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Chapter 421

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Not surprisingly, the admiral's manor, which had already become incomparably quiet, became even quieter. All the officials stared dumbfoundedly at Fan Xian in the doorway. The navy generals unconsciously pressed their lips together and smelled the impending storm. The entire place sank into a strange silence and hidden atmosphere of confrontation.

In the depths of the confrontation was actually the generals' fear. Everyone under heaven knew Fan Xian's identity and what the Overwatch Council did. For the Commissioner of the Overwatch Council to receive an edict to go to the remote Navy Commandery to investigate a case, even if one used their buttocks to think, it was not a small matter.

The navy generals hid the worry in their eyes and quietly glanced at each other. They were all guessing … perhaps something had happened on the East Sea.

Different from these generals and officials, the eyes of the dancers and courtesans who had been yelled to the side lit up as they stared at Fan Xian's handsome face. First, it was not easy to see a god-like figure like Sir Fan junior. Second, everyone knew that Sir Fan junior was a leading figure in his line of work. If they caught the eye of this important figure, their days in the future would be beautiful.

However, the girls were not idiots. Feeling the strange atmosphere in the hall, they knew there was no chance to use the honey trap today.

After the generals and officials paused for a moment, they finally came to their senses. In the absence of Admiral Chang, the Deputy Admiral of the navy, Dang Xiaobo, had become the representative of the navy. He smiled slightly and rose to welcome him. Standing side by side with the Jiaozhou Zhizhou, he bowed to Fan Xian.

All of the officials and generals did not dare to sit in their seats anymore. They stood up with some fear and bowed to Fan Xian in greeting.

"Greetings, Commissioner."

"Greetings, imperial envoy."

Because civil and military were different and their thoughts were different, the navy and the Jiaozhou government also addressed Fan Xian differently.

"Pass."

Fan Xian's chin moved slightly and he nodded his head in acknowledgment. His gaze did not waver as he walked forward under the protection of the officials. He then sat down on the chair that had belonged to Admiral Chang Kun.

The eight Overwatch Council officials behind him also followed and stood behind him. Their hands gripped the hilts of their knives as they stared fiercely at all the officials in the hall.

It was a little arrogant, but he had the qualifications.

Dang Xiaobo saw this major figure's attitude and his expression was slightly unhappy, but he was secretly happy in his heart. This kind of domineering person was much easier to deal with. It looked like the rumors of Sir Fan junior's sinister and deep secrets were not all true.

He coughed lightly and raised his hands in a salute. "Greetings, Commissioner. What case have you come to Jiaozhou to deal with this time?"

"You are the vice-admiral of the navy. Even if the academy needs manpower to handle a case, we can't ask you to transfer it." He turned to the Jiaozhou Zhizhou and said, "Today, I am handling a case by imperial edict. I do not have enough people with me. I will have to trouble Sir Wu to transfer a battalion of the provincial army to me."

The Jiaozhou Zhizhou's surname was Wu Gefei. He was one of the top three in the old government and had once passed through Prime Minister Lin and the Fan manor. Suddenly hearing that Sir Fan junior knew what his surname was, his heart warmed. He felt his entire body was at ease. Smiling merrily, he replied, "Please give me your orders."

Sir Wu had one good thing about him. He would certainly be greedy for silver that he should be greedy for, but he would not be greedy for thoughts that he did not dare to move. He was an honest and dutiful person. In a broken place like Jiaozhou, it was suppressed by the navy in every aspect. Putting aside the fact that many government affairs were not coordinated, even if there were any great benefits, it would not be his turn.

Wu Gefei had long wanted to transfer to another wealthy province. However, he did not have any powerful figures in Jingdou who could speak for him. Hearing the warmth in Sir Fan junior's tone, he was so happy that he had long forgotten his mother's surname. He also forgot that if the Overwatch Council wanted to transfer troops, they needed the orders of the Council and the Bureau of Military Affairs. He directly said something to the advisor. The advisor accepted the order and left without hesitation.

