At this critical moment, An Zeyan gently raised a finger, and a stream of spiritual power quickly hit the rat demon's hand.
The already withered immortal-level spiritual herb flew out of the rat demon's hand in an instant.
“Ouch!”
The rat demon rolled on the ground in pain.
The immortal-grade spiritual herb fell steadily into An Zeyan's hand, as if mocking the rat demon.
He looked at the group of rat demons jokingly, as if to say, "You think you can fight me?"
"search."
It's a simple word, yet it's full of majesty and oppression.
The group of rat demons were trembling all over, their eyes filled with fear.
The guards stepped forward and searched them thoroughly from head to toe, inside and out.
The rat demons didn't dare to resist and could only stand obediently in the corner, trembling.
The guards placed the items they had found neatly on the ground and then reported to An Zeyan.
"Reporting to the City Lord, we found eight magic weapons, twenty low-level talismans, three high-level talismans, and two medicinal pills."
Guan Muxi raised an eyebrow after hearing this, thinking that these rat demons were really cunning and had hidden so many good things.
She couldn't help laughing, thinking these rat monsters were really funny.
He is really good at hiding, and he has so many magic weapons.
But... the magic herb is now in An Zeyan's hands. How can I get him to hand it over to me?
"Go check if any goods have been lost in the city in the past few months."
"yes."
The guard received the order and was about to go out.
"No need! Master, we have already checked it out."
At this time, Hu Yi hurried over, holding a thick stack of papers in one hand and holding someone tightly in the other.
When she came in front of An Zeyan, she stopped and threw the man to the ground with force.
"Master, this is a list of items lost in the city in the past few months." As she spoke, she respectfully handed the stack of papers in her hand to An Zeyan.
Then, she pointed to the person kneeling on the ground and said, "This is the owner of the auction house who is in charge of medicinal herbs."
When the shopkeeper heard his own name, his body couldn't help but tremble, his face turned pale instantly, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, his lips began to tremble slightly, and his eyes revealed fear and anxiety.
He frantically crawled to An Zeyan's feet, kowtowing and begging for mercy, saying, "I know I was wrong. Master, please spare my life!"
Seeing this, Hu Yi went up and kicked him hard, kicking him away and shouting, "How can you be so presumptuous in front of the master!"
"Master, this man sold the medicinal materials privately while managing them. Sometimes he would overcharge customers and even tamper with the accounts to seek personal gain." Hu Yixiang reported to An Zeyan.
An Zeyan asked with a cold face: "How long has this been going on?"
The herbal medicine shopkeeper replied tremblingly, "Three...three months."
"Do you recognize this magical herb?" An Zeyan picked up a withered magical herb and handed it to the herbal medicine shopkeeper.
The herbal medicine shopkeeper raised his head and examined it carefully. Although the elixir had withered, he still recognized it at a glance as the one he had lost half a month ago.
"I recognize it. It's... the one I lost half a month ago."
He answered tremblingly, his voice trembling, as if saying this required great courage. He swallowed and didn't dare to look up.
"Then how did this medicinal herb end up in the hands of the rat demon?" An Zeyan's tone was so cold that it made people feel scared, as if the air around them was frozen.
His eyes were like a sharp sword, piercing straight at the shopkeeper who was kneeling on the ground.
The shopkeeper, suppressing his fear, said, "Half a month ago, I went to the warehouse and discovered a... Immortal... Immortal-grade herb missing. Losing a herb is a serious matter. I was afraid that if the higher-ups investigated, my secret sale of herbs and profiting from the difference would be exposed, so I tampered with the accounts. Master, I truly know I was wrong. Please forgive me."
As he spoke, he kowtowed repeatedly, and his forehead made a dull sound when it hit the ground.
The herbal medicine shopkeeper regretted it so much at this time that he was crying breathlessly, with tears and snot mixed together, and he looked miserable.
He knew very well that the mistake he had made was serious. Not only had he lost the precious herbs, but he had also tried to cover up the truth. Now, facing the questioning of his master, he could only beg for mercy, hoping to be forgiven.
However, he also understood that things had developed to this point and he might not be able to escape punishment.
Hu Yi stepped forward and kicked the shop owner fiercely. The kick was so powerful that it sent the shop owner flying into the prison pillar with a dull thud.
"The master treats you well, and this is how you repay him?" Hu Yi glared at the shopkeeper, sparks of anger flashing in his eyes.
People who work in auction houses have always received high salaries.
He could get at least one hundred high-quality spirit stones as salary every month, plus he often received generous rewards from customers, so his income was even more considerable.
However, the owner of this drug store betrayed his master, which is truly outrageous.
The owner of the medicine shop was kicked so hard that he could hardly speak. However, he still endured the pain and turned to An Zeyan, trying to plead: "Master... spare my life!"
An Zeyan waved his hand indifferently, his tone firm: "Suppress it and deal with it however you want."
"Yes." Hu Yi accepted the order and without hesitation reached out to grab the drugstore owner, dragged him up, and strode towards the depths of the cell.
Not long after, the miserable cries of the drugstore owner were heard from deep within the cell.
Guan Muxi couldn't help but shudder, secretly sighing in his heart that Hu Yi's methods were still so cruel.
When a group of rat demons heard the screams, they were so scared that they huddled closer to the corner.
At this time, An Zeyan stretched out his slender fingers and used his spiritual power to pull Guan Muxi in front of him.
"Okay, now it's time to talk about you. How did you know this elixir was stolen?"
Guan Muxi, who was floating in the air, felt helpless and thought: Just say it, why do you have to pull him so close!
"It's actually very simple. Wherever spiritual energy is used, it will leave traces of it," Guan Muxi explained. "This withered herb is no exception. When I saw it, I found a faint trace of spiritual energy floating on it."
"Also, when I went to the auction house today to sell elixirs, I happened to see how you store your spiritual herbs. Therefore, I can conclude that this spiritual herb was stolen."
"But I didn't expect that they not only stole the elixir, but also stole other things."
After listening to his explanation carefully, An Zeyan gently placed Guan Muxi on the ground.
He tilted his head slightly, supporting his chin with one hand, his eyes sparkling with laughter, a faint smile on his lips, and said softly, "You helped our auction house solve a big problem. In return, I allow you to make a wish."
Guan Muxi was very surprised when he heard this.
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