In years of famine and drought, their village even rejected fatty meat.

"Thank you for reminding us, Young Master Chen. We know what's important."

Jiang Weiyu thanked him. She was not unaware of the gravity of the situation. With her and her senior brother's abilities, they could not afford to offend the Qingwang Mansion. Therefore, she and Xue Qi did not kill the Qingwang's evil servant in a crowded place, but followed him to an empty alley before killing him.

"Ah."

Chen Dao nodded, then left Xue Qi's room and returned to his own guest room to rest.

…………

…………

Night falls.

Except for a few places like brothels, the entire city was shrouded in night.

Inside Wangjing Tower, Chen Dao, standing by the window, glanced at the thick, inky night outside, then turned to Chen Cheng and said, "Cheng-ge'er, let's go!"

"Yes."

The two jumped out of the window one after the other, silently disappearing into the night.

Inside the original room, Zheng Qiuyan watched the two figures disappear into the night with a solemn expression.

"Miss."

Qingying lowered her voice and asked, "Is this really okay?"

"I believe in Young Master Chen."

Zheng Qiuyan whispered, "Can Chen Dao kill Wei Hua?"

This is a question without any suspense. Given Chen Dao's strength in killing Wang Changsheng, killing Wei Hua would be as easy as crushing a chicken.

What truly worried Zheng Qiuyan and Qingying was whether Chen Dao could retrieve the batch of medicinal herbs while killing Wei Hua, and also...

Will the Prince of Qing's mansion find out about this?

"Hope everything goes well!"

Zheng Qiuyan murmured.

Meanwhile, Chen Dao and Chen Cheng, having left Wangjing Tower, quickly traversed the streets and alleys in the darkness of night, and soon appeared outside Wei Hua's residence.

Standing under the two-meter-high wall, Chen Dao lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped over the wall, landing in the courtyard of the mansion. Chen Cheng followed closely behind, successfully scaling the wall and entering the mansion.

Standing on the soft grass, Chen Dao looked up and couldn't help but marvel at how different this wealthy family was; even at night, several rooms still had candlelight burning.

Chen Dao and Chen Cheng slowed their pace, moving silently while listening intently to the sounds coming from inside the mansion.

Before long, outside a house lit by candlelight, Chen Dao heard a familiar voice—it was Wei Hua's voice that he had heard during the day. There were also sounds of women playing. If he wasn't mistaken, something inappropriate for children was probably going on inside.

"boom!"

Having confirmed that Wei Hua was inside the house, Chen Dao kicked open the window and broke in, immediately witnessing a steamy scene.

Inside the room, candles were burning, their light illuminating the room as if it were daytime.

Inside the brightly lit room, Wei Hua, shirtless, was playing a game of tag with a group of young women who were only draped in light gauze and whose shoulders were partially exposed.

The sudden noise made Wei Hua, who was chasing a young woman, turn around abruptly and shout, "Who's there?"

The women inside also stopped in their tracks, crossing their arms over their chests, trying to cover up their exposed skin.

"Commander Wei, you don't recognize me after only half a day?"

Chen Dao said with a smile.

"You are……"

Wei Hua removed the black cloth covering his eyes, his pupils contracting sharply: "Someone close to Zheng Qiuyan?"

"You got it right, but there's no reward!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Dao sprang up instantly, his body flashing out at lightning speed, and threw a punch straight at Wei Hua's face.

"Damn it!"

Wei Hua never imagined that Zheng Qiuyan would be so bold as to send someone to assassinate him.

But it was too late to think about that now. The fist was growing larger in his pupils. In the critical moment, Wei Hua instinctively turned his head to the side and dodged the attack.

However, Chen Dao, whose punch missed, reacted quickly and changed his move again, throwing a punch with his left hand that struck Wei Hua in the chest.

"Pfft!"

How powerful is Chen Dao, a fifth-rank official?

With a single punch, a fist mark instantly appeared on Wei Hua's chest. He was sent flying backward and crashed into the wall, spitting out a large amount of blood.

"Sixth-grade warrior!"

Wei Hua reached up and touched his chest, his heart filled with horror. Chen Dao's punch was not only extremely powerful, but also imbued with a strong force. At this moment, the extremely destructive force was rampaging through his body, wantonly destroying his internal organs!

"How could he be a sixth-rank martial artist!"

Feeling the intense pain coursing through his body, Wei Hua's eyes gleamed with malice as he demanded, "Who exactly are you? Why have you broken into my residence?"

Zheng Qing was merely the prefect of a remote county town; how could he have a sixth-rank martial artist as a subordinate? Wei Hua couldn't understand it at all.

While gesturing for Chen Cheng to restrain the woman inside the room, Chen Dao laughed and said, "Who am I? Naturally, I'm the one who's going to take your life."

Upon hearing this, Wei Hua's pupils contracted sharply. As he struggled to his feet, he said, "I am a member of the Qingzhou Army. Do you dare to kill me?"

"Boring!"

Chen Dao shook his head. Wei Hua was no different from Wang Xi, whom he had once crippled. They thought they could be arrogant because they had powerful backers. Little did they know that when someone had murderous intent and was more powerful than them, even if their backers were powerful, they could not save their lives.

Chen Dao stepped forward, instantly transforming into a blur, and appeared in front of Wei Hua, grabbing Wei Hua's throat and lifting him into the air.

"Ho ho ho!"

With his throat held, Wei Hua struggled to breathe, his face pleading: "Spare my life, and I'll give up everything, including the confiscated medicinal herbs."

At this moment, Wei Hua realized that this person had broken into his residence late at night, surely for the sake of that batch of medicinal herbs.

Realizing this, Wei Hua couldn't help but feel a little regretful, regretting that he had been too tough on Zheng Qiuyan today, which led to this deadly disaster.

"They won't shed tears until they see the coffin, but it's too late!"

Chen Dao has always been a person who likes to eliminate problems completely. Now that he has already taken action, how could he spare Wei Hua's life?

The next moment, Chen Dao exerted force in his arm, unleashing both power and internal energy, instantly snapping Wei Hua's neck.

"Crack!"

Wei Hua's head lolled to the side, and he stopped breathing completely.

"what!"

The women inside the house let out a high-pitched scream, but the next moment, their screams stopped abruptly.

Chen Cheng took out a knife and ended the lives of these women one by one.

Looking at the fallen, beautiful corpses, Chen Dao's eyes were filled with indifference.

The moment Chen Dao burst into the house, he made the decision to leave no survivors. These women might have been wronged to be killed, but it was a choice made out of necessity. Chen Dao could not spare their lives and let them spread the news; he did not want to provoke the Qing Prince's Mansion.

Moreover... Chen Dao didn't feel that these women deserved any sympathy. They chose to attach themselves to Wei Hua to gain wealth and status, so they naturally had to bear the price of gaining wealth and status. Compared with them, women from the lower class like Yu Cui, who suffered exploitation but still persevered, deserved more sympathy.