On the way back to the city.

  Chen Ji rode a donkey behind him, staring at the straight back in front of him, feeling a little strange.

  Normally, Shen Yi would swindle the common people even if he just passed by their doors, taking away their money, wine, meat, and even other peoples daughters.

  Today I personally beheaded the monster, what a good excuse, and yet he just walked away so lightly?

  Besides, in the farmers house earlier, although it was a sneak attack, but relying on the opponents body that had been emptied by wine and lust, running a few steps would make them pant, how could they have no power to fight back against the dog demon.

  Chen Ji patted his heart and asked himself, at that time, sitting next to the dog demon was himself, probably couldnt have done it so neatly.

  Shen Yis appearance when he was rummaging through martial arts manuscripts came to mind.

  He hesitated and asked: "Is Lord Shen also interested in the martial arts of the Demon-Slaying Department?"

  Upon hearing this, Shen Yi turned his head and looked at the young mans entangled expression, and recalled the time in the classroom when he handed over the martial arts manuscript with a reluctant face.

  “……”

  He was speechless for a moment, then pulled out his martial arts manual and flung it over: "Just take a casual look, Ill return it to you."

  "I didnt mean it that way..." Chen Ji took over the copy and subconsciously explained: "I have some understanding of these three styles of martial arts, if Lord Shen is interested, I can replace you..."

  The conversation came to an abrupt end.

  Chen Jiru furrowed his brow, he didnt understand why he would say something like that.

  One of the main reasons he worked hard to practice martial arts in the first place was that he wanted to use his long sword to cut down this beast in front of him, how could he be willing to pass on his martial arts skills to his opponent.

  Its really changed!

  From this mornings contact onwards, Shen Yi was like a different person, every move of his was beyond her expectation.

  Has the other party found their conscience and is preparing to reform and start anew?

  "Tie up the donkey and get rid of the demons head too."

  Back at the county yamen, Shen Yi stood at the gate of the prison, with a hint of fatigue on his face.

  Two consecutive days of hands stained with fresh blood, although they were all demonic blood, he still wasnt quite used to it.

  Its just that his predecessor was a lazy official, and he didnt have much official business to attend to on a daily basis. If someone like Shen Yi could sit in the office for a while, others would praise him as diligent.

  He stretched his body slightly and then walked inside.

  "Shen Lao Da, why so early today?"

  “……”

  Shen Yi glanced at the scorching sun directly above her head and slowly shifted her gaze back to the few people in front of her.

  This man named Zhang Datou who speaks nonsense with his eyes open was highly valued by his predecessor and was entrusted with all the dirty and tiring work, considered a trusted aide.

  Adding those few people at the back, thats all of Shen Yis team.

  "Uh-huh."

  Shen Yi nodded and continued walking towards the house.

  From their past behavior, it can be seen that this group of sycophants are not good people. Apart from bullying the kind and suppressing the good, they only know how to indulge in food, drink and pleasure.

  When it comes to martial arts, relying on official power to bully ordinary people is still acceptable, but when facing demons and monsters, they are almost as useless as a piece of white paper.

  Shen Yi wasnt interested in chatting with them either.

  Just then, Zhang Datou trotted up behind him, a self-satisfied look on his face: "Boss Shen, the task you assigned has been completed."

  "Whats wrong?" Shen Yi was slightly stunned.

  "Its just using that young mans sister to make up for the Liu familys quota." Zhang Datou squeezed out a pitiful expression: "You dont know, in our county, which family doesnt hide their daughter well? In order to meet your required number, my brothers and I almost ran our legs off these past few days."

  He said with a smile: "I arranged for several brothers to take him to Liulimiao Village, dont worry, he wont be back in ten days or half a month."

  As soon as the words fell, Shen Yis heart sank slightly, and suddenly thought of something.

  At this moment, a slender figure also stopped at the classroom door.

  Chen Ji took off his bamboo hat, his eyes dim and lifeless, and slowly raised his head to look at the crowd.

