I Can Devour Spirits

Chapter 328 - 286: Fan Yuanhai’s Pursuit

The next day, at dawn!

At Xianggu County, the street at the East City Gate was completely blocked by four grand and imposing carriages.

These four carriages had black flags with golden-threaded edges fluttering on top, with a bear embroidered in the center. These were the flags of a prefecture-level government office, meaning these carriages were official vehicles of the Yuan Yang Prefecture government office!

These official cars had already entered the city by dusk yesterday!

This is the rule of the sect, when registered disciples from various places enter, they all ride official cars, allocated according to quota!

Each official car had two constables driving, dressed in uniforms with black boots, carrying knives at the waist, appearing quite stalwart and imposing!

At this moment, besides the four official cars parked there, there were also carriages for luggage from various families, and the people seeing them off, creating a noisy, bustling scene...

Beside each luggage carriage, servants and miscellaneous workers were moving boxes and baskets, placing them onto the official cars, amidst noisy shouts and jostling.

Duan Rong naturally wasn’t in the throng of people pushing and shoving, he didn’t bring much luggage, just carrying a bundle on his back.

Liu’s House was lent to him by Ruan Fengshan, not given to him. None of the items inside were his.

However, among the crowd seeing people off, Duan Rong was firmly held by Ximen Yong.

With tears in his eyes, Ximen Yong murmured, "My dear nephew, I’m really happy that you could become a registered disciple!"

Ximen Yong held Duan Rong in one hand and called for Ximen Kankan to come over.

Ximen Kankan was currently contending with Jiang Qingyu over where to place luggage on one of the official cars. Hearing his father’s call, he ran back while cursing Jiang Qingyu.

Ximen Kankan ran to his father.

Ximen Yong held Ximen Kankan in one hand and Duan Rong in the other, advising, "Kankan, when you’re out in the world, don’t act on your own; discuss more with your brother Duan! Remember, your brother Duan is not an outsider!"

Ximen Kankan gave a strange look to Duan Rong. He really didn’t understand why his father trusted Duan Rong so much.

Ximen Yong looked at Duan Rong and said, "My dear nephew, Kankan doesn’t have much experience; help me watch over him and don’t let him get into trouble."

Duan Rong said, "Uncle, don’t worry! Not only does Kankan have a good Martial Arts talent, but he also has a nimble mind. He has a good sense of things, won’t get into trouble. If there are really any issues, I’ll help him out."

Ximen Yong said, "My dear nephew, now that you’ve said it, I feel much more at ease!"

Not far behind Duan Rong, Xiao Yu and Zhu Xiaoqi were also saying goodbye.

In the morning, Xiao Yu had bowed to his father in the main hall as a farewell. Xiao Zongting feared he would not be able to hold back tears when bidding farewell and thus restrained himself from coming to see Xiao Yu off.

Xiao Yu was always simple, bringing only a very small box, and didn’t need to compete with Shen Mizi and Xia Shuangshuang for a place to put luggage on the official car.

Xiao Yu and Zhu Xiaoqi held hands, talking while wiping away tears. Zhu Xiaoqi cried so much that her eyes were filled with tears...

Lv Qingzhu stood at the edge of the crowd, looking indifferent, but beside her, Amo was already somewhat impatient. "Miss, look at these people, dawdling around."

Lv Qingzhu said, "Changling Mountain is thousands of miles away. With this farewell, who knows when we’ll meet again? Sending off with tears is only natural."

Saying this, Lv Qingzhu also sighed lightly, she too missed home, missed A Wing.

This trip down the mountain, she traveled for miles and saw many worldly affairs. All along the journey, she lacked interest in these things; the matters here were really no match for her cultivation in the mountain!

Qin Shuban also stood at the edge of the crowd, watching from afar near the carriages at Shen Yanliu speaking to Shen Mizi, his expression somewhat gloomy.

During Shen Yanliu’s three years in Xianggu County, he had served diligently, receiving and sending off, handling both private and public matters with utmost dedication. He originally thought Shen Yanliu’s promotion would take him along, but unexpectedly, Shen Yanliu had no such intentions.

After bidding farewell to Shen Mizi, Shen Yanliu himself was going to assume his new post in Ruyang Prefecture, so Qin Shuban had resentment but dared not refrain from seeing him off.

One reason was Shen Yanliu’s promotion, leaving Xianggu County, another was the newly promoted registered disciples departing to the sect, so people with influence from various major forces in Xianggu County came to see them off.

Fan Yuanhai in the crowd looked around for a while, then walked slowly to Qin Shuban and said, "Qin Shuban, why haven’t I seen Jie Daohan today? Sent out on duties again?"

This... Qin Shuban hesitated, thinking about Fan Yuanhai’s identity as an Imperial Envoy for the sect, he said, "Jie Daohan was killed! The corpse was found the day before yesterday morning in the Wild Lake behind the City God Temple!"

"What? Killed?"

Fan Yuanhai was suddenly shocked, his scalp tingling, frozen on the spot.

His two visits to Xianggu County, Jie Daohan was almost his only friend there. Moreover, just a day before the Talent Selection Conference, they were drinking together; in just over ten days he was dead!

Jie Daohan was a True Qi Realm strongman and the Chief Constable managing criminal affairs of the county, yet he was killed?

This Xianggu County really was a small temple with turbulent winds!

Meanwhile, Ximen Yong was speaking with Ximen Kankan and Duan Rong. Not far behind them, a servant from West Gate Mansion carrying a box suddenly stumbled, and with a clang, a box fell by the carriage, its contents - albums scattered all over the ground.

Hearing the sound, Ximen Kankan suddenly turned around, upon seeing the scattered albums, instantly changed his expression, immediately withdrawing his father’s hand and ran to the carriage, cursing the servant while picking up the albums.