Life Hunter

The whole place was silent.

Everyone in each gang was so frightened that they said nothing, only some students shouted angrily.

"Qiming Academy, how can we allow you to act wildly?"

"Master of the Blood Sect, this is the Qiming Cultural Association, not a place where you Demon Sect can do whatever you want!"

Many students moved closer to the Old Blood Demon.

The old blood demon laughed and went to the table where the blood-clothed door was.

Some students were extremely angry, but the lecturers stopped them, and since they were invited by the academy, there was nothing they could do for the moment.

Halfway through, the Blood Old Demon looked towards where the Shen Gong Sect was.

The old demon Xue gave Liu Yitian a thumbs up and praised: "Bailian hangs high and hangs hundreds of corpses. It is quite the style of my demon sect. The door of my blood-clothed sect will always be open to the Shen Gong sect!"

Then, the Blood Old Demon looked at the disciples behind him and cursed: "Learn from the Shen Gong Sect, they are the real way of the Demon Sect!"

"That's what the door master said!"

"The Divine Bow Sect must be a branch of some great demon sect."

"Headmaster Liu, you come to our Blood Clothes Sect. At worst, you are a protector, no, deputy sect leader."

The disciples of the Blood-clothed Sect walked towards their positions laughing and joking.

The scene was quiet except for the chatter and laughter of the Blood-clothed Sect disciples and the discussions among the students of Qiming Academy.

The disciples of the Shen Gong Sect were angry. The Blood Old Demon killed the leader of the Tiandao Sect just to demonstrate to the Shen Gong Sect. After all, the Shen Gong Sect is now the largest gang in Wangjiatun.

However, as a fifth-grade monk, the Old Blood Demon was too strong and dared not speak out in anger.

Not long after, everyone from the Qingshan Gang came. Gang leader Wan Zhao and deputy gang leader Gao Tianwan went straight to where the Shen Gong Sect was. They stood at the table and chatted with everyone from the Shen Gong Sect in a very lively manner.

The various sects saw everything, were surprised, and discussed quietly.

"What's going on? I heard that the county government, the Blood Clothes Sect, the Baosheng Sect, and the Qiming Academy jointly suppressed the Shen Gong Sect, so why haven't the Qingshan Gang avoided suspicion?"

"Yes, are the Qingshan Gang preparing to confront several other major forces?"

"I'm afraid the Qingshan Gang is just expressing its attitude, and may not really dare to take action, especially against Qiming Academy."

"I heard that the chief of Qiming Academy is very dissatisfied with the Shen Gong Sect, and the Qingshan Gang also has to weigh it."

"The chief is just a student, not the head of the mountain or the superintendent, so he is of no use."

"That's wrong. The chief is the head of the students and participates in many managements of the academy. After graduation, as long as the grade is high enough, the court has always been eager to recruit talents. What's more, the current chief is named Xiang Zhishu, who is well-known for his literary skills. The county magistrate thinks highly of him, and magistrate Wen said that as long as the Zhizhi reaches the eighth rank, he will recommend it to the Ministry of Personnel. Think about it, how important is the recommendation of a dignified sixth-rank official? The most important thing is that Qiming Wenhui has always been just Students participate, so the chief has always been in charge of the cultural gathering."

"I see, I didn't expect that the chief of the prison has such great power. But for the academy to take action, it still needs the approval of the mountain chief or the supervisor, right?"

"You don't understand this. It's easy for students to become passionate. As long as the chief instigates the conflict and someone dies, the academy won't be able to do anything."

"If this is the case, then the Shen Gong Sect is in great danger. Qiming Academy alone can surely defeat the Qingshan Gang and the Shen Gong Sect together, not to mention several other major forces."

"But you're all missing the point."

"oh?"

"The point is not at all whether the Shen Gong sect killed or not, the point is whether Magistrate Wen decides whether the Shen Gong sect kills or not. As long as Magistrate Wen opens his mouth and gives a verdict on this case, and then provokes the students, the Shen Gong sect will be finished. ."