  The next moment, his eyes were filled with self-mockery, and the sword at his waist suddenly came out of its scabbard!

  Bullshit about washing ones heart and changing ones ways, bullshit about starting anew.

  Beasts will always be beasts!

  "Grass, how did he come back! Protect Lord Shen!"

  Zhang Dahu let out a shout of surprise and together with the remaining six bailiffs, they all drew their swords and stood in front of Shen Yi, blocking his way.

  "Chen, youre so bold! Dare to draw a knife in the yamen and defy Lao Da. If you want to live, quickly put down your sword and listen!"

  "Hmph."

  Chen Ji looked at the crowd, clearly outnumbered, yet his eyes were filled with contempt.

  After he had diligently practiced the Demon-Suppressing Departments martial arts, this group of native chickens and tile dogs were fundamentally not worthy of being his opponents.

  In an instant, Chen Ji suddenly took three steps forward.

  Zhang Dahu, despite being wary of his opponents reputation as a martial arts prodigy, relied on the advantage of having more people and showed a few hints of ferocity: "Ive been looking at you with disdain for a long time, you wild seed. How dare you follow me around and try to get in my face? Youre asking for death."

  Although this group of yamen runners didnt have any real kung fu skills, the seven gleaming steel knives that shot out at the same time still looked quite intimidating.

  However, Chen Ji didnt even bat an eye, and with a casual swing of his official sword, he easily parried the attacks of several people.

  Zhang Dahu was in his prime, tall and strong, normally he would grab small vendors or catch chickens with one hand, but now he held a knife in both hands, sweat dripping from the tip of his nose, yet the long knife that had just chopped down could not be pressed down even an inch.

  The next moment, Chen Ji swung his sword again.

  A sharp flash of silver light appears, a clear and crisp sound of gold and iron echoes, seven steel knives break off simultaneously.

  Several officers stumbled backward, their faces shocked and grasping at their wrists, the enormous force transmitted from the hilt of the knife far exceeding their imagination.

  "Ah...... Ah...... Protect Lord Shen......"

  Zhang Dahu knew that the opponent should have some tricks up their sleeve, but he didnt expect it to be terrifying to this extent. At this moment, even his voice became sharper, and he retreated backwards while howling.

  Chen Ji did not continue to chase after them, but instead walked slowly to the front of the last person, with an indifferent expression.

  Shen Yi stood with his hands hanging down, furrowed his brow and looked over, saying in a soft voice: "Put the knife down first."

  "Dare to do and dare to bear, dont ask for mercy." Chen Ji shook his head, his hand gripping the knife even tighter.

  The mountains and rivers can be changed, but ones inherent nature is hard to alter.

  Dogs will always eat shit in the end.

  His lips curled up in a sneer, his voice like an evil spirit urging him to die: "Lord Shen, be more careful next time."

  The voice fell, and the silver light reappeared.

  The cold forests long blade was raised high, with great force and momentum chopping down, causing the surrounding crowd to gasp in shock and nearly choke on their breath.

  "Small words still follow one set after another."

  Shen Yi raised an eyebrow, and his palm finally rested on the hilt of his sword, without drawing it out, simply grasping the scabbard.

  Then lightly and casually threw it away.

  The black scabbard skillfully dodged the silver light, and before it could slash down, lightly floated onto Chen Jis shoulder.

  The next moment, Chen Jis pupils were shocked, his mind was blank, as if he had encountered some inexplicable strange situation.

  The whole body suddenly sank down, knees bent, making a creaking sound.

  His long sword slipped from his grasp, he knelt on one knee, his breathing disordered, both arms pressed firmly to the ground, and the veins on his neck bulged out as he strained with all his might but could not budge an inch.

  The cause of all this was just the scabbard pressing on his back shoulder.

  Chen Ji stared fixedly at the official boots in front of him, casting a sidelong glance upwards.

  Within sight, Shen Yi still had that calm expression, his tone was undisturbed: "I said, put the knife down first."