannei Road is going to be cleaned up again." Bai Xingling followed Li Junsu, stretched, and shook her head as she spoke.

"This time, we can watch people perform."

"Who?"

"Yan Sansi".

Li Junsu shook his head, thinking of the Rakshasa religion of the Rakshasa Sea.

This is clearly an attempt to hide in the Nine Realms of Absolute Life and become stupid.

If anyone had learned more about the ways of the world, who would dare to run around in the Great Qian Dynasty under the guise of the Rakshasa Sea?

This morning I ran around holding up this title, and this afternoon the news was passed on to Yan Sansi.

Yan Sansi will be at your doorstep tonight.