Hua Xia, the Son of Heaven's Yamen!
Lu Pan sat upright, flipping through the case files in his hand.
A man and a woman waited respectfully at his side.
"Wang Qianzhong, as the richest man in Hua Xia, secretly colluded with the Eastern Ocean people, suspected of espionage. Truly deserves death. Pass my order, seal Qianzhong Group, freeze all assets, and secretly apprehend Wang Qianzhong!"
"Ouyang Longhu, as the king of the underworld, has broken the rules. He even dares to tamper with the special funds of Tiannan City. Truly audacious. Tell him to return the six hundred billion... no, one hundred billion, every cent, within three days, or he will rot in the Wujian Prison!"
"Yuchi Yunji, the King of Assassins, right? Wujian Prison hasn't had a woman in it for a long time. Let her go in and stay for a few days. A woman constantly hiding her head and tail, fighting and killing, what kind of decent behavior is that."
Lu Pan continuously flipped through the case files. Every person targeted was either a powerful figure or a king in their domain!
As he reached the last case file, his finger paused, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
After reading the file, a sinister smile curved Lu Pan's lips. "This old thief Qin Yong, who brings disaster to the country and harm to the people, I've finally caught him this time..."
The man before him, upon hearing Qin Yong's name, showed a solemn expression and couldn't help but speak, "Big Boss, the Qin family is one of the Nine Clans. Their involvement is extremely deep. If you move against him, the entire Hua Xia will be shaken..."
Before he could finish speaking, he met Lu Pan's cold, piercing eyes and shivered violently, abruptly swallowing the rest of his words.
"Wu Dao, who am I?" Lu Pan asked calmly.
Ye Wu Dao shivered, breaking out in a cold sweat, and shouted, "You are the Son of Heaven's Judge, wielding the Son of Heaven's Sword, holding the Judge's Decree, governing the Wujian Prison, second only to one, above ten thousand!"
*Thump*
Ye Wu Dao directly knelt down, his eyes turning red. "Big Boss, Wu Dao knows he was wrong!"
"Where did you go wrong?" Lu Pan stared at him, his expressionless.
"The Son of Heaven's Yamen must fear no power, uphold justice for the world's wrongs, and eliminate all petty and despicable deeds!"
"Wujian is not empty, justice is served!"
Ye Wu Dao knelt on the ground, his body ramrod straight, his words resolute. "Your subordinate should not make excuses for Qin Yong just because he is one of the Nine Clans. Your subordinate knows his mistake!"
Lu Pan closed the case file in his hand, a smile appearing on his face. He scolded, "You scoundrel, get up. You'll go collect your punishment later!"
"Yes!"
Ye Wu Dao stood up, not daring to utter a single complaint.
"Pfft—" The woman beside him couldn't help but chuckle. "The dignified Ye Wu Chang made such a low-level mistake in front of the Big Boss. You deserve to be punished!"
"Feng Tu Tu, you dignified Feng Wu Chang, have you forgotten that your last mission almost failed, and the Big Boss punished you by making you wash horse stalls?"
Ye Wu Dao retorted, unwilling to be outdone.
Watching the two bicker, Lu Pan shook his head. He had become accustomed to this scene over the past three years.
Three years ago, just after turning eighteen, he took charge of the Son of Heaven's Yamen as per his master's orders. He personally brought Ye Wu Dao and Feng Tu Tu out of Wujian Prison and subdued them with lightning-fast methods, making them his Four Great Wu Chang.
Three years had flown by in a flash!
A moment later, Lu Pan rubbed his temples, his fingers tapping on the desk before him.
Ye Wu Dao and Feng Tu Tu immediately fell silent. Having followed Lu Pan for seven years, they knew too well what this action signified.
The Judge draws his sword, and rivers of blood flow!
"Tu Tu, take my Son of Heaven's Sword and personally bring Qin Yong back. If anyone from the Qin family dares to obstruct, let them taste the might of the Son of Heaven's Sword!"
"I hope the Qin family doesn't act foolishly. If they do, I will make their lineage flow with blood!"
