This sentence was almost roared out by Bei Le. He stared at Chen Yuan with extreme anger, his eyes full of killing intent. Who in the entire west of Nanling City dared to touch him, Bei Le?

Hearing this sentence, Chen Yuan couldn't help but think of the next line in his head.

However, he didn't say it, as it was rather inappropriate.

"Slap."

Chen Yuan slapped Bei Le in the face. Although he only used a little force, it still knocked him to the ground, where he rolled several times. His eyes were filled with disbelief.

"What are you? How dare you obstruct the Sky Patrol Division from handling a case!"

"Sky Patrol Division?"

Bei Le's eyes were cold. He quickly stood up, pointed at Chen Yuan and said:

"You're not worthy to represent the Sky Patrol Division. Just a mere Sky Patrol Guard dares to hit me. Believe it or not, you won't be able to leave Ting Yu Xuan's doors?"

If it were any other time, Bei Le, whose mind wasn't very clear, wouldn't dare to insult the Sky Patrol Division's people like this. But now, especially after being slapped in front of everyone,

He was simply overwhelmed with anger and couldn't control himself.

The surrounding people were watching the drama, and Bei Le could see mockery and schadenfreude on their faces.

Even his vision was a little blurry, feeling as if the slap had landed on the corner of his eye.

"Hehe, this official doesn't believe it!"

Chen Yuan's expression was indifferent.

"Good... good... cripple his legs for me, let him know how powerful your master Bei Le is!" Bei Le said, directly picking up a long knife and ordering several of his servants to attack together.

Although his mind was now chaotic, he still had a trace of clarity, knowing that the other party was a government official, so he shouted to cripple his legs, instead of taking his life!

In front of everyone, crippling someone from the Sky Patrol Division was vastly different from killing him. He believed his father could handle it.

The servants hesitated slightly.

But the people beside him were shocked to hear the word 'official', realizing that the man was a Sky Patroller, not an ordinary Sky Patrol Guard. They quickly stopped Bei Le.

"Old Bei, don't be impulsive!"

"He's a Sky Patroller!"

"Bei..."

Before they could finish speaking, Bei Le had already rushed up to Chen Yuan with his knife. After being shouted at, the chaos in his mind cleared up a bit. Then, he saw a smug smile on the man's face.

The next moment.

"Puff!"

The blade entered flesh, and Bei Le's head instantly fell to the ground, rolling like a ball several feet away. In the end, all he saw were pairs of legs.

Then, he completely lost consciousness.

Young Master Bei's, Bei Le, was dead!

Glancing at the blood-stained head, Chen Yuan sneered in his heart.

Bei Le this and Bei Le that,

Damn it, the Qing Dynasty is long gone!

The hall of Ting Yu Xuan was silent. Even a pin drop could be heard clearly.

With a "pa" sound, someone fumbled a melon rind.

They had truly become... melon-eating masses.

They witnessed the entire process of Bei Le's death.

One slash,

Just one slash, and it was over.

"Daring to obstruct the Sky Patrol Division from handling a case, and even taking the initiative to attack this official, the crime deserves death!" Chen Yuan said with an icy expression and righteous indignation.

He wasn't afraid of Bei Haisheng, or he wouldn't have directly killed Bei Le, but... it was always good to find a suitable reason for himself.

In front of everyone, everyone could see that Bei Le had drawn his knife first.

Killing him was beyond reproach.

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan glanced at Yan Qing, who was pretending to be nonchalant. The trick he had played on Bei Le's body when he slapped him was a kind of drug he had gotten from Yan Qing, which would make people lose their minds for a short time.

What he had learned from that Tang Clan expert was not just a superb flying knife skill, but also the ability to use poison.

"May I ask... what is this esteemed official's name?"

One of the young men in fancy clothes, sitting at the same table as Bei Le, asked with cupped hands.

"This official is Chen Yuan!"

He said calmly.

But as soon as his name came out, the entire hall fell silent again for a moment.

Then, there was a burst of low exclamations.

"He's Chen Yuan?"

"The one who topped the Hidden Dragon List a few days ago?"

"So young."

"No wonder he could kill Bei Le with one slash. It turns out he's a genius from the Hidden Dragon List."

The man who asked was stunned:

"So it's Sky Patroller Chen in person. I am Su Zhe... I was rude."

"It's fine."

Chen Yuan waved his hand, not caring about the blood stains on the ground. He slowly walked up to the table and sat down. There were still some peanuts, edamame, melon seeds and other things on it.

Looking at Chen Yuan, whose expression was normal, Su Zhe pursed his lips and whispered:

"Sky Patroller Chen, the one you... the one you just killed is the only son of Bei Haisheng, the deputy leader of the Chang Le Gang. Isn't that a little..."

"Obstructing the Sky Patrol Division from handling a case, this official treats everyone equally, what... do you have any objections?"

"No... no."

Su Zhe shook his head repeatedly, then cupped his hands and said goodbye. The others beside him did the same, not daring to stay near Chen Yuan, afraid that he would suddenly slash at them as well.

Who would they complain to then?

The servants Bei Le had brought looked at each other, looked at the body on the ground, didn't dare to step forward, and ran out. Yue Shan and the others didn't stop them.