The deputy general of the navy, Dang Xiaobo, watched coldly from the side. He was slightly surprised. He thought to himself that the Commissioner had just arrived in Jiaozhou and had not made clear what the score was, yet he wanted to borrow troops from Jiaozhou. What was he preparing to do? After thinking about it, he immediately calmed down. The local officials in Jiaozhou were weak. Even the provincial army was only a mere few hundred people. Furthermore, they had always been poorly trained. How could they be a match for the navy soldiers? If the Overwatch Council was truly here to make trouble for the Jiaozhou Navy, Commissioner Fan would not have only brought seven or eight people in. He also would not have mobilized the provincial army in front of him.

Thus, Dang Xiaobo was not very afraid. He was just a bit confused. What exactly did the Overwatch Council want to do today?

"Where is the admiral? The Emperor has an edict. Why hasn't he come to receive it? "Fan Xian furrowed his brows tightly and asked.

Dang Xiaobo's expression became awkward. He also felt it was strange. There was such a big commotion outside, how could the admiral not have noticed? Even if he was playing with women in the back, he should have come out at this time. If they truly offended him, no one would have good days.

He smiled bitterly and explained a bit to Fan Xian. With a glance, he had the admiral's personal soldiers enter the back garden to notify the admiral.

Fan Xian watched this scene with cold eyes, but he was quietly calculating the time in his heart.





After three breaths, a wretched cry rang out from the admiral's manor. The sound pierced through the quiet Jiaozhou night sky and traveled far.

Everyone in the hall suddenly jumped. Without any time to say anything, they randomly pulled out their weapons from under the table and ran toward the back of the garden. Although no one dared to believe that something would happen in the Jiaozhou admiral's manor, that wretched cry was not fake.

Dang Xiaobo's gaze was slightly strange. He didn't leave. He only stared strangely at Fan Xian.

Fan Xian didn't even look at him. A sliver of heavy worry surged between his furrowed brows. "Did I come too late?"

After saying this, he had already grabbed the screaming Jiaozhou Zhizhou Wu Gefei. His figure floated and he, along with the panicking navy generals, came to the back garden.

There was a pool of blood in the back garden.

Seven or eight personal soldiers of the admiral's manor lay miserably in the blood. Some had their heads separated from their bodies, while others had ghastly bloody holes in their chests.

Seeing this scene, the Jiaozhou civil officials couldn't help but feel their legs grow weak.

The navy generals stared fixedly at a black-clothed man behind the pool of blood. Their expressions were incomparably agitated. It was as if they wanted to charge forward and tear the other party to pieces to eat. However, they were only anxious and angry. They didn't dare to make any strange movements.

In the hands of the masked black-clothed man was the body of Admiral Chang Kun of the Jiaozhou Navy.

A stream of fresh blood slowly flowed down from Chang Kun's body and dripped onto the ground. The head of the Jiaozhou Emperor was lowered. It was unknown whether he was alive or dead.

Looking at the bodies in the garden and the unknown status of the admiral's body, the eyes of the navy generals were about to split open. Their eyes had long turned red. How could these valiant soldiers, who often killed on the sea, think that there would be an assassin who dared to assassinate them in Jiaozhou and kill so many of their brothers in front of so many of them?

"Put down the admiral!"

"You b * stard, put down the sword!"

The generals roared and surrounded the black-clothed man in the center. However, they were afraid to shoot at the rat for fear of harming the innocent. Naturally, no one moved.

Fan Xian coldly put down the Jiaozhou Zhizhou Wu Gefei. Gazing at the black-clothed man in the field, he seemed to say to himself, "As expected, he arrived earlier than me."

After Dang Xiaobo recovered from his shock, he had already woken up. He deeply felt that there was something strange about this matter. Why would the Commissioner of the Overwatch Council personally come to Jiaozhou? Why would he directly charge into the birthday banquet and not secretly investigate the case? Why did Fan Xian's expression earlier seem to indicate that he knew someone was coming to assassinate the admiral? Why did Fan Xian say that the other party had arrived earlier than him?

The gears in his mind spun quickly. He knew that this matter had to do with the little island on the East Sea. However, he was not Chang Kun. He did not know of the existence of the Junshang Conference. He only faintly knew that his admiral was working for some organization. Thus, hearing Fan Xian's purposeful words, he couldn't help but sink into a wild imagination.