Lu Pan's calm voice echoed throughout the Son of Heaven's Yamen.
"Yes!" Feng Tu Tu took the order.
Three days later, Hua Xia was in an uproar.
The Qin family, one of the Nine Clans, a top family that had stood for centuries in Hua Xia.
Patriarch Qin Yong, with immense power and wealth rivaling the nation, was taken away by a mysterious department for investigation!
In an instant, all companies and enterprises associated with the Qin family were implicated, and trillions in market value evaporated!
The incident with the richest man, Wang Qianzhong, barely caused a ripple amidst the Qin Yong affair.
The Son of Heaven's Yamen.
Lu Pan listened to Feng Tu Tu's report, a cold smile playing on his lips. "I thought the Qin family would have some backbone, but they were so sensible. One of the Nine Clans, but nothing more. Cowards!"
"Big Boss, that's the Son of Heaven's Sword. Even if the Qin family requests it, they have to let us bring the person back first!"
Feng Tu Tu said with a proud expression.
Under the Son of Heaven's Sword, no one dared to stop them!
"First, lock Qin Yong in Wujian Prison and let him suffer a bit," Lu Pan casually instructed Feng Tu Tu.
Just then, Ye Wu Dao entered with a letter.
"Big Boss, your letter has arrived again!"
"However, this time, besides the letter, there's also a package."
Lu Pan was also a bit surprised. Could his masters have mailed him his favorite venison?
Suppressing his surprise, Lu Pan took the letter and muttered, "I wonder what kind of mischief the masters are up to this time."
His nine masters sent a letter every month, always asking him to do strange things.
For example, last time, his second master asked him to buy several cases of wine from a certain live stream, claiming it was fifty-year-old vintage, but it turned out to be fake alcohol!
And the time before that, his sixth master asked him to go to some woman's secret garden and buy over a dozen pieces of intimate apparel. He guessed immediately that the sixth master wanted to give them to the widowed woman downstairs.
Despite his helplessness, Lu Pan was always responsive to his nine masters.
Looking at the letter in his hand, Lu Pan's thoughts drifted.
When he was ten years old, his family suffered a change. A sudden raging fire took his parents, and his sister disappeared without a trace!
An old servant from the clan desperately brought him out. They fled to a desolate mountain, but the servant died of exhaustion.
Young Lu Pan, alone, wielding a dagger, killed three wolves but was eventually overwhelmed.
At the critical moment of life and death, his eldest master appeared and took him back to the mountain.
Otherwise, he would have been eaten by wolves long ago, let alone learned unparalleled skills from his nine masters...
A look of hatred flashed in Lu Pan's eyes, and the surrounding temperature dropped to freezing.
Ye Wu Dao and Feng Tu Tu shivered.
Lu Pan collected his thoughts, tore open the letter. It was written in his third master's elegant script.
A smile involuntarily appeared on his lips as he read the contents:
"Good disciple, seeing this letter is like seeing you.
There is something the masters have not told you, and now is the time.
The masters feared that you would grow up clumsy and ugly and be unable to find a wife, so while you were young, they arranged several marriages for you.
Not too many—
Count how many there are yourself. All the marriage certificates are in the bag.
Don't worry, the masters have seen these girls. They were all very beautiful when they were young, and now that they've grown up, they must be great beauties, definitely a hundred times prettier than that widowed woman downstairs!
Good disciple, we old fellows are waiting to hold our grandchildren. Hurry up, see which girl is suitable, and get it done quickly.
If they are all suitable, then take them all. Anyway, our mountain is large, and we have land to live on.
The chickens and ducks raised by the widowed woman are enough to eat, and besides, there are wild boars and rabbits in the back mountain. We can afford to raise as many as you want...
Don't stay in that broken yamen all day. Go out and take a walk.
...Don't worry."
After reading the letter, Lu Pan felt a mixture of tears and laughter!
He looked at the bulging bag beside him, opened it, and counted a total of one hundred marriage certificates!
His nine masters wanted him to be a scumbag, using him like a donkey, wanting their little donkeys to fill the mountain...