With someone taking the lead, the guests in the hall all fled in panic, some stepping on melon rinds and falling on their faces.

In just a short while, Ting Yu Xuan was left with only the girls, the delicate woman from before, and the melon-selling man.

The madam hid to the side, trembling, not daring to show her face.

She felt bitter in her heart. Why did these killing gods from the Sky Patrol Division bring trouble to her place?

This was a brothel, not a ring.

Yue Shan and the others glanced at the head on the ground, grinned, and their eyes were full of joy and relief. That bastard had done so many evil deeds, he was finally dead.

It was so damn satisfying!

The boss was indeed ruthless. He didn't waste words and acted immediately after achieving his goal.

Yue Shan and the others smiled and sat down beside Chen Yuan. Looking at the table full of melons and fruits and the watermelon cut in half, Yue Shan smiled, pushed the plate full of edamame towards Chen Yuan and said:

"Boss, want some edamame?"

Hearing this, Chen Yuan was slightly stunned. Edamame?

Weren't all the models arrested long ago?

Then, he turned his head and glanced at it, breathing a sigh of relief. It turned out to be edamame...

He thought what he was watching before had been discovered.

"What's the point of eating edamame? It's all leftovers. Let's eat watermelon."

Yan Qing quickly cut the watermelon on the table into pieces.

After taking a bite, he frowned and said:

"How come this watermelon is so big and not ripe?"

"Doesn't even Bei Le this bastard guarantee the ripeness of his melons?"

They discussed.

Chen Yuan turned his attention to the young couple huddling together and said lightly:

"Come here."

The two looked at each other, trembled, walked up to him and knelt down with a 'plop', kowtowing and saying:

"Thank you, sir, for upholding justice!"

"This official is tracking down the whereabouts of the Unborn Teaching demons, I didn't mean to uphold justice for you."

"Now, this official suspects that you have something to do with the Unborn Teaching demons. Go stay in prison for a few days." After saying that, Chen Yuan paused for a moment and said:

"Leaving now might attract revenge."

No one could say whether Bei Haisheng would vent his anger on them. If they wanted to be safer, they should stay in the Sky Patrol Division for a few days.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir..."

The young man kowtowed repeatedly, understanding the meaning in Chen Yuan's words.

After that, under Yue Shan's questioning, the young man told them what had happened to them. They were commoners near the capital. Their parents had died of illness. Because their family was too poor, they thought about selling some watermelons to supplement their income.

They didn't expect to be spotted by Bei Le as soon as they arrived in the city...

Chen Yuan was silent after listening.

He could only sigh, misfortunes never come singly, and misery loves company.

......

......

Bei Manor.

Bei Haisheng was leisurely swaying back and forth in a recliner, slowly shaking his head, with a feather fan in one hand and a teacup in the other, occasionally bringing the tea to his mouth.

As the saying goes, a happy event puts a spring in one's step.

The Bei family was about to have a happy event in a few days, and it was his son's happy event. How could Bei Haisheng not be happy?

The Shen family had also agreed, as long as he was amiable, he was not afraid that Shen Kaishan would refuse.

His eyes were slightly closed, vaguely seeing Bei Le, the bastard, kneeling beside him and crying, seeming to say that he would definitely be a new man in the future and would no longer be so纨绔.

The corners of Bei Haisheng's mouth slightly curled up, feeling somewhat gratified.

Since his wife passed away, all his thoughts had been on Bei Le, but perhaps because his head had been injured before, no matter how he disciplined him, he could not change his nature.

In the end, he could only let him be.

After all, he was sorry to them, mother and son.

If it hadn't been for his feud with others, causing his enemies to come to his door for revenge, Bei Le, who was only five or six years old, would not have had his meridians crippled and his head severely injured. Although he was successfully healed later, he still had sequelae.

He felt guilty for Bei Le, so he had always indulged and spoiled him.

But gradually...

Bei Haisheng began to regret it. How could such a useless person live without his protection in the future?

Fortunately, he had his eye on a good family. Now, Bei Haisheng could only hope that after the marriage, Bei Le could be a little more steady and no longer be as absurd as before.

It could be considered to have fulfilled one of his wishes.

Taking another sip of tea, Bei Haisheng let out a breath.

Suddenly,

There was a chaotic shout outside the door.

Bei Haisheng frowned and wanted to reprimand them.

Soon, a few servants who had been following Bei Le ran into the backyard in a panic. When they saw Bei Haisheng's figure, their faces became even more flustered.

'Plop, plop' they knelt down in front of Bei Haisheng.

"What happened? Why are you so flustered? Could it be that someone has attacked the Bei Manor?"

Bei Haisheng sat up from the recliner, scanned the servants one by one, and his voice was slightly displeased.

He liked quiet and hated this kind of fluster and rush.

The servants looked at each other, one of them gritted his teeth and said in a low voice:

"Master, something bad happened, Young Master is in trouble!"

"What trouble did he cause again?"

Bei Haisheng asked subconsciously.

In his impression, at times like these, the bastard had caused trouble again and dared not come back, so he would send his servants to report.

"Young Master... Young Master he... was killed!"

"Pa."

The teapot in Bei Haisheng's hand fell to the ground.