Top Soldier Pursued by a Beauty

The call had just connected when Song Zixuan's voice came through.

"Hello, is this Xu Yafei?"

Xu Yafei paused. Recognizing the voice, she asked, "You are... Inspector Song?"

Song Zixuan said flatly, "Yes. There's something I need to tell you."

"Please, Inspector Song, go ahead."

"Zhao Dong is now in our custody. He publicly killed Wei Wu at a banquet yesterday. Wei Wu was from the Provincial City's Wei Family and was a cultivator himself. Now that Zhao Dong has killed someone, the Dragon Bureau will definitely not let him go. He asked me to make this call to see if you could help."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yafei nearly dropped her phone. "How is that possible?" she said in shock. "Wei Wu is a Grandmaster! How could Zhao Dong kill him?"

"We couldn't believe it either, but those are the facts. If you have any connections, you should use them. Otherwise, even if Zhao Dong isn't killed, the Dragon Bureau will cripple his cultivation and turn him into a nobody."

After saying that, Song Zixuan hung up. Xu Yafei leaned against the door and slowly slid to the floor, her face a mask of numb disbelief.

Zhao Dong… actually killed Wei Wu?

She had heard yesterday that an expert from the Provincial City named Wei Wu had arrived in East Sea. Many people were speculating about the purpose of his visit, but no one expected… he would end up dead at Zhao Dong's hands.

A complex wave of emotions washed over her—joy and excitement, but also helplessness and bitterness.

The joy and excitement were because Zhao Dong had grown so terrifyingly powerful. Just a few days ago, he was no match for Xiao Liufu, a Ninth Grade Inner Strength practitioner, yet now he could personally slay a Grandmaster like Wei Wu!

The helplessness and bitterness were because he had stirred up such enormous trouble. She was completely unable to help, and the Dragon Bureau wouldn't do her any favors.

Perhaps the only way to save him is to get Hong Wu involved. Maybe then Zhao Dong's life could be spared. But Hong Wu is cunning. The fact that he hasn't made a move himself is already a sign of respect for me. He would never help me save Zhao Dong...

Xu Yafei's face turned pale as a sense of helplessness flooded her. What should I do? I'm his woman now, and he's the only one who can cure my poison. I absolutely cannot stand by and watch something happen to him.

As she thought this, an idea suddenly struck her. That's right! Maybe I can talk to Han Chuxue and ask her to help Zhao Dong. He has ties with the Han Family. If they intervened, there might be a slim chance of survival! Regardless, I have to go there first and see the situation for myself.

With that in mind, Xu Yafei opened the door and left the room. Just as she reached the bottom of the villa's staircase, Hong Wu's voice drifted from behind her.

"Yafei, where are you going?"

A chill ran down Xu Yafei's spine. Even without turning around, she could feel the coldness in his gaze.

Suppressing the fear rising in her heart, Xu Yafei kept her back to him and said calmly, "I have an appointment with a friend for a spa afternoon."

"Oh? Which friend?"

"Han Chuxue, the young mistress of the Han Family."

Hong Wu sat on the sofa, sipping red wine. "The young mistress of the Han Family..." he said nonchalantly. "Go on."

Xu Yafei's expression was impassive as she turned to leave.

Suddenly, Hong Wu added lightly, "By the way, I should tell you something. Your friend, Zhao Dong, killed Wei Wu yesterday."

"I know," Xu Yafei said, her tone even.

Hong Wu raised an eyebrow. "How did you know?"

"The incident caused such a stir. Is it really so strange that I heard about it?"

Hong Wu said with a humorless smile, "Your friend is quite the character. Unfortunately, he's already dead."

Xu Yafei's body trembled faintly. "Oh," she said softly. "That has nothing to do with me."

"He was your friend, after all. Aren't you sad that he's dead?"

"We haven't been in touch for many years. We weren't that close, so why would I be sad?"

Hong Wu waved a hand with a faint smile. "Fine. You may go."

Xu Yafei bit her lip, said nothing more, and walked out.

The moment Xu Yafei left the villa, Kou Hongmin appeared at Hong Wu's side. "Lord Wu, Mrs. Xu seemed normal."

"I've been feeling uneasy these past few days," Hong Wu replied. "Have someone follow her!"

"Yes, sir!"

Xu Yafei drove away from the villa. After a short while, she cast a seemingly casual glance at the rearview mirror and sneered coldly. I knew Hong Wu would never trust me that easily. She slowed down, deliberately allowing the car behind her to keep pace, and drove directly toward the Han Family estate...

「Meanwhile, at the East Sea City Inspectorate.」

Zhao Dong sat on an iron stool as time ticked by. Song Zixuan glanced at her watch and said to him, "Time's up. It's clear Xu Yafei isn't going to help you. You can give up hope."

Zhao Dong said nothing, only offering a lonely smile.

