Chapter 641 372: Eccentric City Lord

The man was startled and spun around, glaring, ready to give Er Niu a piece of his mind. But when he turned, his face went pale with shock.

Er Niu, who had been right beside him, had vanished into thin air.

"What's going on?"

He hastily leaped into the air, riding his sword. Looking at his companions, he cried out, "Did any of you see that clearly?"

"See what?"

His companions asked in surprise.

"How did the driver disappear?"

The man demanded, not understanding why his companions were acting so nonchalant.

"What driver? It was an empty carriage. Boss, we were wondering why you were so fixated on it, if you'd found something."

Another man said with a laugh.

"Are you idiots, or am I? How does an empty carriage move on its own? Do you really think I've got nothing better to do?"

The man was furious, his face turning grim.

The men froze, finally realizing what was wrong. An empty carriage was strange enough, but their boss's reaction was even stranger.

After all, their boss was an expert at the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

"There's something strange about this carriage. Attack with me."

At his word, he and his men released a kind of divine light that completely enveloped the carriage.

Then, they began to investigate it cautiously.

But after a long inspection, they found nothing out of the ordinary. It was just a perfectly normal carriage.

"Take it back with us. There's definitely something strange about this carriage."

With that said, the man waved his hand, and his men summoned their sword-light, speeding back the way they had come.

After speeding for dozens of miles, the man finally halted his men. He let out a long breath and said, "That was close. Get rid of this damn carriage."

"...?"

"Boss, why are we getting rid of it? Weren't we supposed to take it back for inspection?"

"Inspect my ass. It's just a worthless carriage."

"But then…"

His men were stunned, unable to understand their boss's reasoning.

"Damn it, you idiots! Someone who can use an Illusion Technique on me—a Heavenly Immortal—right under my nose... Do you really think we stand a chance against someone like that?"

"That…"

The men's faces filled with astonishment. It took them a moment to process his words. Then, they cupped their fists toward their boss and said, "You are wise and powerful as always, Boss!"

"Bullshit. If you don't have this much caution when roaming the Jianghu, our corpses would've been rotting in the wilderness long ago."

"Let's go."

With that, the man led his followers away on their swords.

Not long after the men had departed, four figures slowly materialized nearby.

It was Er Niu and the others from before.

"Thank you for saving our lives, Your Excellency."

Er Niu and the young woman quickly fell to their knees.

"Don't mention it. It was no trouble at all."

The mysterious man said calmly.

"Your Excellency's trivial effort meant the difference between life and death for us. We will never forget your kindness."

Er Niu and the woman bowed down again.

"Rise."

The man smiled. With a wave of his hand, a ray of divine light enveloped the three of them, and with a WHOOSH, they vanished on the spot.

...

In the bustling, lively Yuyang City, pedestrians and travelers passed by in an endless stream.

This was the largest and safest city within a thousand-li radius.

Fighting was forbidden here. All disputes were to be managed and adjudicated by law enforcement officials of various ranks.

No one was permitted to resort to violence. Whether you were a local or a visitor, once you entered the city, you could do as you pleased—so long as you didn't fight.

This wasn't because it was some paradise with strict, enlightened laws.

It was because the City Lord here loved to pass judgment.

He had a soft spot for the underdog.

Anyone involved in a dispute had to stand trial before him, have their case judged, and have the right and wrong of the matter determined.

Of course, most of his verdicts were miscarriages of justice.

The primary reason was the City Lord's sympathy for the weak. As a rule, if you were the stronger party, you were automatically in the wrong.

Naturally, this bizarre hobby drew the ire of many powerful experts.

But the City Lord was far too powerful for them to challenge, and he feared no one.

No one could do a thing about him.

Over time, the city became a land of peace.

After all, no one could ever guarantee they would be the weaker party in a conflict.