Chapter 31

As Hu Meier and the other law enforcement disciples left, Hu Donghan felt a sense of emptiness in his heart. Unfolding the law enforcement disciple's uniform that Hu Meier had left, Hu Donghan found a small fox-shaped mark in several hidden corners—clearly, although it was a standard uniform, it had been made by Hu Meier herself.

Putting on the law enforcement disciple's uniform, he felt it fit perfectly, as if it even made him feel warmer. Glancing around, he saw the blood on the ground and some of Mu Zhengfeng's severed limbs. Hu Donghan frowned, thinking to himself that he should find a servant disciple to clean up first.

Stepping out of the room, the cultivators in the same courtyard who were originally curious about Hu Donghan's room—these people had been in seclusion, and upon waking up, they noticed law enforcement disciples standing in front of Hu Donghan's door, naturally feeling curious—suddenly changed their expressions when they saw Hu Donghan walk out, already dressed in a law enforcement disciple's uniform. They all looked as if they had seen a ghost and quickly retreated back into their rooms.

The reputation of law enforcement disciples was well-known, and the incident outside the External Affairs Hall had already spread. The law enforcement disciples on Die Luan Peak had gained a reputation like that of evil spirits. It was understandable that they would hide upon seeing Hu Donghan's attire.

Hu Donghan did not mind. He had no intention of interacting much with these people, and their avoidance suited his wishes.

Quickly leaving the courtyard, Hu Donghan arrived at the residence of the servant disciples nearby.

The reputation of law enforcement disciples was formidable. As soon as Hu Donghan appeared, a steward responsible for managing the servant disciples came out, smiling obsequiously and said, "Greetings, Senior Brother of the Law Enforcement Hall. May I ask if there is anything you need?" As he spoke, the steward slipped a storage bag into Hu Donghan's hand.

"Changed into a uniform, and just doing a small task, I actually get a reward for this?" Hu Donghan couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and frustration—previously, when he came here to find servant disciples for help, he just needed to take them away. Now, a Foundation Establishment steward personally greeted him and even offered a "gift."

However, Hu Donghan had only taken the law enforcement disciple's uniform to avoid trouble, not to gain any benefits. He quietly pushed the storage bag back and said, "Senior Uncle, there's no need for this. I just need someone to clean my room."

"Of course! Of course! It was my mistake. In the future, at least four servant disciples will be stationed at your door, and they will never delay your affairs." The Foundation Establishment steward sighed with relief upon hearing that it was just a small matter—these law enforcement pests were easier to deal with as long as they weren't causing trouble.

Hu Donghan scanned the surrounding servant disciples and finally focused on one. "There's no need for that. One servant is enough. Too many people would be a bother. I see that servant often serves at my door, so let him come with me. Also, you can continue your work; there's no need to follow."

"Yes! Yes! As you command, Senior Brother." The Foundation Establishment steward smiled and turned to the servant, saying, "Follow this Senior Brother and obey his commands, understood?"

"Yes." The servant trembled and nervously glanced at Hu Donghan before lowering his head—this servant was the one who had informed Mu Zhengfeng of Hu Donghan's whereabouts!

Hu Donghan's expression remained unchanged as he led the servant back to his room and pointed to the severed fingers, ears, and bloodstains on the ground, saying, "Clean this up quickly." Then, he sat cross-legged on the bed.

The servant hurriedly nodded and began cleaning with water.

After a quarter of an hour, the servant had cleaned up the severed fingers, washed away the bloodstains, and polished the floor tiles until they shone. He then trembled and reported to Hu Donghan, "Senior Uncle, I have cleaned it up."

Hu Donghan looked at the floor, a pleased expression on his face. "Good! Good! Very good! You did a great job! Come here, these spirit stones are for you." He took out ten spirit stones from his storage bag and placed them in front of the bed.

The servant's face lit up with joy—Hu Donghan not only specifically asked him to clean the room but also rewarded him with spirit stones. In his view, Hu Donghan must not know that he had informed Mu Zhengfeng. He had once wronged him, and now he was even rewarding him with spirit stones; this guy must be a fool! However, now that he had become a law enforcement disciple, serving him in the future would definitely bring many benefits...

Thinking of the good things to come, the servant walked to Hu Donghan, thanked him, and then collected the spirit stones from in front of the bed.

As the servant collected the spirit stones, Hu Donghan reached out and touched his head. The servant was tall, and Hu Donghan had to stretch a bit. However, when the servant saw Hu Donghan reach out to touch his head, he immediately lowered his head obediently, a smile on his face.

"Good! Good! Very good! Excellent." Hu Donghan gently patted the servant's head. As he said "excellent," his other hand suddenly made a few finger movements. With another pat, a Spirit Bullet Technique shot out from Hu Donghan's hand, directly hitting the servant's forehead. The servant's forehead immediately caved in, and he didn't even have time to react, still smiling as he was killed.

Poor servant, he never expected that Hu Donghan had already harbored murderous intentions when he called him over. And Hu Donghan chose the moment when he was most relaxed to strike, killing him with just a Spirit Bullet Technique!

After killing the servant, Hu Donghan's expression remained unchanged, as if he had just done the simplest thing.

Taking the servant's storage bag, Hu Donghan scanned it and saw that it contained twenty-six spirit stones. Besides the spirit stones, there was even a low-level magical artifact, the Hundred Ghost Banner—just a mere servant's worth was actually higher than Hu Donghan's.

Taking the servant's storage bag and the soul ring from his hand, Hu Donghan dragged the servant's body and casually threw it out the door.

At this point, a few servant disciples had already been sent by the Foundation Establishment steward. When Hu Donghan threw out the body, he angrily grunted, "Tell your steward to leave one person and have the others leave! What a bold servant, just cleaning my room, and he dared to steal my spirit stones, truly not knowing his place!"

After saying that, Hu Donghan returned to his room.

The servant disciples looked at each other, their expressions indescribably strange.

A servant actually stole from a law enforcement disciple's room? Was this a joke? When did servants become so bold?