Daqian Martial Saint

Chen Ping’an was dressed in black Fish Scale Armor, which made him look even more dashing and extraordinary. Judging by his appearance alone, one would never associate him with the powerful Commander-in-Chief of a city. He looked more like the exceptional son of a noble family.

’Commander-in-Chief of White Stone City!’

Chen Ping’an sat on the large chair in his office, his expression completely placid.

’I never thought the Weishui Garrison would end up giving me the title of number one! It seems the recent string of events has really put them in a difficult position.’

The Commander-in-Chief of White Stone City held the power of an entire city in his hands. Countless factions within the city had to live by his whims. The profits from every major faction’s industries had to pass through his hands first! A single word from him could make White Stone City tremble.

Of course, that was a Commander-in-Chief in an ideal situation.

Given the current situation in White Stone City, he was far from being able to do any of that.

’Chief Duty Officer Level!’

Chen Ping’an slowly rose from his seat.

In the blink of an eye, he had gone from an unlisted temporary constable to an equal of Mu Wanjun.

’Time really does fly...’

Chen Ping’an felt a touch of sentimentality.

He didn’t indulge in this sentiment for long before a knock came from the door of his office.

"Lord Chen! The promotion ceremony is about to start. It’s time for you to come out," Cheng Renjing’s voice sounded from outside the door.

"Alright!" Chen Ping’an answered and walked toward the door.

Now that he had taken the position of White Stone City’s Commander-in-Chief, it was customary for the Garrison Commandant’s Office to hold a promotion ceremony.

In reality, the scale of the ceremony was not very large. And with the deaths of Feng Shixian and Fu Wanyu, Chen Ping’an’s promotion ceremony was a simple affair.

Although the ceremony was held within the Garrison Commandant’s Office, considering Chen Ping’an’s status, invitations were still sent to all the major factions in White Stone City.

Representatives from the Chu Family, the He Family, the Song Family, the Commerce Alliance, the Blood Oath Alliance, the Iron Fist Gang, and others... all attended the promotion ceremony.

"Congratulations on your promotion, Lord Chen!"

"Congratulations, Lord Chen!"

"..."

Regardless of what everyone was truly thinking, the celebration was filled with a tsunami of congratulations. Chen Ping’an, wearing a smile, surveyed his surroundings and waved to the crowd in greeting.

The ceremony proceeded smoothly and according to plan.

"The Patriarchs of the three great families, the Alliance Leader of the Commerce Alliance and the Blood Oath Alliance, and the Gang Leader of the Iron Fist Gang... none of them came?" As he descended from the high platform, the smile on Chen Ping’an’s face gradually faded.

The factions he had just named had only sent their second or third-in-command; the top leaders had not shown up.

Cheng Renjing sensed Chen Ping’an’s displeasure. "Lord Chen, the reason they all gave was that they were too busy with urgent matters to get away."

"Busy with urgent matters?" Chen Ping’an stopped and turned to look at Cheng Renjing. "Is that the excuse they all used?"

Cheng Renjing quickly stopped, halting behind Chen Ping’an. "Yes, Lord Chen. Every one of them."

"How well-coordinated of them," Chen Ping’an sneered. "Busy with urgent matters? I’m quite curious what could possibly be keeping them so busy."

The White Stone City Garrison Commandant’s Office was the true instrument of force. Nominally and legally, it held jurisdiction over all factions in the city.

Now, at the promotion ceremony for their new leader, not only had the various factions failed to show up to curry favor, but their top leaders hadn’t even bothered to attend.

How...

...interesting!

...

In a small courtyard pavilion within White Stone City.

It was a property belonging to the White Stone City Commerce Alliance, exceptionally quiet and exclusively used for high-end banquets. At this very moment, the core members of the three great families, the Commerce Alliance, the Blood Oath Alliance, and the Iron Fist Gang were all gathered here.

"They made a brat who hasn’t even reached Perfection in the Inner Qi Two Gates the Commander-in-Chief, and they expect him to suppress us? That’s ridiculous!"

"Hahaha, it’s true. The Weishui Garrison probably couldn’t spare anyone suitable. A greenhorn is a greenhorn, but I guess they have to make do. What else can they do!"

"Now, now, don’t just call him a greenhorn. He must have some tricks up his sleeve!"

"So what if he has tricks! If his Martial Arts Realm is insufficient, nothing else matters!"

"That’s also true. Speaking of which, I wonder what he thought when he didn’t see us at the promotion ceremony?" said Song Hujie, the Patriarch of the Song Family, rubbing his round belly with a grin.

"He was probably furious! Our disrespect was practically a public statement," the He Family Patriarch, He Xuan, chuckled from the side.

"He’s just a greenhorn, why should we give him any face!" Lu Guanghong roared after downing a bowl of wine. "Even if he’s pissed off, what’s he going to do? Declare war on us?"

"Hahaha, that’s right. No matter how pissed off he is, he’ll just have to swallow it!" a core member of the Commerce Alliance said with a laugh.

"Yeah! He can take that anger and shove it! If he can’t, and he’s stupid enough to come looking for trouble, then don’t blame me for blowing his head off with a single punch!" Lu Guanghong said crudely.

To be honest, he really didn’t see Chen Ping’an as a threat.

Even though Chen Ping’an had killed Yin Zisheng, Shen Taiyuan, and Guan Baxian in succession, he wasn’t particularly bothered. Given the right opportunity, he could do the same.

Besides, he had seen that Chen Ping’an before. With that flimsy build, he couldn’t even bear to look. He was obviously a weakling Martial Artist who relied on technique. Against someone like that, as long as you restricted his movement and fought head-on, Lu Guanghong was confident he could make him spit blood with one punch, beg for mercy with two, and take his life with three!

Not even worth mentioning!

"Old Lu!" Luan Xiong berated Lu Guanghong. "He’s the Commander-in-Chief of the Garrison Commandant’s Office! You can’t just talk about blowing his head off! Watch your mouth!"

"Heh heh," Lu Guanghong chuckled twice, not retorting as he lowered his head to drink his wine.

If anyone else had dared to scold him like that, he would have attacked them on the spot. But Luan Xiong was someone he genuinely respected. He just lowered his head and took it.

Chu Mingwei sat to the side, watching the two of them without saying much. The weakness of the Garrison Commandant’s Office was plain to see. Even the support from the Weishui Garrison for White Stone City was likely extremely limited.

This could be easily seen from the successive deaths of the last two Commanders-in-Chief.

Under such circumstances, they couldn’t possibly do nothing. Previously, due to pressure from the Weishui Garrison, the assets of the Quicksand Gang and the Crocodile Gang had been seized by the White Stone City Garrison Commandant’s Office.

But now...

...it was time for the Garrison Commandant’s Office to spit it all back out!

The main reason the leaders of these factions were gathered here was to discuss this very matter.

It wasn’t just about the assets left behind by the two great gangs. Some of the industries under the Garrison Commandant’s Office’s name, the "donation silver" quotas, and their cut of the profits—everything had to be renegotiated!

"Everyone, the decline of the Garrison Commandant’s Office is obvious. From now on, White Stone City will be our domain! Come, let us raise our cups together and toast to the future!"

"The future will be our domain! A toast!"

"A toast! To the future!"

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