Chapter Five: I Did Not Want It

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Min Ning, the commander of the Western Depot, stood gazing at the three bodies in the alley.

“Two of them had their throats slit with a single clean stroke, the strikes were swift and decisive, and they died before even drawing their weapons.”

Min Ning casually scanned the corpses and stepped forward, her brows sharp and her expression stern.

When she looked at Song Shengbao’s body, her pupils contracted slightly.

“The blade was cut clean through. Judging by the cut… both sides are curved, indicating it was bent upon being struck and then abruptly snapped—immense force, sudden and explosive… the Dragon-Slaying Saber technique?”

A look of astonishment crossed Min Ning’s face.

In the capital, only one other person mastered the Dragon-Slaying Saber technique. She could think of only one.

“It must be Chen Yi… but didn’t he just steal this saber technique barely a month ago?”

Thinking of this man, Min Ning furrowed her elegant brows.

“Could he be a prodigy, hiding his true strength so deeply?”

When she first encountered this mysterious man who suddenly rose to prominence, Min Ning had scoffed.

Nepotism was hated by all.

Moreover, Chen Yi was barely in his twenties and hadn’t even achieved the rank of a ninth-grade warrior; he was like a blank slate.

Min Ning, in her early twenties, was already an eighth-grade warrior thanks to her exceptional talent and having cracked major cases. Furthermore, her grandfather had once been an official in the Southern Garrison of the Embroidered Uniform Guard and had rendered aid to the Western Depot’s overseer. After coming of age, she had been appointed commander of the Western Depot and dispatched to supervise the Eastern Depot.

Her youthful achievements should have commanded respect, yet the Eastern Depot’s personnel were dissatisfied with this parachuted superior.

She was too straightforward, too upright, intolerant of corruption.

After a brief investigation, Min Ning stepped out of the alley.

“I need to find my sister and investigate his followers. If there’s nothing suspicious, then… we’ll work together to intercept the remnants of the demonic cult.”

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The capital was famous for its many pleasure quarters, among which the Hundred Flowers Pavilion was renowned. It housed refined courtesans who performed art without selling their bodies, as well as enchanting red-light courtesans who stirred passionate waves.

“I remember this Chen Yi you mentioned,” said Min Ming, fanning herself with a sly smile.

She was breathtakingly beautiful, with a naturally supple figure and peach-blossom eyes glistening like dew. Her red gown framed her like a full moon. Because of her gentle and tolerant nature, the sisters in the pleasure house often teased her, saying she would be a capable mistress who could support herself someday.

“Do try to look into him, sister. There’s something peculiar about him. Don’t underestimate him,” Min Ning urged earnestly.

“Are you thinking about that man too much, Ning’er? Nagging your sister like this… Oh, I remember he’s quite handsome.”

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