Dang Xiaobo stared anxiously at the black-clothed man and the admiral in his hands. His temples burned with pain. He thought to himself … was it because the court wanted to investigate that organization, so that organization wanted to kill the admiral to silence him? Was that why Sir Fan junior had deigned to personally come? Otherwise, why would Fan Xian be so anxious earlier?

However, this thought was not enough to move him. There was still a glimmer of doubt in his heart toward the Overwatch Council. At this moment, he couldn't resist sneaking a glance at Fan Xian.

Fan Xian's brows were tightly furrowed as he looked at the black-clothed man behind the pool of blood. There was an unspeakable worry and worry, as well as a sense of heaviness that could not be shaken off.

"Don't come over. I'll kill whoever comes over," the black-clothed man said in a raspy voice. His words carried a glimmer of ruthlessness and confidence.

The admiral of the navy was a major official. His life and death would certainly shake the court and affect all the people in the Jiaozhou Navy. Although the navy generals in the garden were anxious, they did not dare to move. They were terrified that if the black-clothed man's hand shook slightly, Sir Chang's head would be cut off.

The navy soldiers outside the admiral's manor had long surrounded them and occupied the highest points of the courtyard walls. They all drew their bows and waited, aiming at the black-clothed man in the garden.

Surrounded by the army, how could the black-clothed man escape?

However, no one gave the order to attack. The navy generals did not dare to take on this responsibility. They glanced angrily and carefully at the Jiaozhou Zhizhou.

At least nominally, this was an incident that happened in Jiaozhou, so it should be handled by the Jiaozhou Zhizhou.

The Jiaozhou Zhizhou was startled by the heat of these fanatical gazes. He woke from his earlier fear and fear and began to curse in his heart. He thought to himself, You damn navy, you usually look down on me. Now that something big has happened, you push me to the front to block the arrow. I won't do it.

The Jiaozhou Zhizhou bit his lip. The person with the highest status in the garden was the Commissioner of the Overwatch Council, Fan Xian, who had just barged into the birthday banquet.

Thus, everyone stared anxiously at Fan Xian. The navy generals were a bit afraid. Sir Fan junior was famous for not loving life and cared a lot about the face of the court. If he had the sailors fire the arrows, the admiral would not be able to survive. Fan Xian's brows were still tightly furrowed.

He took a step forward and stared at the black-clothed man. "I don't care who you are. Assassinating an official of the court is a capital crime punishable by the extermination of one's family … I am Fan Xian. You should know my identity. Even if I let you go today, I can still find out who you are. Please believe me, as long as I know you are dead, your parents, your wife, your children, your friends, your childhood companions, your fellow villagers, and even the village woman who gave you a cup of water on the road … I will find them all."

A warm smile rose to the corners of his lips. "Furthermore, I will kill them all."

The scene was completely silent. One could only faintly hear the urgent breathing of the officials and the sound of the archers' fingers rubbing against the bowstrings on the courtyard walls.

A navy general was shocked. He thought to himself that the most important thing was to save the admiral. What consequences would Fan Xian's threats have? He was just about to open his mouth to say something when Dang Xiaobo furrowed his brows and signaled for him to shut up.

Dang Xiaobo looked at Fan Xian's profile with a strange gaze. He knew that Fan Xian's words were an attack on his heart.

Fan Xian gazed at the black-clothed man and slowly said, "Put down the admiral and tell me clearly who ordered you. I … will only kill you."

"You can also kill the admiral. Then, I will kill you, as well as those people you mentioned earlier," Fan Xian stared at him and said. "In this world, as long as there is a connection to you, I will kill them one by one."

Dang Xiaobo's heart settled slightly. He knew that the commissioner's method was a method he had no other choice in a desperate situation. It all depended on whether or not the assassin's guard would relax.





"Sir Fan junior?" The black-clothed man laughed hoarsely. "I really did not think you would come to Jiaozhou. I miscalculated a bit this time."

"It has nothing to do with me. Even if I wasn't here, you wouldn't have been able to escape," Fan Xian said coldly. "It was I who did not think you would act so quickly."

