Chapter 196: The Uncertain World, We Are All Dark Horses

Previously, Yang Qiansha was blasted back by the Immovable Mingwang with a punch, falling into a dilapidated place far away, and there was no news of her for half a day. Everyone was almost about to forget about her.
Now, under the cover of darkness, the gold medalist once again appears. As soon as he arrives, old issues are brought up again, and everyone remembers that tonight we are here to catch people.
However, at this moment, Li Sansi holds the captive phoenix jade, with the fortune of the royal family by his side. Even Li Qingshan is somewhat afraid to face him and ultimately leaves with his tail between his legs.
Does Yangtou have such a big courage to risk offending the royal family and bring Li Sansi back to the yamen?
Cold Chang Kong said that he can't understand it the most, and he also can't accept it... Fengqi, my little brother, just helped me show his wisdom in front of people, earned enough face, but you still want to arrest him!
Hmm? What do you mean, Yang Touer? Are you not giving me face?
In the night breeze, he took a big step and directly blocked Li Sansi. He slightly lowered his head, hiding his gaze in the shadows, and then solemnly said, "Yang Touer, is it really necessary to do this? You know the background of Qu Fengyu, it's like a get-out-of-jail-free card. Even if there is a huge crime, it can be offset. Why do you still insist on bringing him back to the yamen?"
"Lift your head up and talk to me."
"Yang Qiansha looked at Leng Changkong, and spoke in a cold and unfriendly tone."
"Leng Changkong tried to act cool, but in front of his immediate superior, he still felt a feeling of oppression deep in his bones."
Reluctantly, he finally raised his head, but did not look directly at Yang Qiansha. Instead, he looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, with a slightly defiant expression, which was his last stubbornness.
"Indeed, Prison Phoenix Jade can exempt all crimes, but that is a regulation within the court. It doesn't hold in our Quill Society, so it's not up to me to decide. It must be left to Senior Officer for a final ruling."
Yang Qiansha said calmly, "Also, I have to mention that since the Director has asked me to come and arrest someone, even if you only have the Prison Phoenix Jade in your hands and call His Majesty here, I still need to take the person back."
As soon as these words were spoken, Leng Changkong was about to respond, but Yang Qiansha interrupted him by raising her hand, saying, "I know what you want to say. Well, it's true, I, the great person here, have principles. Not everyone is like Li Qingshan, afraid of the powerful and greedy for life, making us gold medalists lose face!"
With that said, when Cold Changkong wanted to speak, he immediately gave him a warning glance, indicating for him to back off and not act pretentious anymore, or else he would face the consequences himself.
But at this moment, the voice of Li Sansi suddenly sounded, "Sir, could it be that you are still angry about being punched back by the immovable Mingwang just now?"
The tone was slow and cautious, with a hint of probing.
The room fell into an intense silence, and everyone held their breath at this moment.
Because they could feel that as soon as Li Sansi's words fell, Yang Jinpai's previously steady and solid aura suddenly flickered for a moment, and his breathing became rapid in an instant.
Although his facial expression still appeared unchanged, there wasn't much difference, but from his tightly clenched fists and the gradually rising martial arts aura, it seemed that his mood was not very good.
"How is it possible? The Immovable Vajra, created by the esteemed national teacher, encompasses the power of Buddhist contemplation and possesses immense might. It is an honor for me to have had a clash with it and to have been able to withstand one punch without spitting blood. Why would I be angry?"
Yang Qiansha tugged at the corner of her mouth, her smile seemingly insincere. Li Sansi felt a chill down his spine as he observed her numb expression.
After a moment of silence, before Li Sansi could respond, Yang Qiansha suddenly turned around, crossing her hands behind her back, leaving him with a broad and resolute back. Her previously calm voice instantly turned cold. "It's getting late. If you have more to say, let's discuss it at the yamen. Take him away!" The sudden command caught everyone present off guard.
Li Sansi cursed in his heart, "What the f*ck does he mean by not being angry? Yang Qiansha, you're too narrow-minded."
Leng Changkong looked at Yang Qiansha's back, wanting to speak but hesitating. He knew that since the words had come to this point, there was no room for recovery unless he forcefully used the imprisoned Feng Yu to pressure him. Otherwise, Little Brother Feng Qi would definitely have to return to the yamen for trial.
After thinking it over, it's not worth tearing my face apart with the boss over such a trivial matter. Besides, it is said that the pardon privilege for Qu Fengyu can only be used once, so there is no need to waste it tonight.
Isn't it just finding a few girls to spend the night?...Cold Changkong raised his head and gave Li Sansi a reassuring look. With me here, I guarantee your safety!
With this thought in mind, Bi Wang waved his hand to dismiss the two copper tokens that were about to confiscate Li Sansi, and decided to personally bring Fengqi back.
The cold voice of Yang Qiansha became even colder, "Put on the shackles!"
"Damn it, Yang Tou'er, you've gone too far!"
Unable to bear it any longer, Leng Changkong finally lost his temper, "Feng Qi only punched you. Is it necessary to hold a grudge like this? And it wasn't even intentional on his part, you..."
Unfinished conversation, Yang Qiansha turned around, chilling eyes filled with a terrifying martial aura, "This is not holding grudges, this is the rule! Leng Changkong, what are you up to? Are you also planning to punch me? Ah?"
An intense fury emanated from the icy tone.
It was apparent that he was still harboring a grudge for the inexplicable punch he had received earlier.
