Water Ink Panel: Starting with Bow Technique to Hunt the Sun and Patrol the Skies

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In the elegant private room of Baihua Building.

After hearing Guan Yunjian's terms, Dong Jing silently picked up his chopsticks, unhurriedly took a bite of the dish, sipped his wine, and showed an expression of enjoyment, as if he had left the two hanging.

Watching Dong Jing's behavior, both Guan Yunjian and Uncle Shu cursed internally that Dong Jing was too composed.

Guan Yunjian stepped forward with a forced smile on his face, "We truly wish to follow Dong Chasi. I wonder if the price we're offering is not satisfying to Dong Chasi?"

Dong Jing put down his wine cup, continued to eat and said, "It's not about the money. It's just that words alone aren't enough. Now you suddenly say you want to join me, and if Shen Chasi finds out, he might think I'm purposely stealing his people."

"Haha!" Uncle Shu laughed confidently, "I was wondering what Dong Chasi was worried about. It's just this. Rest assured Dong Chasi, that Shen is certainly dead. We all saw it with our own eyes."

This time, they had gathered nine Martial Arts Halls and an old martial master of the Qi Sea status. Shen Qing was merely a martial master of the Qi Cultivation Realm.

Faced with such a situation, he really couldn't see any possibility for Shen Qing to survive.

Even if they had left a bit early and hadn't actually seen the outcome, it was foreseeable.

In their view, it wasn't wrong to say it in advance.

However, just at that moment, a dull thud came from the door.

Bang!

"You're saying I'm definitely dead?!"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Guan Yunjian and Uncle Shu turned their heads in a flash.

There stood Shen Qing at the door, his figure as tall and straight as a pine.

At that moment, both were like struck by lightning, their bodies shivering, as if they had seen a ghost.

"How... how could you..."

Guan Yunjian's voice trembled, each word seeming to be squeezed out through clenched teeth, filled with disbelief and deeply hidden fear.

Uncle Shu was the same, his face white as paper, his eyes wide open, almost unable to speak.

Seeing both of them in the private room, Shen Qing hooked up the corner of his mouth in a faint smile, and, glancing at the attendant behind him, said, "Sorry to trouble you, young brother, but please close the door."

After saying this, he strode over the threshold and entered, boldly standing in front of Guan Yunjian and Uncle Shu.

The attendant at the doorway, seeing everyone inside wearing official uniforms, hurried to close the door for Shen Qing without delay.

Shen Qing, without looking back, took his dagger from his waist, shoved it backward, and tapped it on the door bolt.

With a snap, the bolt fell into place, securing the door shut.

Dong Jing, sitting in the main seat, glanced at Shen Qing then at the stunned Guan Yunjian and Uncle Shu standing like petrified chickens, and his mouth curved upwards.

Just as he had expected, Shen Qing wasn't going to be that easily manipulated by these two.

Now there would be a good show to watch.

While Dong Jing was sizing them up, Shen Qing also subtly took a moment to size up Dong Jing.

Shortly after, he showed a hint of a smile and said, "I was wondering where you had gone. Turns out you came to see Dong Chasi. May I know what business you have with Dong Chasi?"

In the face of Shen Qing's questioning, Guan Yunjian and Uncle Shu realized they might have misjudged their Chief Officer.

Suddenly, a storm of panic rose in their hearts, wild fear growing like weeds, unstoppable, with the sound of their rapid heartbeats echoing in their ears.

"We..."

Guan Yunjian and Uncle Shu began to stammer, a stark contrast to their earlier confidence.

Dong Jing wore an expression of someone who enjoys a good spectacle. He intervened, "They said you were dead and wanted to seek refuge with me, asking for my protection."

Upon hearing this, Guan Yunjian and Uncle Shu suddenly looked as if they were about to collapse.

They were in league.

They were in league with each other.

Guan Yunjian no longer tried to conceal the unsavory deeds in his heart, suppressing the fear within and said, "Shen, what did you do to those people?"

Shen Qing laughed, "What else could I have done? Of course, I killed them. Not to criticize, but the people you brought were honestly quite lacking in the basics, too weak."