The black-clothed man paused and suddenly smiled coldly. "Don't try to get information out of me. I only came to kill people. I don't know why I want to kill this admiral."

"Is that so?" Fan Xian took a few steps forward and smiled slightly. "What are your and Master Yun's names?"

Master Yun? Dongyi's great swordsman Yun Zhilan? Sigu Jian's first disciple? Everyone in the garden looked at each other. No one had thought of Fan Xian's words. The navy generals were particularly shocked. The Jiaozhou Navy had always had an unclear relationship with Dongyi. Why would Dongyi do such a thing?

However, to be able to break into the admiral's manor under the heavy guard and kill so many people not far from the main hall, it could only be a ninth-level assassin from Dongyi.

The generals glared angrily at the black-clothed man. Because Fan Xian and the Overwatch Council people were beside them, they didn't dare curse.

Dang Xiaobo still didn't believe the judgment in his subconscious. He still didn't believe that the black-clothed man was someone from Dongyi.

As expected, the black-clothed man coldly said, "I am not a person from Dongyi. Yun Zhilan has nothing to do with me. As for that old dog Sigu Jian, don't mention him in front of me."

Even if he wanted to hide his identity, if he was truly a member of Dongyi's Sigu Jian faction, he would not call Sigu Jian an old dog in front of everyone. Hearing these words, everyone knew that Fan Xian's judgment was wrong. This black-clothed man had to have other origins.

Fan Xian's brows furrowed even tighter. It was as if he had not expected the black-clothed man to not be someone from Dongyi. In a quiet and self-mocking voice, he said, "Looks like there are a lot of people competing with me for business."

The black-clothed man said coldly in a raspy voice, "Open up a path and prepare three horses and three days' worth of food and water three li outside the city. Then, I will release the person in my hands."

"How do I know if the person in your hands is dead or alive?" Fan Xian's tone was colder than his. Clearly, he didn't care about Chang Kun's life or death.

The black-clothed man paused. Perhaps he knew he was no match for the Overwatch Council in terms of words and negotiations, so he just shut his mouth.

"You're not afraid I'll poison the water?" Fan Xian continued coldly. "Also, it looks like you really don't care about the threat earlier."

"I won't let you go."

"If you want to kill the admiral, then kill him. What does that have to do with me?"





Although he knew Fan Xian was attacking his mind, Dang Xiaobo looked at the admiral in the black-clothed man's hands and was still frightened by these words. The navy generals began to cry out anxiously.

The black-clothed man glanced around and smiled coldly. "You don't care, but someone does. As for what you said earlier … I am an orphan. No one in this world has ever treated me well, so I don't care if you kill everyone in this world after this."

Fan Xian lowered his head slightly. A powerful feeling of absurdity welled up in his heart. The black-clothed man in front of him was the Shadow. However, after this negotiation, it seemed more and more real.

"Pretty boy, hurry up and make your decision." Seeing that no one in the garden could defeat him, the black-clothed man coldly gave his last warning. The cold sword in his hand pressed against the back of Chang Kun's neck.

"Say those three words one more time." Fan Xian's eyes narrowed slightly. A cold light shot out. A finger was pointed coldly and full of murderous intent at the black-clothed man's face.

The black-clothed man opened his mouth and was about to say something.

The finger Fan Xian extended in the air trembled slightly. A black crossbow in his sleeve turned into a black light and silently pierced forward.





The black-clothed man let out a strange cry. He had no time to use Chang Kun to block his body. His entire body leaned back and his figure flashed twice in an extremely strange manner, dodging this hidden crossbow.

In this split second, Fan Xian had already closed in. His finger flicked and flicked against his meridian. With a flip of his wrist, he grabbed the black-clothed man's wrist.

Swing!

Using the power of the coffin-breaker technique, Fan Xian was very satisfied with this move. His entire right arm shook and pulled Chang Kun's body back. Immediately after, the tip of his foot pushed off the ground, and he and the black-clothed man were entangled together.

In just a moment, the two of them had fought their way from the garden to the top of the wall. Turning into two terrifying black shadows, they fought at a strange speed. Their swords moved without wind and their fists moved without sound. However, their power flowed out in all directions and shook open a gap in the archer on the wall.