As the leader of the gold medalists erupted in anger, Cold Changkong suddenly snapped out of his role as the antagonist.
Without saying a word, he reached out and picked up the heavy shackle, clasping it around Li Sansi's neck. He sighed, saying, "Fengqi, I'm sorry to inconvenience you. The investigator must always uphold fairness and justice. As a rising star in the yamen, especially one under my command, you must conduct yourself properly and not resort to special treatment."
"Put on this shackle for now. After you return, the Commander will personally see you. As long as you confess your guilt, promise not to engage in prostitution again, and swear that you will not mention the matter of the captured Phoenix Jade again, the shackle will be removed, and this matter will be settled..."
After speaking, he glanced towards Yang Qiansha's direction. Seeing that their boss didn't have any more instructions, he patted Li Sansi's shoulder and got closer, sighing, "Let's leave it at that, consider it as avenging Yang Tou'er's punch... It's actually a good thing that he mocked you today, to prevent him from causing trouble for you in the future. Hmph, you might not understand him well, even though he's just a warrior, he's not as simple-minded as Zheng Shan. In fact, he's quite scheming!"
Wang has said that, indicating that he is really at a loss... Li Sansi looked at the heavy wooden thing hanging on his neck, feeling somewhat helpless in his heart.
Back in the day, I found myself trapped in the prison of the supervisory institution, wearing this thing around my neck. The awful emotions and negative mindset I had at the time still feel quite melancholic to me.
I thought that after the breaking of the Bailu Gate case, my life in the new world would thrive, and I would only copy others without being copied by anyone.
But before long, I found myself falling into the same pitfalls again, although the situation was much less severe, not like being dragged to the execution ground in West Market and beheaded, but the things and relationships involved behind the scenes were much more complex than before.
Just the White-clad Sword Saint with his temper and reputation as great, and the seemingly passionate yet extremely cold and graceful Princess are enough to make me drink a bucket.
Not to mention the bunch of assholes in the Calligrapher’s Yamen, and even the court who are watching me like hawks.
The key is that I still have some difficulties in dealing with this suffocating psychological barrier.
Life stains, once is enough... Little Bronze Medal shook his head, let's see what Qin Xiaoyao has to say.
He always felt that Yang Qiansha created such a big scene late at night, not hesitating to fight Li Qingshan, even ignoring the royal dignity represented by the imprisoned Fengyu, just to bring himself back to the Bureau of the Scribe, not just for the sake of hiring prostitutes overnight.
There must be a deeper meaning behind it.
This is purely an intuition, without any basis, but intuitions that arise from his powerful divine consciousness often align with facts.
This point he knows in his heart, and many future tests from various aspects have confirmed his intuition is awesome.
However, at this time, Xiaotongpai's mood fell, always feeling that being brought back to the yamen this time was being used as a gun, feeling heavier than the shackle on his neck.
Unfortunately, he was completely helpless.
He couldn't just come in and defeat everyone here, could he?
After a moment of silence, Yang Qiansha's cold roar broke the deadlock. He waved his hand and ordered everyone to return quickly and report.
He then took the lead and rushed towards the office of the person in charge.
With the departure of the distinguished guest, the atmosphere in the room immediately became lively.
All the bronze and wooden medalists gathered around and began lavishing praise on the cold, empty compliments.
It's nothing more than superficial compliments like "You're amazing, Mr. Leng," "Mr. Leng exudes dominance," or "Mr. Leng's swordsmanship is unrivaled."
And then there's a lot of flattery towards the legendary bronze medalist, Li Sansi.
Saying praise may be somewhat inappropriate because these people truly admire the second-generation bullying king, Li Sansi.
Just a few days after joining the writing team, he was promoted from a wood group little rascal to a copper group little brother. His strength is truly extraordinary.
It is said that the cases of Bailumen and Dongting Lake, in which Mr. Leng was allegedly involved, also have the shadow of Mr. Li Tongpai.
The recent successful negotiation at the summit of Hidden Dragon was also personally handled by Mr. Li Tongpai.
Even in the aspect of picking up girls and flirting, Li Tongpai is unbeatable.
Not to mention, there are rumors that Luo Xiting, the successor of the Sword Saint, and the current Princess, have a relationship with him. It is also said that he has had relations with the top ten beauties of the Qinhuai River. We all look down on him as role models.
Why are you so excellent as a rookie writer, given that we are all rookies in this field?
After feeling the enthusiasm from my colleagues, Li Sansi couldn't help but feel relieved and all his frustration disappeared.
There is a surge of pride in my chest, and the youthful spirit rises in my heart at this moment... Oh, how wonderful it is to be young!
"Say a few words," he said.
Su gazed at Li, who was surrounded by the crowd, with admiration and a hint of adoration in her eyes.
He gently said, "Everyone sees you as an idol, so you have to say something to encourage them."
Clearing his throat, although he felt instantly ignored, since the limelight was stolen by Fengqi Little Brother, he was also happy to contribute.
"Yes, Fengqi, say a few words!"
Wangzhanjian smiled and said, "We are all young people, don't be shy!"
"Just say a few words, little brother Fengqi!"
The crowd also called out, full of anticipation, and the scene was quite sensational.
Under this situation, Li Sansi's vanity is inflated, it seems that he must say something.
After thinking for a moment, he suddenly raised his head, looked dignified, and started to show off, "Since that's the case, then let me offer this statement to everyone: The outcome is uncertain, we are all dark horses! The victory is undecided, both you and I have a chance!"