"I understand."

Fang Che sighed.

"So I’ll try to hold back a bit, keep things in mind."

Zhao Shanhe looked worried.

He had absolutely no trust in Fang Che’s words, "keep things in mind"!

With his murderous temper, perhaps keeping things in mind just means not killing a billion people in one go?

He sighed and said, "Speaking of which, there is something I need to inform you about."

"Please go ahead, General Zhao."

"Regarding your Sixth Patrol Team, I want to make it independent."

Zhao Shanhe said.

"Oh? What do you mean by that?"

"In the main team, other squads don’t have your authority; they certainly won’t be jealous, but it’s not good for you to be nominally part of the main team."

"Indeed, it does seem... not quite right."

Fang Che pondered.

"So I want to rename it to the ’Life and Death Patrol Group.’ Listed separately in the Southeast, it will only report to me and Vice Chief Officer An. Then I’ll give you the Chief’s hand decree, granting authority over personnel shifts."

Zhao Shanhe said.

"So, the authority is increased?"

"It has to be increased."

Zhao Shanhe looked weathered: "As a small inspector, you curse me till I’m covered in dog blood every day — I need some face, damn it."

"Indeed, the face of General Zhao is still important."

Zhao Shanhe couldn’t tell if these words were praise, agreement, or sarcasm.

He couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

"Let’s go with what the Chief intended then."

"Yes, even though the position remains low, there’s no choice. You’re still a novice. But the increased authority is equivalent to being an imperial envoy, and a lot of things will be easier to handle."

"Do you know how they refer to you outside now?" Zhao Shanhe asked.

"Fang Qingtian?"

Fang Che asked hopefully.

"Hehehe... spit! You must be dreaming! How could you even bring yourself to say those three words?"

Zhao Shanhe spat, speaking contemptuously.

"Then what is it?" Fang Che asked curiously.

Zhao Shanhe looked at Fang Che’s face, exhaled calmly, and said two words: "Fang Tu!"

Fang Che’s face turned as black as charcoal, and he angrily said: "I’m wholeheartedly devoted to the people, how did I become Fang Tu?! Who the hell gave me this nickname? I’ll damn well find them!"

"If you really want to find out, you might end up killing everyone at the Southeast Headquarters."

By saying these two words, Zhao Shanhe seemed to release some lingering evil energy, becoming radiant all at once.

Especially Fang Che’s furious look made General Zhao even more satisfied.

Fang Che sighed in despair, finally lifted his head, and said with hope: "So, what about Dongyun Yu, Feng Xiangdong, and Qiu Yunshang?"

"...Uh, they have no nicknames."

Zhao Shanhe replied.

Veins bulged on Fang Che’s forehead: "It’s just me with a bad reputation? This is unfair!"

"What can be done."

Zhao Shanhe gloated.

"Find a way to give them names like Dong Tu, Feng Tu, and Qiu Tu."

Fang Che, utterly frustrated, didn’t even refer to "you" politely anymore, just "you."

"I can’t think of them. You figure it out yourself."

Zhao Shanhe refused bluntly.

He swaggered away.

Fang Che’s facial muscles contorted as he looked at the backs of Dongyun Yu, Qiu Yunshang, and Feng Xiangdong, and suddenly anger rose in his heart, turning malicious.

Damn it, why!

I serve justice for the people, and I get the title of butcher!

These three kill just as much as me, yet nothing happens to them!

Feng Xiangdong and the other two felt the malicious gaze behind them, turned around, only to see Fang Che’s staring eyes, and stopped to wait: "What’s wrong? Boss?"

"It’s nothing..."

Fang Che, releasing a bout of evil energy from his chest, said amicably: "The other night while practicing, I accidentally broke through to First Grade. When we get back, you three spar with me a bit to stabilize things."

"No problem!" The three hadn’t realized Fang Che’s sinister intentions.

After all, everyone felt they’ve improved considerably lately, and wanted to test it out. If they could press and beat up Boss Fang... hehe, Mo Gan Yun and others would be envious to death!

"You guys go ahead, I’ll think about some things. Been really tired lately, might as well take the chance to rest."

Fang Che lowered his eyes.

Directly found a horse and rode it, lowered his head, it seemed like he was about to fall asleep.

The three knew that, during this time, Fang Che’s pressure was truly much higher than their own, who simply followed orders and worked.

They immediately nodded.

One followed behind Fang Che’s horse, two on the front sides.

Slowly, they walked forward with the main team. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Thus, the pace slowed down considerably, and Zhao Shanhe and others directly used movement technique and left, so that when they had already returned to the Southeast Headquarters and started working, Fang Che and the trio were still on the way.

But for the people traveling together, having Fang Che accompanying them made everyone feel immensely at ease.

They even felt very happy.

Some people initially planned to turn around halfway home but ended up accompanying Inspector Fang, walking until they reluctantly turned back at Donghu State City gate.

Given some space, Fang Che naturally had to report on his work.

He had been so busy these days that his feet hardly touched the ground and hadn’t contacted Yin Shen Palace.

This must be remedied.

"Master, these days have worn me out. I never imagined the Guardian’s city could hide so much filth, shocking to behold. I feel this world is just foul and dark, actually no matter where you go, it’s all the damn same. A crow landing on a pig, no one laughs at the other for being black."

"I’ve dealt with the Heihu Gang, too bad I didn’t get a chance to collect the money, oversight. Killed twenty-two among the Guardians; my reputation is quite good now."