"Ah!"
The scream suddenly erupted.
The embarrassed county official instinctively looked down and saw the decapitated head of a demon at his feet.
All the hairs on his body stood on end at once, and his aged heart felt as if it was being tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand; immense fear flooded his entire being in an instant.
This Confucian Scholar, who had just been exerting his paternalistic authority in front of Wang Chen, instantly rolled his eyes and fainted.
Luckily, Duan Yongfeng, quick to react, caught him, otherwise a fall to the back of his head could have sent him straight to heaven.
The constables and government servants around him all turned as pale as death, some with trembling legs and chattering teeth, others swallowing hard and quietly retreating to put distance between themselves and the demon's head on the ground.
According to the rules of the Great Liang Kingdom, matters involving demons were the responsibility of the Blood Cloak Guard.