I am the Ruler of the Kingdom of Mysterious-Chapter 191 - 163: Payment Upfront

The street was silent, everyone stunned as they stared at Sang Que.

Sang Que picked up the fallen chair, brushed off the wood chips, sat down, and looked at Wei Wu, "I work day and night, risking backlash from evil spirits, earning just that measly amount, and the incense doesn’t even come to me. And with this, you want me to risk my life?"

Wei Wu finally came to his senses and shouted sternly, "As a Night Traveler of the Evil Suppression Bureau, you should ensure peace in this area, how can you just focus on money and incense all the time?"

"If I’m not focusing on money and incense, should I focus on you? Do you think you’re some kind of handsome man?"

"Cough! Cough cough cough!"

Yu Da coughed hard beside, signaling to Sang Que with his eyes, but Sang Que completely ignored it, only arguing back, which was already the result of her patient restraint; given her normal temper, Wei Wu would be under her foot.

Xue Er pursed his lips and turned away, not daring to show any expression. Although the one being teased was his captain, why did he feel so delighted, as if Sang Que said the words he had been holding in his heart!

Wei Wu was furious, "Since you’re a Yin Walker, benefitting from the incense of the Evil Suppression Bureau, you should solve deceit cases for the Bureau!"

Sang Que couldn’t help but laugh a little, "And you? The Evil Suppression Bureau hired you just to bark here? As a Golden Traveler, shouldn’t you set an example? You grab merits and dodge responsibilities, is this what Captain Cui taught you?"

"You! Don’t speak wild words, you, a little Night Traveler who just joined the Evil Suppression Bureau, how would you know the contributions we Day Travelers make behind the scenes? Without us Day Travelers fighting at the front, how could you Night Travelers easily solve deceit cases."

"Next time, contribute openly instead of doing sneaky actions behind others’ backs, are you that shameless?"

"You!"

Wei Wu’s face turned red, his chest heaving heavily, choked by Sang Que, he furiously drew the saber from his waist.

Before he could charge at Sang Que, Sang Que drew the Hundred Victory Saber from her back and thrust it into the ground forcefully.

Bang!

The ground cracked, the Hundred Victory Saber emitted a dark red evil qi, producing a resonant sound, Sang Que raised her eyes filled with killing intent, coldly staring at Wei Wu.

"If you want to fight, I’m always ready to accompany."

Wei Wu had already heard Sang Que’s battle record in the Evil Suppression Bureau for the past half month from Xue Er and Ma Zi. She was also a Yin Walker with Evil Mist; if they really fought, he was not a match for Sang Que.

"Mr. Wei," Yu Da tried to dissuade from the side, "solving the deceit case is the priority now."

Wei Wu glared at Sang Que for a moment before saying, "Young and vigorous, I, as an elder, won’t bicker with you, what will it take for you to accept this case?"

Sang Que didn’t lift her head, her eyes indifferent, "Didn’t you tell me to get lost? I’m not the Night Traveler of the Evil Suppression Bureau anymore, why should I take the case?"

"You!"

Yu Da quickly grabbed the furious Wei Wu, glancing at Sang Que then at Wei Wu, whispering, "Mr. Wei, usually, for a Yin Walker outside the Evil Suppression Bureau, if you want their assistance, according to the rules, you need to negotiate the reward and pay a deposit first. You know, Yin Walkers taking control of evil poses risks, every time they use the power of evil spirits, there’s a backlash, so Yin Walkers can’t possibly help for free."

Yu Da offered Wei Wu advice, providing him a way out.

Wei Wu snorted and looked away, took two deep breaths, his gaze settling on Xue Er, "Xue Er, give her your Substitute Death Grassman!"

Xue Er was still immersed in the sweet satisfaction of Sang Que rebuking Wei Wu earlier. Suddenly being named and asked to take out his Substitute Death Grassman, which he queued half a year to obtain, he instinctively stepped back.

"Mr. Wei, this... this is my lifesaver..."

Wei Wu reached out, "Stop with the nonsense, give it out!"

Xue Er clutched his chest, unwilling to give.

Wei Wu glared, "Do you not want to work anymore? Do you believe I’ll demote you back to being a White Servant right now?"

As the Golden Travel Captain, Wei Wu had the authority to select and replace team members.