He didn't blame Xu Yafei. After all, she was in a precarious position herself at Hong Wu's side. He could only lament his cruel fate, never expecting to run into such trouble so soon after starting on the path of cultivation.

Soon, footsteps echoed in the hallway. The next moment, the door was pushed open, and two men in black with severe expressions walked in.

The man in the lead was about thirty years old, with a long, gaunt face, chilling sanpaku eyes, and a cold light in his gaze.

Song Zixuan was startled. The man was a Commander from the Dragon Bureau—Sun Feichen!

The Dragon Bureau is China's official agency for managing cultivators, with branches at the city and provincial levels, all the way up to the capital. The city-level ranks are Grand Governor, Commander, and Dragon Captain. This Sun Feichen was one of the Commanders!

Seeing Sun Feichen, Song Zixuan knew that Zhao Dong truly had no hope of escape this time.

She stepped aside and said quietly, "Commander Sun, this is the man who killed Wei Wu, Zhao Dong."

Sun Feichen's cold gaze landed on Zhao Dong, sizing him up from head to toe.

"You killed Wei Wu?"

Zhao Dong nodded. "Yes. What of it?"

"What of it? You have some nerve! Wei Wu was a disciple of the Provincial City's Wei Family! Do you have any idea of the consequences of laying a hand on him?"

Zhao Dong countered, "He tried to kill me first. Why couldn't I kill him? It was self-defense."

Sun Feichen sneered. "Self-defense or not, you killed Wei Wu, and you will pay with your life. No more explanations."

Zhao Dong frowned. "The Dragon Bureau has a rule: cultivators are responsible for their own duels, regardless of injury or death. The outcome is between them and no one else. Wei Wu died at my hands in a fair fight. How can you say I must pay with my life?"

Sun Feichen's expression flickered. The Dragon Bureau did indeed have such a regulation. Fights between cultivators were common, so China had a policy that death in a duel did not require life for life—only criticism and education—unless the killer was a depraved individual with clear malicious intent. Zhao Dong's case was clearly self-defense. By rights, he should only receive a warning.

However, Sun Feichen was here because both the Xiao and Wei Families had pulled strings.

Although Wei Wu was not a core disciple of the Wei Family but a peripheral member with little status, his death in East Sea was a blow to the Wei Family's prestige. They had bribed Sun Feichen directly to eliminate Zhao Dong.

Xiao Hongtian had also contacted Sun Feichen, promising a handsome reward if he took care of Zhao Dong.

This was pressure from powerful families in the Provincial City, which naturally left Sun Feichen flattered and eager to please. To curry favor with them, he certainly wasn't going to let Zhao Dong off.

Thinking of this, he barked at Zhao Dong, "Enough! Stop your pointless arguments! If I, the Commander, say you deserve to die, then you will die!"

He then turned to Song Zixuan. "All uninvolved personnel, leave!"

Song Zixuan bit her lip. She hesitated for a moment but ultimately retreated from the room.

Although she didn't have a good impression of Zhao Dong, they were not mortal enemies. She could see that his crime was not punishable by death. Now that Sun Feichen was about to execute him, she felt a genuine sense of pity. It's just Zhao Dong's bad luck to have offended both the Wei and Xiao Families.

Only Sun Feichen, one of his subordinates, and Zhao Dong remained in the interrogation room.

"Kid, I've heard your story," Sun Feichen said coldly. "To have such strength at your age makes you a prodigy. But you don't know how to conceal your brilliance, so an early death is your destiny. Be more careful in your next life!"

With that, Sun Feichen's hand formed a claw. He moved like a fierce gust of wind, his hand instantly clamping around Zhao Dong's throat!

Zhao Dong was bound in shackles. The handcuffs and leg irons seemed to be some kind of Magic Artifact, completely suppressing his ability to circulate the Spiritual Energy in his body!

He couldn't dodge at all!

If Sun Feichen applied any more force, his throat would be crushed!

"If you have any last words, say them now," Sun Feichen said grimly.

A savage grin spread across Zhao Dong's face. "I used to think the Dragon Bureau was the most fair and just organization in the world, but it turns out to be just as filthy and despicable as any other. As a Commander, you disregard right and wrong, your heart is treacherous, and your methods are vile. Don't think I don't know you're colluding with the Xiao and Wei Families. If I survive this, I swear I will kill you!"

Sun Feichen smiled coldly. "Yes, you're right. I am colluding with the Xiao and Wei Families. But you won't get the chance for revenge. Now, die!"

Sun Feichen increased the force in his grip. A series of sickening CRACKS sounded from Zhao Dong's neck, which was about to be crushed.

Zhao Dong's eyes turned crimson, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He refused to accept it! He absolutely refused!

There was still one last method he could use, but if he did, he would likely never be able to walk the path of cultivation again. He hesitated.

Just then, several sets of urgent footsteps sounded from outside. The next second, the door burst open!

"Stop!"