Inside the wall, Dang Xiaobo had already leaped forward and caught Admiral Chang Kun's body. The eight officials of the Overwatch Council did not go to help Fan Xian. Instead, they nervously stood in front of Dang Xiaobo, terrified that a few more assassins would come out and kill Sir Chang. Their urgency was very clear.

Dang Xiaobo looked at the two streaks of black light on the top of the wall and anxiously cried out, "Sir Fan, step back! Shoot! Shoot!"

Putting aside the fact that Fan Xian had just rescued the admiral, just based on Fan Xian's own identity, there would be people among the Qing soldiers who would dare to shoot at him.

A shout came from the top of the wall. Fan Xian's shoulder was struck heavily and he spat out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, his body shrunk back. The black dagger in his boot flew out of its sheath and stabbed directly into the black-clothed man's chest.





At this moment, the archers' formation was thrown into chaos. It was as if someone was causing trouble inside and widening the gap.

The heavily injured black-clothed man held his chest and quickly swept past. Swinging his sword, he killed a number of people and then disappeared into the night.

A few navy generals were about to lead soldiers in pursuit when they found that the night was deep in Jiaozhou. There was no trace of the assassin.

Fan Xian held his left shoulder. He was angry that the Shadow had hit him so hard. He coughed and coughed up some blood. Using a fierce gaze, he looked around and said, "Everyone, come back. Don't give chase."

The navy generals were a bit uneasy and afraid, but they all looked at Dang Xiaobo.

Dang Xiaobo's eyes flashed slightly. He furrowed his brows and said, "Who dares to disobey the commissioner's orders?"

Hearing these words, the navy generals hesitantly stopped their pursuit and hurried over to see Chang Kun's injury.

Fan Xian also walked over and lowered his head to look. He saw that the wound on Chang Kun's chest was a bit wide. Without thinking, he knew that the Shadow must have done something to hide the wound he left behind very well. Chang Kun was on his last breath. He was breathing in but not out. It seemed that he could die at any moment. For some reason, he was not completely dead.

"All of you, move aside." Fan Xian glanced at these generals with disgust and walked over.

Dang Xiaobo looked at his old boss's wretched state and didn't know what to do. Suddenly, he remembered that Sir Fan junior had another identity as a divine doctor. Immediately, there was a bit more hope in his heart.

Fan Xian checked and took his pulse. In the end, he shook his head. "He's still alive, but he can't be saved." In reality, there was no need to take a pulse. He had killed the person himself. In the end, he had also kept his life. He knew Chang Kun's situation the best.

The generals present felt like they had been struck by lightning, but they knew Sir Fan junior would not lie. They couldn't help but look at each other, unsure of what to do next.

Dang Xiaobo's body swayed. His face was deathly pale. With great difficulty, he steadied himself. Silently, he called over a trusted aide and quietly said a few words by his ear, telling the aide to quickly leave the city and bring over the navy soldiers.

Although Dang Xiaobo was grateful for the Overwatch Council's help, he still felt that the matter was strange. Forcing himself to be alert, he bowed toward Fan Xian. "Sir, you have a precious body. I am indescribably grateful …"

Before he finished speaking, Fan Xian had already cut him off. "When the assassin escaped earlier, what happened?"

Dang Xiaobo's heart jumped. He wondered if there was an assassin inside the navy.

Fan Xian turned and coldly said to the still shaken Wu Gefei, "Where are the provincial soldiers I told you to bring over? Immediately close the city gates and search for the culprit. At the same time, surround this manor. All of the navy soldiers, bow down and wait for questioning. No one is allowed to leave this manor! "

"Sir!"

Two voices rang out at the same time. Wu Gefei happily accepted this mission, but Dang Xiaobo felt a great sense of unease from Fan Xian's words and wanted to speak up in objection.





(I'll write slowly. Everyone, read slowly. Thank you. Also, I'm pulling for monthly votes. Although I didn't write much, I'm still pulling. Monthly votes are a good thing. Yesterday, the Oscars had just been given out. Today, I'm writing about Fan Xian's acting. It's quite a coincidence.)

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