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Chapter 354: Chapter 322: I Am the Heaven! (Please Subscribe) Chapter 354: Chapter 322: I Am the Heaven! (Please Subscribe) Shen Tao’s slightly intoxicated gaze roamed through the inn, inducing fear in many hearts. People quickly lowered their heads, fearing they would catch the attention of this drunken mad-dog.

Seeing that the young master was about to make trouble again, one of the guards stepped forward and bowed:

“Young Master, since there is nothing here, why not change locations? Yingchun Building has recently welcomed a few new Oirans eagerly awaiting your visit.”

“Are you teaching me what to do?”

Shen Tao turned his head emotionlessly and stared at him.

The guard swallowed his saliva and whispered in persuasion:

“The Gang Leader mentioned yesterday that Tangshan Prefecture is likely to be unsettled these days. You must not cause any trouble, or if we can’t dissuade you, when we return, they will break our legs.”

Shen Tao scoffed, looking at the people in the inn, and said with a firm voice:

“Cause trouble? Lushui County belongs to our Shen Family; what could possibly go wrong here? In this place, my family is the authority!”

“Young Master…”

“If you dare to speak out of turn again, it won’t just be a matter of breaking your legs.”

The guard hung his head, no longer daring to speak.

With a huff, Shen Tao’s expression turned serious. The women in the brothel were hardly decent family types.

So what if that cheap woman scorned him? He disdained her just as much. If he didn’t marry, he could enjoy himself for a few more years. These thoughts continuously circulated in his mind.

Suddenly, his gaze stopped, fixing on Mo Donghe, who had just removed his hat.

He vaguely remembered that it was he who had mentioned there were a few beautiful women in this inn.

Then, Shen Tao moved. He walked straight toward Mo Donghe, while diners at a few nearby tables lowered their heads, watching Shen Tao warily.

At his movement, the guards behind him no longer hesitated, and they hurried to follow Shen Tao’s steps.

Mo Donghe glanced at Shen Tao, his lips barely perceptibly curling, as he stood up and took a seat next to Chen Yuan. But in the eyes of Shen Tao and other diners,

it appeared Mo Donghe was afraid, unwilling to meet Shen Tao’s gaze.

Thus, Shen Tao became even more arrogant, convinced that this man must merely be a Jianghu Martial Artist without any significant backing, daring to deceive him was simply courting death!

The atmosphere inside the inn grew increasingly tense, all eyes converging on the table where Chen Yuan sat, yet astonishingly, those at the table showed no sign of panic.

The young man at the head of the table continued to pour and drink as if not caring in the least about Shen Tao’s approach.

After scanning the table, Shen Tao took a deep look at the calm and collected Chen Yuan. For some reason, he suddenly felt as if the other man’s demeanor somewhat resembled his father’s.

But he quickly dismissed the thought, considering he was drunkenly musing. How could it be a joke? His father, Shen Yongzhi, the leader of the Vegetable Knife Gang,

was a formidable figure in Tangshan, usually associating with beings like the Heavenly Patrol Green Envoy and the Magistrate of Tangshan, how could just anyone compare to him?

Despite his dissatisfaction with Shen Yongzhi, favoring others over him, deep down he held a grudging respect for him, seeing him as a true figure of significance.

One who single-handedly revitalized the Shen Family.

With mixed feelings, but not wishing to lose face, Shen Tao waited until his guards caught up. Regaining some confidence, he pointed at Mo Donghe and said:

“Boy, it was you who just passed by me, saying there were a few fine lasses in the inn, wasn’t it?”

Mo Donghe looked up, his gaze serene:

“It was me.”

“Where’s the young lady?”

Shen Tao tilted his head back, appearing somewhat overbearing.

“She’s dead.”

Mo Donghe chuckled lightly.

“Dead?” Shen Tao’s tone rose significantly.

“Recently, quite a few women have died by your hand, those girls died by your hand, remember?” Mo Donghe watched him with a cold smirk.