"Yes, it still depends on County Magistrate Wen's attitude."

"Look, Magistrate Wen is here."

When they heard that the local parent officer was coming, everyone present stood up.

I saw many animals in red or green clothes walking towards the door.

The leader has a fair face and a majestic appearance. He is wearing a crimson official robe. The patch on his chest is embroidered with a heron without any gold edges, which represents his status as a sixth-grade servant.

"Lord Wen!"

"Happy New Year, Mr. Wen!"

"New Year's greetings to Master Wen."

Wherever he passed, everyone held their hands in greetings.

No matter the Qingshan Gang or the Bloody Clothes Sect, everyone stood up.

Everyone in the Shen Gong Sect stood up one after another, but Li Qingxian and Zhou Hen were still sitting, while Yu Ping stood and ate.

Wen Siyan showed a kind smile and kept shaking hands with everyone. His eyes passed over the Shen Gong Sect and saw two people who did not stand up. However, he seemed not to notice them and continued to greet others.

Wen Siyan brought a group of officials to the table, while people from other gangs secretly looked at him.

Almost all the official figures in the county were present, including the county magistrate, county magistrate, chief registrar, county lieutenant, and county night guard.

Sitting with Magistrate Wen, besides the officials, there were two other people who stood out.

There is a man who is five points similar to Magistrate Wen. He is taller, thinner, and paler than Magistrate Wen. Everyone in the county knows that this is Wen Siyue, the magistrate's younger brother, who is looking in the direction of the Shen Gong Sect with a smile.

Wang Shoude's whole body stiffened, his fists were clenched, and blood rushed to his brain.

Vince Yue glanced at the people of the Shen Gong Sect, with a nonchalant look on his face, and looked away again. After a few breaths, he let out a light sigh, as if remembering something, and looked at the location of the Shen Gong Sect again.

Vince Yue and Wang Shoude looked at each other.

Vince Yue suddenly looked at the broken fan on Wang Shoude's waist, smiled nonchalantly, and looked away, not bothering to look at Wang Shoude anymore.

Wang Shoude gritted his teeth.

Xu Fang, who was beside Wang Shoude, squinted and looked at the masked woman in black next to Vince Yue.

She knew that it must be Weng Baihong.

Weng Baihong also squinted his eyes, stretched out his beady right index finger, and tapped Xu Fang like a poisonous snake, then withdrew his hand and looked away as if nothing had happened.

Xu Fang's body trembled slightly and she slowly lowered her head.

Not long after Magistrate Wen and others sat down, a group of middle-aged or elderly people wearing various scholar's robes walked in from the door.

This time, not only Magistrate Wen, but also Li Qingxian and Zhou Hen stood up.

Li Qingxian looked over and saw that the leader was in his fifties and had a thick beard, black and white, that reached between his chest and abdomen.

This man was not wearing official uniform, but he had a silver fish bag hanging on his waist, and a brass white pheasant was carved in the middle of his belt, which could only be worn by fifth-grade monks.

Li Qingxian guessed that this was Feng Yemai, the superintendent of Qiming Academy, and looked around him. There was no one of higher rank. It seemed that Mr. Zhang Moya, the headmaster of Qiming Academy, was not here.

County Magistrate Wen left his seat and took the initiative to greet Feng Yemai with all courtesy.

Feng Yemai smiled and held his hands to everyone. He smiled and walked to the seats in the academy with Magistrate Wen.

After Feng Yemai took his seat, a melodious bell rang.

I saw a young man wearing a white robe embroidered with laurel branches and moons walking up to the high platform and began to deliver a speech.

This person is born with fair complexion, suave and good skin.

Liu Yitian whispered: "This person is Xiang Zhishu, the chief of Qiming Academy and the head of the students."

Li Qingxian smiled and said, "I've seen it before."

Liu Yitian nodded. Li Keqing occasionally went out these days, and it was obvious that he was not just wandering around.