Xue Er clenched his fists, wishing he could be as assertive as Sang Que earlier, tossing his token and saying he won’t do it, but he was about to enter the third layer of Nine Netherworld soon, and the Silver Travel Token allowed the Day Travel Mask to provide him equivalent incense. If he became a White Servant, his Heart Lamp would immediately weaken.

By then, the erosion of Nine Netherworld would at the least attract evil spirits and deceit, and at worst directly drive him mad.

He couldn’t lose the Silver Travel Token no matter what.

Thinking of this, Xue Er could only bite his lip and take out the Substitute Death Grassman from his arms and hand it to Wei Wu. Wei Wu gave Xue Er a warning look, snatched the red cloth wrapped Substitute Death Grassman and tossed it to Sang Que.

"Take it!"

Wei Wu tossed the item as if feeding a dog, Sang Que didn’t even attempt to catch it, letting the thing fall to the ground.

Wei Wu glared, "What more do you want?"

Yu Da wiped his sweat beside, smiling apologetically at Wei Wu, "Mr. Wei, Sang Er is, after all, a third layer Yin Walker, taming evil spirits with Evil Mist, such a small thing may... may not be enough."

Upon hearing Yu Da’s words, Wei Wu gritted his teeth. Sang Que leaned back in the chair with her arms crossed, looking at the three kneeling at the entrance of the gambling den across the way, quietly observing something.

Wei Wu hesitated for a moment, then took out something wrapped in red cloth from his arms. After a pause, he opened the red cloth, revealing a bracelet inside, half of it riddled with terrifying blood threads.

"This is a Ghost-level Yin Object, it can still be used twice. After use, it can release ghost blood. If humans come in contact with ghost blood, they’ll dissolve into blood; if ghosts touch it, they’ll be trapped in the blood. The last person who used the Ghost Bracelet trapped a Five-layered Evil Ghost with it."

"What’s the cost?" Sang Que asked.

Wei Wu frowned, was about to say he didn’t know, but Yu Da promptly interjected.

"I know this Ghost Bracelet."

Wei Wu glared at Yu Da, but Yu Da pretended not to see, quickly saying, "The specific cost of the Ghost Bracelet is unknown, but the last person who used it ended up chopping off their own hand to remove the Ghost Bracelet before handing it over to the Merit Office. I’d estimate not removing the bracelet would be more painful than cutting off a hand."

Sang Que looked at Wei Wu, Wei Wu’s eyes lowered guiltily, Sang Que’s gaze grew colder,

"Not enough."

Wei Wu’s eyes widened, "Don’t push too far." 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Sang Que stood up from the chair, "You clearly have a Ghost-level Yin Object capable of suppressing a Five-layered Evil Ghost, yet you can’t imprison even a Gambling Ghost, and lost one of your team members. If I inform Captain Cui of this, how do you think he’ll react?"

Wei Wu’s pupils trembled slightly, even Xue Er frowned, staring steadily at the Ghost Bracelet in Wei Wu’s hand, Sang Que was right. If Wei Wu had come forward at the start with the bracelet to suppress the Gambling Ghost, they could have detained the Gambling Ghost directly, not sacrificing Ma Zi.

Even if Wei Wu was unwilling to do it himself, why didn’t he give the bracelet to Ma Zi?

Sang Que bluntly said, "You fear death but can’t bear to part with Yin Objects, you must have quite a lot of good stuff on you? Intentionally chose the Ghost Bracelet for me, dare you say you’re not trying to use this Yin Object to destroy my hand? I think I’ll pass, even if I’m not working in the Evil Suppression Bureau, it won’t kill me, at most the Bureau will restrict me from leaving Wangshan City."

"And you, Mr. Wei Wu, if you don’t handle this deceit case well, with Captain Cui’s temperament, your days as a Golden Traveler may be numbered. Without the Day Travel Mask, how long can you live hoarding those Yin Objects?"

Having said this, Sang Que pulled up the Hundred Victory Saber embedded in the ground and was about to leave.

"Hold on!"

Wei Wu called out to Sang Que. This deceit case couldn’t be delayed for too long, after all, it was in his jurisdiction, at worst he would be accused of dereliction, not costing him his life, but a demotion was possible.

Working in the Evil Suppression Bureau has these constraints, restricted by the incense in incense burners, only able to advance, not retreat. One retreat means death.

Eventually, Wei Wu gritted his teeth and compromised, taking out two more things along with another Substitute Death Grassman.