“Are you daring to play me?”

Shen Tao’s face instantly filled with rage.

As he spoke, he attempted to flip over the table where Chen Yuan and his companions were eating, but his hands couldn’t lift it at all, as if there were a thousand-pound boulder on it. It didn’t budge.

Shen Tao’s complexion changed immediately; he felt something was amiss and swept his gaze over Mo Donghe and the others, asking harshly:

“Do you know who I am?”

“I know, the illegitimate son of the Shen Family, the one recently scorned as the mud that can’t soil a wall…” Mo Donghe’s expression contained a hint of mockery, igniting rage in Shen Tao.

“Presumptuous!”

He detested being called an illegitimate son, and this person dared to mention the recent humiliations. Shen Tao’s face swiftly turned, and he began to draw the long saber from his guard.

In an instant, the entire inn became chaotic, as the Jianghu patrons saw the conflict brewing and started to run out, fearing they would get dragged into the fray.

“Sir, please be cautious.”

The previously speaking guard quickly grabbed Shen Tao’s hand, whispering:

“Sir, these people probably have ill intentions; this subordinate thinks better call over some people from the gang first.”

Hearing this, the originally furious Shen Tao seemed to have cold water splashed on him and became sober instantly, a chill sweat breaking out on him.

Indeed,

These people were so composed and had purposely lured him here; they certainly had plans.

A man of great wealth shouldn’t face danger rashly; how could he risk himself?

Shen Tao was not a fool; to be precise, most young people with a background and power were not fools—they had been educated and knew there were higher skies and greater people beyond themselves.

The recent burst of drinking and madness was just a vent for previous humiliations.

As an unfavored illegitimate son of Shen Yongzhi, how could he not be somewhat shrewd?

“Go quickly and call people, say I am in danger,” Shen Tao whispered into the guard’s ear, then, while keeping a furious look on his face, slapped the guard across the face and bellowed:

“Get out, is it your turn to manage the son of a noble?”

The guard was thrown several meters by the slap and turned to leave.

Chen Yuan’s gaze narrowed slightly, and he tapped his finger lightly on the table twice. Yan Qing got the signal, his flying knife swirling like a dragon before whooshing out in the next moment.

The guard who had just reached the doorway paused, subconsciously touching the back of his neck.

‘Bang!’

The guard crashed heavily to the ground.

The atmosphere in the hall intensified again, several guards behind Shen Tao quickly drew long sabers and shielded him, cautiously eying Chen Yuan and his group.

Shen Tao glanced at the lifeless guard, took a deep breath, squeezed a smile onto his face, and said:

“What are you brothers doing? I was merely joking just now. This brother here is right; I’m just an illegitimate son… Hehe…”

Having finished speaking, none of the present company, including Mo Donghe, paid him any heed.

Shen Tao did not feel insulted. On the contrary, he still wore a smile on his face, realizing that these people had likely come for him.

What value could an illegitimate son have that others would covet?

Then there was only one possibility.

The real target was his father, the Gang Leader of the Vegetable Knife Gang, Shen Yongzhi!

A figure of such stature was certainly not someone a mere Foundation Establishment Martial Artist like him could compare with. Thus, Shen Tao knelt very straightforwardly, though his heart was still filled with raging fury.

Once he called for help, these few would surely not die a good death!

“Dispose of them.”

Chen Yuan picked up a teacup, sipped it lightly, then placed it heavily on the table.

At his command, Yue Shan, Yan Qing, and Mo Donghe immediately moved, charging towards Shen Tao, whose strongest guard was only a Bone Refining Cultivation practitioner.

More like a flunky, how could they match the might of Yan Qing and the others?

In just a short three breaths’ time, all fights concluded. Mo Donghe was even disinclined to shove a clove of garlic in his mouth, utterly lacking interest.

The moment the others made their move, Shen Tao forced himself to remain still. When they had finished, he glanced at the several corpses on the ground and turned his gaze to Chen Yuan, the leader:

“Brother… these few scoundrels being dead, does it dissipate the hatred in your heart?”

