Why do I have so many masters?

"Iron General, rise and greet the two lords."

"I obey the order, my lord."

The commander rose and turned around to glance at the two men, and couldn't help but utter a gasp. His right hand instinctively moved to his waist; had it not been the presence of the king, his weapon might have been drawn.

The King of Parthia frowned slightly, tapped the table, and spoke with a heavier voice:

"General, what is the meaning of this?"

The military officer snapped back to his senses and hastily saluted, answering, "Your Majesty, when I saw these two lords, particularly the lord on the right with the beast pattern on him, it strikingly resembled the mask worn by the assassin that day, causing me surprise I couldn't contain."

"I hope for forgiveness!"

The King of Parthia's demeanor relaxed a little.

The two Great Qin Ministry of Punishment officials exchanged glances and had already reached a conclusion in their hearts. The one dressed as a military officer pointed to the red pattern on his brocade robe, featuring a beast with a tiger's body and a dragon's head, and said:

"General, are you referring to this?"

The military officer glanced at it and nodded.

The King of Parthia frowned and said:

"Do you two have any thoughts?"

The two Great Qin Ministry of Punishment officials exchanged looks, and the one dressed as a civil official stepped forward, furrowing his brow, and said:

"May it be known to your Majesty."

"My Great Qin is also searching for this person. Regarding the wanted notice, during the exchange between the two nations, your esteemed nation should have received it as well. He has killed over a dozen Great Qin officials, destroyed mountains and strongholds, and committed severe atrocities."

"His true name is unknown, and there might be more than one. They are all called Yi Nanping."

"Truly a first-class dangerous figure."

The King of Parthia's expression turned solemn.

In the shadows that ordinary people couldn't perceive, the waves surged, with the Parthian Jianghu, King Balman's domain, and the entire Parthian military quietly heightening their vigilance.

Jianghu people carried swords on their backs, yet conflicts and confrontations almost disappeared.

The defenses in each city became increasingly tight.

Everyone was extremely vigilant, even though they knew that when facing such a dangerous figure, vigilance was of no use.

Pu Yongyan thought of the extremely dangerous order passed down and warned his son again not to run around recklessly, then took up the defensive knife and shield with the awareness that they might die at any time.

When going out, he saw the lazy youth next door, seemingly useless.

He couldn't help but feel resentful in his heart and spat.

Were they risking their lives to protect such a layabout?

He suddenly felt it wasn't worth it and then thought that if the whole world were full of such lazy fellows, wouldn't everything be harmonious? Feeling both resentful and regretful, he went to take his duties at the city gate.

The sunshine was warm and gentle, winter sunlight always cherished dearly, in a courtyard, a young man reclined lazily on a chair soaking up the sun.

Showing a delicate face, though pale, dressed in quite thick clothes for the cold winter, with furry linings at the sleeves and collar for warmth.

He hugged a bronze furnace engraved with beast patterns, lazily taking a nap.

A black-and-white small beast coiled at his feet.

Both the man and the beast were lazily enjoying the rare winter sunshine.

After about a tea time, the young man stretched with a yawn, squinted his eyes, got up and shuffled inside, in the unhappy cries of the black-and-white beast, lifting the pot lid, and upon seeing no medicinal herbs in the food, he smiled and said:

"Indeed, it's finally cooked..."

"Alright, don't fuss, but can you even eat this?"

Outside by the wall, as Pu Yongyan walked, he murmured:

"Stay vigilant, extremely dangerous."

"Countless killings."

"Madness, calmness, danger..."

The more he walked, the more fearful he became, involuntarily imagining an image of a Jianghu villain, full of bloody aura, eyes cold and piercing, teeth sharp, lips with blood, and he trembled slightly.

Inside the house, Wang Anfeng took a deep breath, a smile appeared on his face.

"So fragrant..."

"Later, share some with the neighbors too, not sure if they eat spicy, how about separating into spicy and non-spicy portions."

PS: Today's update is presented...

Hmm, a standard chapter of six thousand two hundred words, divided up, each chapter three thousand one hundred words, just about returned to normal, evolution or the likes, let's hold it back for now.