28: Chapter 28 Qin Muyuan, the Soft Persimmon?

Today, Qinghua County was much livelier than before.

The wealthy gentry estates and official residences that people usually had to pass by in whispered tones, careful not to disturb anyone, suddenly became bustling with noise and excitement today.

"Bah! How dare you step out with your left foot first? Go to hell!"

"A mere NPC dares to ambush me? Thorns Armor, reflect damage!"

"Trying to escape? Let's see where you can run! Lightning Bolt Strike!"

After Qin Muyuan wiped out the entire household of the fourth official, the county soldiers who had been trailing behind him finally caught up to his pace.

When the chief constable leading the county soldiers saw Qin Muyuan emerge from an official's home covered in blood, his eyes instantly split with rage!

Because with Qin Muyuan's killing spree in Qinghua County, his position as chief constable would definitely be lost!

Furthermore, if the imperial court held him accountable, let alone his position, even the thing on his neck would have to be chopped off to beg for forgiveness!

"Stop right there, villain!"

The chief constable roared angrily and led a group of county soldiers charging forward.

However, faster than their movements was Qin Muyuan.

Qin Muyuan's figure was ghostly, like a shadow; with a flash of his body, he abruptly vanished from the official's home.

The chief constable only felt a breeze sweep past, and Qin Muyuan, who had been ten zhang away just moments before, was already standing right in front of him.

The chief constable was greatly startled and moved to draw his saber: "You..."

"That's very strange." Qin Muyuan stood before the chief constable, raising an arm to press down on the hilt of the constable's saber.

The chief constable instantly felt a massive force pressing down on his saber hilt, making it so that no matter how much strength he exerted, he could not draw the blade from his waist by even a fraction.

More importantly, while it couldn't be clearly perceived from afar earlier, now that Qin Muyuan stood right before him, the chief constable could finally sense clearly the terrifying aura emanating from Qin Muyuan!

That aura of lingering blood Qi, akin to a demon god descending, instantly calmed the chief constable's previously raging emotions.

He even felt as if he were a sheep delivered into a tiger's mouth, unable to raise even a shred of intent in his heart to draw his saber and hack at Qin Muyuan.

"Knowing that I've killed so many people, you county soldiers from the yamen actually still dare to come after me?" Qin Muyuan shook his head and asked indifferently,

"Who gave you the courage to do this?"

"You... hurry up and surrender!" Hearing Qin Muyuan's words, the chief constable—who had just felt timid due to Qin Muyuan's sudden approach—inexplicably regained his confidence.

In his view, what did it signify that Qin Muyuan had approached him without drawing a sword to execute him?

It meant that he was wary of his status as an official!

You must know, killing an official was equivalent to treason!

Nowadays, under the control of the Huoyun Country imperial court, once the word "rebellion" was brought up, it was a massive charge.

No one would dare to take on that charge, not even this heinous criminal standing before him who had killed countless people!

Thinking of this, the chief constable instantly regained his full confidence, his timid expression shifting into a stern rebuke:

"Bah! Villain, surrender immediately, or else—"

Swish!

Before his voice even faded, a cold, fierce flash of light entered the chief constable's eyes.

The next second, a blood-stained head flew up into the air, bidding farewell to its body.

"This NPC was designed a bit below standard... or maybe not?"

Qin Muyuan thought to himself, holding the pure nail.

Originally, he had wondered why this chief constable, upon seeing him standing right before him, not only wasn't panic-stricken but suddenly regained his confidence—it was completely unreasonable.

However, Qin Muyuan then considered that the chief constable wasn't a smart person to begin with, so wasn't it completely normal for him to display such contradictory and foolish behavior right now?

After all, he, Qin Muyuan, had killed his way from one end of the street to the other, slaying at least seven or eight Martial Artists, if not a double-digit number.

Yet this chief constable couldn't even be counted as a third-rate Martial Artist, and yet he dared to chase after him all the way. If that wasn't a problem with his brain, what was?

From the perspective of consistent NPC personality and intelligence, there wasn't actually anything severely wrong with this chief constable's design.

"My reputation is still too low; any random NPC dares to hunt me down..."

Qin Muyuan could understand that if the county constable didn't issue a wanted order for a violent criminal like him who was killing people in the county, he would lose his official hat and even his head for incompetence.

It's just... one meant losing your head later on, while the other meant being hacked to death by Qin Muyuan right now.

Yet this chief constable actually chose the latter?

This undoubtedly caused Qin Muyuan's mood value to drop a few points: in the chief constable's eyes, he was actually a soft persimmon that could be manipulated at will!

Otherwise, the chief constable definitely wouldn't have chosen the latter; he would have chosen the former, since the former at least allowed him to muddle along for a bit longer.

"Listen."

Qin Muyuan looked toward the county soldiers who were scared stiff in place, unsure whether to flee or counterattack, and said,

"Did you see me kill your chief constable?"

"N-No—"

Swish!

Sword light flashed, and another head flew up.

"Yes! Yes! We saw it!"

The other county soldiers hurriedly nodded and shouted one after another.

"Very good." Qin Muyuan then said with satisfaction,

"Now, spread the news that I killed your chief constable throughout Qinghua County."

"Remember, I want every single commoner in Qinghua County to know this news, and to know that the person who killed the chief constable is Qin Muyuan of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect."

"Did you hear me?!"

"Heard it! We heard it!"

The county soldiers had no idea what Qin Muyuan meant by doing this, but at this moment they didn't want to inquire at all; they just wanted to quickly escape from this peerless fiend's hands.

"Very good." Qin Muyuan patted the foremost county soldier on the shoulder with his blood-stained hand and said,

"Now, go spread it out."

"If I find out that there is still any commoner in the county who doesn't know my name and deeds, Qin Muyuan..."

Under Qin Muyuan's threat, all the county soldiers rapidly scattered like startled birds, fleeing in every direction.

Among them, the county soldier whose shoulder Qin Muyuan had patted scrambled away on all fours while yelling at the top of his lungs:

"The chief constable has been killed! The assassin is the dashing and debonair Qin Muyuan of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect!"

"The chief constable has been killed! The assassin is the dashing and debonair Qin Muyuan of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect!!!"

Hearing this, Qin Muyuan stroked his chin and said,

"In this way, my reputation should be successfully spread out."

He patted Wangcai's wolf head and continued marching forward along the arrows within his field of vision.

After successively slaughtering the entire households of several officials and wealthy gentry, only three arrows remained in his field of vision.

This also meant that as long as he killed these three households in Qinghua County, the first-stage quest could be completed.

"Huh?"

As he walked along the arrows, Qin Muyuan noticed that the three arrows in his field of vision were suddenly showing signs of converging.

"All three households have gathered together? Could it be that they found some Martial Artist to deal with me?"

Thinking of this, Qin Muyuan grinned.

It just so happened that he was already getting a bit tired of slaughtering these weak little mobs and NPCs.

If these last three households could join forces and find a somewhat capable elite monster to deal with him, he would get to switch up the flavor of his killing.