"You little rat! Your head is filled with nothing but filth!"
"Hey hey, mother, I’m thinking of you, aren’t I? With no word from elder brother, shouldn’t I be speeding things up here?"
"Hmph, there’s nothing for you here anymore. Go wherever you’re supposed to go!"
Madam ng gave you a cold look.
"Mother, my dear mother, where else could I go? I’m just a jobless vagrant," you said, tilting your head.
"What jobless vagrant? Didn’t the Emperor give you a position? Who told you to keep away from it? Now go report to the Wei Rong Team. Make sure to perform well there so the Emperor might promote you sooner—do you hear ?"
"I get it, I get it," you replied, knowing it wasn’t suitable for you to stay any longer. So, you simply changed into clean clothes and went to report to the Northern City Wei Rong Team.
The mont you stepped out of the house, you felt all the eyes of the pedestrians on the street turn to you. There were looks of admiration, fear, timidity, disdain, and even envy.
But you’ve always lived unconcerned with the gaze of others!
"Second Young Master, please get into the carriage," the Young Servant, driving the horse-drawn carriage, arrived by your side. You got on the carriage and headed straight for the Wei Rong Mansion.
At the Wei Rong Mansion, you were given a general’s token and armor before you left the great hall. The top commander of the Wei Rong Team had given you clear instructions: to lead a group of n around the Northern City on a regular basis, catching criminals involved in things like organizing gambling rings, kidnapping girls, and forcing respectable won into prostitution.
The Tang Dynasty was so wealthy that their national treasury ranked first in the world. While the Tang Dynasty hadn’t reached the point of never closing its doors even at night, the capital city’s public order could easily score ninety-nine points. The only variable was those incorrigible playboys—of course, you used to be one of them.
Through a side door, you entered a spacious room where about twenty people were getting ready. As you walked in through the side door, one of them approached and asked while looking at the armor you wore, "Excuse , are you the new captain?"
You nodded, with an incredibly arrogant tone, "That’s right, this young master is. From now on, as long as you listen to obediently, I guarantee you’ll live the good life—going out with underlings to follow you and maidens to accompany you in bed."
At your arrogance, a robust Wei Rong Team mber looked at you with disdain, deliberately spitting on the ground and mumbling sothing to himself while you spoke. Clearly, he didn’t recognize you and just couldn’t stand your pompous attitude, thinking you were rely another spoiled brat.
"Hey, you there?" you caught the robust man’s action, pointed at him, and motioned with your finger, "You, I’m talking about you, co here to this young master."
The big guy was a good two ters tall, and when he ca over, he deliberately puffed up his chest, giving off a sowhat imposing air. You laughed unrestrainedly and pointed right at his nose, "Kid, don’t think being big ans you’re strong. Do you believe I can toss you out right now?"
"Hmph, you young masters may not have any other skills, but you’re sure good at bragging."
"Really? It seems you don’t believe ," you said, ready to make your move.
"Captain, captain, you mustn’t do this; we’re all on the sa side!" a thin young man hurried over to you, trying to diate.
"Get out of the way!" you shoved the young man aside, and in front of everyone’s astonished eyes, you effortlessly lifted the big guy and then threw him out of the window, "Heh heh, I can lift things weighing thousands of pounds, let alone a little ant like you. If anyone else here has an issue, stand out now—together, so I don’t have to take each of you on one by one."
"Damn it! Brothers, let’s take him down together, beat this spoiled brat!"
The man you had thrown out suddenly burst through the door, grabbed a wooden stick and aid it at you. The instant you caught the stick, you realized many others were also grabbing weapons and coming at you.
"Alright, a brawl, that’s what I like!"
Seizing the mont, you snatched the wooden stick from the big guy’s hands and jabbed it into his abdon—sending him flying back, knocking down several n before embedding into the wall. This act of yours was like a referee’s whistle, montarily halting the actions of everyone else. However, as the referee, you certainly didn’t stop—there was no rcy for those who dared to make a move on you.
In an instant, the large room echoed with countless cries of n. Half an hour later, North City Guard Patrol Team 2 was dressed and ready to patrol, but when the patrol team appeared before the public, everyone was dumbfounded. The team, which usually strutted about with their noses in the air, suddenly had a change of deanor—everyone walked with their heads half-bowed, avoiding the people they encountered.
"What are you hiding for! Lift your heads up, let people see what you look like!"
You strode along confidently and kicked the robust man leading the way on his behind. The big fellow didn’t even show anger, only casting a pleading and resentful glance your way.
"Don’t look at with those disgusting eyes; my sexual orientation is completely normal!"
You kicked him again in the rear and shouted at everyone, "Get your spirits up, you! You there, and you! If you don’t lift your head now, I’m going to strip your pants off!"
Under your threats and coercion, North City Guard Patrol Team 2 patrolled the streets, looking worse for wear. At first, they didn’t understand, but once they knew their new captain was the famous you of the Tang Dynasty, everyone’s gaze changed—stars filled their eyes!
In order to re-establish your good character and image, you had the patrol help the common folk with nial tasks. For instance, when an old man struggled pushing a cart of wood across a bridge, you promptly sent soone to help. Or, if soone’s doors and windows were broken, you’d have it fixed. In short, you focused on small acts of kindness, with no major incidents to tackle.
Half a day passed, and from the initial panic and confusion, the residents slowly got used to it and even began to think that the new patrol captain might actually be a good person.
anwhile, when you felt the grateful looks from the people, you suddenly discovered a sense of fullness in your soul. It was like playing basketball for an entire class period and then having a girl bring you a bottle of soda—the bursting joy you feel when drinking it!
What was going on?
You pondered deeply in the corner for a long ti until suddenly two words ca to mind—Power of Faith!
Indeed, the Power of Faith!
Could this be the Evil Daoist Aura?
Feeling a slight change in your Soul Power and seeing the Soul Chain that hadn’t moved a bit now growing, you began a frenzy of "maintenance" work.
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