At this moment, Bai San was drinking.
Although Yongyang Square wasn’t affluent, there were still a few taverns.
Bai San naturally never had to pay for his drinks. In high spirits, he pulled a young girl he had seized into his embrace and began groping her lavishly.
The girl cried out in alarm, but his subordinates burst into uproarious laughter.
The tavern shopkeeper dared not voice his anger and even had to accompany them with a smile.
At this time, Shang Jingchuan took the lead and barged in.
"Hey, you old leader, I spared your life earlier, and you still dare to come seeking trouble?"
Someone recognized him and cursed.
Shang Jingchuan ignored him, only looking at Bai San sitting in the middle.
"Are you Bai San?"
"That’s right," Bai San said coldly, not stopping his actions, causing the girl in his arms to cry even more.
"Was it your directive for that incident at the Bai family’s old shop?"
"Yes."
"Very well," Shang Jingchuan nodded.
"Talking for so long, who the hell are you?" Bai San said indifferently.
"Me?" Shang Jingchuan raised his head proudly.
"I am the soon-to-be appointed Capital Prefect of Yan Capital City, responsible for all public security affairs. Now I declare you guilty of oppressing the market and lawless behavior, deserving of execution. Kneel and confess!"
Initially, there was silence in the room, followed by explosive laughter.
"Hahaha, I thought he was an old leader, but he’s actually a madman!"
"Laughing my ass off, claiming to be the Capital Prefect, why don’t you just say you’re the emperor?"
Bai San also laughed, "Get me to kneel and confess? Even if you were the Capital Prefect, you wouldn’t have the authority!"
He leaned back in his chair and waved his hand dismissively, "Take him out and kill him. Don’t make a mess here, it ruins my appetite."
"Yes!"
A few people responded and stepped forward, but as they approached Shang Jingchuan, before they could reach out and grab him—
A faint light flew in from outside the door, swirling around them.
They all froze in place, motionless.
Bai San didn’t notice this; he was contemplating devouring the girl in his arms shortly. Noticing they had stopped, he threw a cup at them.
"Damn, what’s taking you so long?"
Just as he spoke, their heads suddenly flew off, blood spraying onto the ceiling.
Corpses fell, and this gruesome scene threw the room into chaos.
Bai San reacted the fastest, overturning the table in front of him and pushing the girl forward, then turned to flee.
He knew better than anyone that someone who could decapitate without anyone noticing was extraordinarily skilled.
Staying meant death; fighting to escape was better.
But despite his good intentions, reality was cruel.
Just as he attempted to escape through the window, he stopped.
Outside the window stood a person.
A handsome youth was smiling at him.
Despite the bright smile, Bai San felt chills down his spine.
He remembered this room was on the second floor, not high, but not easy to access either.
His plan to escape through the window was out of desperation, better than death.
Yet here this youth stood steadily outside the window, an eerie, terrifying sensation.
The person outside was naturally Zhao Ya.
He had followed Shang Jingchuan upstairs, killed those thugs with a single strike, then went outside to wait for Bai San.
The entire action was swift, seamless.
Zhao Ya understood Bai San’s type well; he would unquestionably flee first, and from his position, the best escape was the window.
At this moment.
Zhao Ya gently pressed the windowsill and leaped into the room.
"My brother’s name is Bai Wang, a chief under the Sea Lord Xiong Kun of Celestial Cyan Sea of the Four Seas Gang. Who are you, and why kill my men?"
Bai San first dropped his brother’s name, attempting to intimidate Zhao Ya.
Zhao Ya naturally wasn’t fazed.
However, at hearing Xiong Kun’s name, he smiled.
Masking as Rakshasa, he’d once fought Xiong Kun. Xiong Kun’s strength was mediocre, but his Flesh Armor Horizontal Refining Technique was impressive, leaving a deep impression on Zhao Ya.
Seeing Zhao Ya smile, Bai San breathed a little easier, plastering a smile, "I didn’t know he was connected to you; surely there’s some misunderstanding, how about...?"
Before finishing, another flash of blade appeared.
Bai San froze, then watched a line of blood stretch from his mouth to his cheeks.
The next second, Bai San’s head split, the upper half sheared off, slowly sliding away.
Yet Bai San’s jaw continued to move, as if trying to speak.
Shortly, the movement stopped completely, Bai San’s body collapsed with a splash of blood.
The bloody scene thoroughly shocked everyone present.
Even Shang Jingchuan, somewhat prepared, turned pale, nearly retching.
Zhao Ya seemed unfazed as if what he did was insignificant, turning to the trembling shopkeeper.
"Should all these people be killed?"
The shopkeeper couldn’t utter a word, but the abducted girl suddenly shouted.