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Guan Yunjian's face was pale.

He never imagined that the heads of the Martial Arts Halls in the Outer City, when mentioned by Shen Qing, would all be lacking in basic skills and have been entirely silenced.

"Impossible, impossible…"

This time, taking action had pushed the two to a life and death situation; it was either his death or my survival.

Now that Shen Qing was standing here, it also meant that they couldn't escape their fate.

In the face of the overwhelming desire to live, Guan Yunjian's expression became increasingly crazed, almost hysterical.

Suddenly, as if he had grasped a lifeline, he said coldly, "Although we are officers with low status, after all, we belong to the Guardian Martial Department. You cannot kill us. Otherwise, you won't be able to explain to the Chief Officer, to Lord Huangfu. Why don't we both take a step back and pretend nothing happened? How about that?"

"Pretend nothing happened? You really have the nerve to say it. Didn't you think of all the reasons for me to kill you?"

"What?"

"Nowadays, demons are rampant in Yongzhou City; a few officers dying is quite normal, isn't it!"

Shen Qing slightly turned his body and walked slowly towards Guan Yunjian and his companion.

As he walked, he drew the dagger from his waist.

By the time the long sword was fully unsheathed, he had stopped in front of the two men, holding the long sword, and said with a smile, "Besides, since when do I, Shen Qing, need the dead to speak into my affairs? Today, I just want to kill you, and no one can stop me! I said so."

As the last word left Shen Qing's mouth, he suddenly drew his sword, moving so fast that it nearly surpassed the limits of what the eye could capture.

And with that instant of drawing his sword, the True Qi around his body boiled, like a river bursting its banks, surging violently, forming visible ripples that spread out in all directions from him, causing the air to tremble wherever it passed.

All that remained in Guan Yunjian's eyes was that extremely dazzling white light.

Wherever Shen Qing's long sword went, space itself seemed to split apart, emitting a howling crack.

Before he could react, Guan Yunjian's body had been completely engulfed by the white light.

A thud.

Before Guan Yunjian could react, his body was cleaved open by Shen Qing's blade from head to chest, not even managing to let out a scream.

Uncle Shu, who was nearby, watched everything, his body turning ice cold.

His legs turned weak, his whole body trembling non-stop, and his chattering teeth intermittently let out a whimpering plea for mercy, "This… was all… Guan Yunjian's idea… it has nothing to do with me… I even tried to dissuade… him!"

However, Shen Qing's gaze remained utterly unfazed, and with a laugh full of scorn, he said, "Do you think I'd believe such a lame excuse?"

Uncle Shu grit his teeth and hurriedly drew his dagger, striking a sideways blow at Shen Qing.

Yet Shen Qing had no intention of dodging.

Covered by the Dragon Roar Armor, he caught Uncle Shu's swinging blade barehanded.

"Hmm?"

Uncle Shu's eyes flashed with bemusement.

With a flick of Shen Qing's arm, he swung his sword down once again, without any hesitation.

The blade's light flashed and was gone; accompanied by Uncle Shu's last muffled scream, crimson blood sprayed from his neck.

He stared with wide eyes, clutching at his neck, stumbled backward several steps, then his body went limp, and he fell to his knees, face down.

The most efficient killing is often done in the simplest of ways.

To Shen Qing, disposing of Guan Yunjian and the other was merely a matter of two sideways slashes.

Shen Qing wiped the blood from his blade on his arm, turned his head to Dong Jing, who remained unperturbed, and said, "Sorry for the disturbance, it seems I've disrupted Dong Chasi's enjoyment today."

"It's fine," Dong Jing said with a smile. "Has Shen Chasi had lunch yet?"

"Not yet."

Dong Jing gestured with his chopsticks to the dishes and wine on the table and said, "Then, how about joining me?"

"Great! I've been chasing demons all the way here and am quite hungry. I will gladly accept your hospitality," Shen Qing replied.

Seeing Dong Jing's calmness, Shen Qing sheathed his sword and strode towards the table, taking a seat to Dong Jing's right.