“Kneel.”

Yue Shan’s Heavy Blade paused, and he punched Shen Tao’s leg, immediately emitting a bone-cracking sound, shattering both legs.

Clenching his teeth and with veins bulging out on his face from restraining the pain, he looked at Chen Yuan’s shoes and said with a sycophantic smile:

“Brother, now that I’ve broken both my legs, may it dissipate the hatred in your heart?”

Chen Yuan set down the chopsticks in his hand, his gaze shifted to Shen Tao’s face, and he looked him up and down expressionlessly:

“You do have some brains.”

“Brother, your target must be my father, right? I’m just a pretext, aren’t I?” Shen Tao’s mind raced, trying to find a way out.

“Continue.”

“I… I can help you deal with my father, as long as you spare my life.”

“With just you?”

“After all, I am Shen Yongzhi’s son; I can surely help you. Just send me back, and I’ll follow your commands to the letter. If you don’t trust me,

you can poison me.”

Shen Tao kept talking.

Chen Yuan laughed, gave a signal with his gaze, and Mo Donghe immediately stepped forward and crippled Shen Tao’s arms, making him lie on the ground like a dead dog.

“Brother… brother… please… spare me a dog’s life….”

“Lift him up.”

With that command, Yan Qing and the others immediately grabbed Shen Tao by the neck and lifted him to Chen Yuan’s side.

With his arms spread, Li Dongshan immediately put the official robe on Chen Yuan, wrapping the sash around him, the green patterns on his chest revealing his authority, a Yan Ling Saber fastened at his waist.

Chen Yuan walked majestically out of the inn’s entrance.

Shen Tao, being lifted up, widened his eyes in disbelief. The young man before him was wearing the official robe of the Heavenly Patrol Green Envoy!

The vivid green patterns blatantly revealed his identity.

He was a Green Envoy!

Heavenly Patrol Green Envoy!

He could not be mistaken about this; he had personally accompanied his father to meet the Tangshan Qing just a few months ago and clearly remembered his Black Cloud Clothing.

Standing in front of the inn, Chen Yuan looked at the hundreds of spectators gathered outside, his face exuding righteousness. Pointing at Shen Tao, he said:

“This man, Shen Tao, son of the Gang Leader of the Vegetable Knife Gang, Shen Yongzhi, has committed numerous atrocities over the years, oppressed the good people, conspired with demons, and defied the government’s laws.

Today, I shall execute him in public to proclaim to all of Tangshan.”

“Bring out the executioner!”

With a stern voice from Chen Yuan, Yue Shan and others stepped forward in unison, while the spectators hurriedly stepped back, their faces fearful, watching this scene.

Mo Donghe drew his long sword and began slicing off Shen Tao’s flesh, filling the long street with screams like those of a slaughtered pig.

“Sir, what rank are you?”

Suddenly, someone loudly asked.

Chen Yuan stepped forward, holding up his waist token, and proclaimed loudly:

“I am the newly appointed Heavenly Patrol Green Envoy of Tangshan Prefecture, here to restore peace and order!”

“Boom.”

The entire street was shaken by his words.

A Heavenly Patrol Green Envoy, what a prestigious position!

However, the people were half-doubtful. Over the years, the government had not been without its peacemaking claims, but each had been ineffectual.

The people of Tangshan continued to live in dire straits.

“Ah… ah…”

At that moment, Shen Tao was barely hanging onto life, his head lowered as he was brought to Chen Yuan’s side by Yue Shan:

“Sir, this kid still has a breath left in him.”

Chen Yuan nodded, used the sheath of his saber to tilt Shen Tao’s chin, and said softly:

“You were wrong today about one thing. What does the Shen Family amount to in the heavens?

I, Chen Yuan, from now on, am the heaven of Tangshan!”

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Three thousand and four for a monthly ticket!

I can manage only this update this early morning; the second update will be in the afternoon as I’m unable to complete it now…