The constables, their faces full of gratitude, clasped their hands in a fist salute and quickly left.

"What's going on?" Shangguan Hongyu could hardly believe her eyes.

Bian Lang said, "We'll split the rest of the silver notes."

"I have money..." Shangguan Hongyu never skimped on herself when she went out. She was at least a thousand taels of silver, if not a fortune.

But Bian Lang still insisted on giving her the silver notes.

It's almost noon.

"Yes, hurry up, I heard they're going to kill a womanizer."

People hurried past them, their faces beaming with excitement.

Whenever someone is beheaded at Caishikou, the local people are willing to go and join in the fun.

If you watch beheadings too often, you can definitely become addicted.

Of the thirteen lecherous thieves, only Tian Boguang survived, and he was the one who was to be beheaded.

Bian Lang had no interest in beheading.

Shangguan Hongyu was the same; seeing that Bian Lang's clothes were somewhat worn, she insisted on dragging him to buy new clothes.

While trying on clothes, Corpse Brother passed on the new mission to Bian Lang.

Within three months, move the thirteen corpses, including Tian Boguang's, to the Xishen Pavilion.

Why would the Xishen Pavilion want the corpses of these thirteen lecherous thieves?

Three months is more than enough time to travel from Luoyang to Xishenge.

"Brother Bian, I have to go back to Zhengyi Fort tomorrow." Shangguan Hongyu also wanted to follow Bian Lang and roam the world, but she still had a mother with a broken leg at home. As a daughter, she couldn't be too unfilial.

Bian Lang laughed and said, "Separation is for a better reunion."

"Brother Bian, after I leave, you mustn't flirt with other women," Shangguan Hongyu instructed, blushing as she left the clothing store.

The next day, after parting ways, Bian Lang went straight to the government office.