Chapter Six: Sweeping Through Every Corner

After speaking, Lu Huaiyang grasped the door handle and began to open it. The car door creaked open slightly, and the noisy commotion outside filtered back in.

“Wait a moment!” Shang Luo suddenly called out. “I have a question. How are you planning to deal with those people?”

Lu Huaiyang stopped and slowly turned around. “As long as you ask, I will answer, because the people have the right to know. But this might give you some moral discomfort, so you should be prepared.”

“Go ahead. I’m ready.”

Upon hearing this, Lu Huaiyang sat back down and closed the door. This time, his expression was much more solemn.

“According to the relevant laws, our response to kidnapping is—to completely root out their lairs, burn everything to ashes, then scatter salt over the ruins, regardless of whether anyone lives or dies.”

He paused, then continued, “If you were killed or suffered any irreversible harm, all perpetrators would be flayed alive and strung up on the city gates. None of these actions require approval from the Ministry of Justice, the Court of Judicial Review, or the Censorate. Instead, the local garrison carries them out immediately—execute first, report later. What follows is the thorough eradication of their nests. I hope this won't trouble your young heart.”

“No, not at all. Actually, I want to know why.”

Shang Luo’s heart quickened; after all, this was his first time encountering such matters.

“Because you carry an imperial commission, a dispatch from the court. To harm you is to harm the court itself. The court treats barbarians this way—we never show mercy.”

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A quarter of an hour passed. The police car returning to the station swayed under the flashing lights, driving down the road. All others remained at the scene.

Shang Luo stared out the window. The crime scene grew more distant, but its brightness remained undiminished. In fact, arc floodlights had been set up, illuminating the site brighter than the center of a stage, visible even near the horizon.

He kept watching because as he left earlier, he had seen the heavy infantry take their firing positions, and signal soldiers pull out small command flags from their boxes. Judging by the time, it was almost time for the “rooting out.”

Suddenly, without warning, a red fireball burst forth from the white spotlight. One, two, three shots, followed by a continuous volley. Rockets trailing red flames streaked across the black fields, targeting the nests illuminated by the floodlights.

The dark night sky was repeatedly lit up, revealing the endless green fields along the roadside. Dull explosions echoed across the loose farmland, shaking the car windows and nearby nurseries.

These were Type 32 single-person rocket launchers, Imperial Guard models. The signature equipment of the Embroidered Uniform Guards. The cluster bombs they fired were meant for rooting out nests. After dozens of cluster bombs rained down, even the hardest rocks would melt under the intense heat.

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