"Put your mind at ease."

Tang Zheng’s body was almost battered beyond repair, lying quietly on the ground, blood continuously staining under him.

However, the medicinal power of the ten Elixir Pills he just swallowed transformed into Spiritual Power, still taking effect within his body.

...

Fang Che finished arranging the duty shifts and then specifically arranged for Yun Jianqiu and other King level experts to all be on duty.

Others could rest, but those with higher cultivation should take on more responsibility.

Because they needed to reinforce different directions.

Looking at Tang Zheng’s application on the office desk, he had actually already signed it long ago.

However, since Yuan Jingjiang made the request, Fang Che didn’t object, as he was indeed part of their family, and it was for Tang Zheng’s own good, so Fang Che had no reason to deny Yuan Jingjiang face.

To avoid others finding out he had already signed it, he simply slipped the application into his pocket.

Then he left the Guardian Hall, and as he just stepped out the door, inexplicably, he suddenly thought of someone.

Ren Chang.

He couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh: "Another day has passed..."

Thinking of Ren Chang, he couldn’t help but think of Zhao Ying’er, and he sighed again; thinking of Zhao Ying’er, he remembered that day he was patrolling the streets with Tang Zheng, leaving him midway to join Zhao Ying’er to see Ren Chang.

Then his thoughts shifted.

"Although Tang Zheng’s cultivation is low, during this time, he has changed greatly, even more responsible than others! He is someone who truly gets things done. Giving him the Elixir Pills, I’m afraid it’ll take less than ten days to break through. After his breakthrough, which area should I arrange for his duty shifts?"

"Although this kid is responsible, his strength is still the weakest. If he encounters any demon, I’m afraid he won’t have the ability to resist, let alone handle it. Perhaps it’s better to let him directly take charge of certain civilian matters within the city..."

Fang Che thought with a frown.

"Tang Zheng truly knows what the common people need, and he truly understands the living conditions of the people. If he’s assigned this job, he should be able to undertake it."

As he thought about it, he quietly unfolded his movement technique and headed in that direction.

In the distant sky, high above.

A sword light was breaking through the clouds and fog, speeding swiftly, nearing the skies above Baiyun State.

Fang Che walked several miles ahead, suddenly his expression changed, as if a rocket exploded in the distance?

A Guardian’s signal?

His heart stirred, and he immediately leaped into the air.

But all around was pitch-black, with nothing to be found.

"Did I hear wrong... I shouldn’t have. What’s going on? Was it shot down?"

Just then, a gust of wind brought a faint sound, someone was shouting from afar: "...Great Hall Tang Zheng..."

"Tang Zheng!?"

Fang Che’s face changed, and he shot out with a swish.

In three leaps, he was already several miles away, the sound clearer.

"I am the Guardian!"

"I am Tang Zheng!"

Fang Che activated the Infinite Scripture at full speed, his body shooting out like an arrow, slicing through the night wind with a whoosh!

A loud shout: "Tang Zheng!"

He heard two more of Tang Zheng’s wretched cries, then no more sound.

Stopped abruptly.

Fang Che’s heart burned with urgency, constantly speeding up.

The sword already unsheathed in his hand, merging as one, shot forward.

As he flew, he let out a thunderous howl.

One rocket after another shot from his hand, slanting up into the sky, exploding with bangs, pointing out the direction.

The long howl sounded like thunder rolling from the nine days, echoing across the tranquil skies of Baiyun State.

Vibrating in all directions.

Countless people awoke from their dreams in shock.

Countless martial artists and experts, knowing something happened, rushed over one after another. All were flying while letting out howls to signal support.

Fang Che flew like an arrow across the sky.

But immediately spun in the air, and descended.

At a street corner, someone lay quietly, dressed in a Steward’s Clothes.

Fang Che landed with a swish.

Cautious of the surroundings, sword light flashing, a layer of Sword Energy protecting him, rushed forward like a flying arrow.

"Tang Zheng!"

Only seeing from behind, he felt a chill in his heart, knowing there was no saving him.

The entire back was collapsed. Even the back of the head was cracked, brain matter slowly oozing out.

His heart kept sinking.

Quickly and accurately, he first sealed the veins to preserve the Divine Sense as much as possible, then carefully turned him half over to face upwards.

A ghastly pale face, blood and pieces of internal organs continuously spitting from the mouth — it was Tang Zheng.

To Fang Che’s surprise, Tang Zheng still had a breath.

His eyes were still open, able to recognize him.

His internal organs were entirely destroyed, but mysteriously, Spiritual Power was still surging within.

It was this Spiritual Power sustaining his last thread of life.

But, it was rootless water.

Fang Che instantly thought of the bottle of Elixir Pills he gave Tang Zheng, couldn’t help but feel a glimmer of hope, reached out to check, sighed sadly again.

The body, completely destroyed.

Tang Zheng’s mouth bubbled with blood, unable to speak, but one hand pointed to his own chest.

Fang Che opened his collar and took a look, immediately raised his head, nodded at his wide-open eyes.

Tang Zheng’s eyes showed a hint of a smile.

He desperately stared wide-eyed at Fang Che.

In his eyes, there was a plea.

A plea for his lifelong dream and honor.

"Signed! I signed it!"

Fang Che nodded repeatedly, quickly pulling out the application and unfolding it before Tang Zheng.

Above, beneath the application.

"Approved!" 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Signed: "Fang Che!"

Then the official seal of the Guardian Hall Steward Hall!

"Tang Zheng! You are a Guardian Steward! You are truly a Guardian now!"

Fang Che solemnly declared.

Tang Zheng’s eyes glared greedily at Fang Che’s signature, his gaze showing a trace of satisfied smile.

He struggled to speak, but his mouth was full of blood.

Fang Che waved his hand, the blood in his mouth was all removed by Spiritual Power, urgently said: "Tang Zheng, what do you want to say? What do you want to say? Speak quickly!"

Tang Zheng’s throat made a cluck sound, the smile in his eyes suddenly frozen.

The words he wanted to say, were ultimately not spoken.

But his face was peaceful, even with a touch of pride!

In his gaze, there was a smile, a look of pride.

As if declaring to someone: I am a Guardian!

A true Guardian!

...

Swish swish...

Experts of the Guardian Hall landed one by one.

The sound of the wind moved.

Yuan Jingjiang descended from the sky: "Fang Che, what’s..."

Suddenly seeing Tang Zheng’s lifeless body, his whole body trembled as if struck by lightning, cried hoarsely: "Tang Zheng!"

His body stiff, looking at the stiff gaze and smiling eyes of Tang Zheng, at Fang Che holding the signed application.

Yuan Jingjiang roared in sorrow, suddenly slapped his own face hard!

"I shouldn’t have stopped... Tang Zheng... this was your lifelong dream, if I had known earlier, no matter what, I should have let you wear your long-desired Steward’s Clothes a few days earlier..."