Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

At the entrance of the dock.

In front of the pier, cries of battle erupted all around.

Jia Youcai was crouched tightly behind a pile of burlap sacks, not daring to even show his head.

This middle-aged arrest officer leaned his back hard against the sacks, as if wishing he could crawl inside them, while his hands clutched a knife that wouldn't stop trembling.

Cold sweat dripped down his face like falling rain.

What's going on?

How did I suddenly encounter 'flying bandits' at the dock?

That's right!

'Flying bandits'!

Just moments ago, when Jia Youcai and a group of arrest officers had arrived at the dock with squad members, before he could even react, a 'flying bandit' wielding a Horse-Cleaving Saber jumped out from the shadows of the night.

Without a word, he swung his saber in an instant.

In a flash, the two foremost arrest officers were cut down.

Jia Youcai was also at the front, but he was lucky – he instinctively ducked to the ground upon hearing the sound of the saber slicing through the air.

Having narrowly escaped, Jia Youcai had no time for further action; burning hot blood drenched him, leaving his mind blank as he crawled behind this pile of sacks purely on instinct.

However, as time passed, Jia Youcai knew he couldn't continue hiding.

Listening to the noises, he realized that almost all the arrest officers who came with him were dead.

If no one came out to take charge at this moment, the squad might just scatter in chaos.

At that point, he would be held accountable afterward.

He would certainly be skinned alive.

With the methods of the high official, he would definitely be seen as the cause of this mission's failure.

Perhaps the deaths of his colleagues would all be blamed on him.

None of that mattered.

For Jia Youcai, it's not the first time he's been gossiped about.

He's long gotten used to it.

But...

He still has his mother!

Thinking of his dead colleagues haunting his mother to claim vengeance, and the neighbors pointing fingers at her, Jia Youcai gritted his teeth.

Knowing his mother's personality, faced with such matters, she surely wouldn't survive it.

Then what was the point of his cowardly survival now?

He might as well fight for a way out for his mother.

With this in mind, Jia Youcai took a deep breath.

The next moment, he peeked his head out to look outside—

The 'flying bandit' was wielding the Horse-Cleaving Saber, with no particular technique, just slashing left and right, yet those simple moves kept the surrounding squad members from daring to approach.

Because those who charged forward were all split in half.

Beneath the enemy's feet lay corpses everywhere.

Both ordinary squad members, patrols, and arrest officers.

The morale of the squad and patrols was clearly plummeting; soon they would be in full retreat.

"Archers!"

Jia Youcai, observing from beside the sacks, didn't wait and shouted loudly.

The shout attracted the attention of the 'flying bandit' instantly.

The distinct arrest officer uniform drew the enemy's gaze immediately.

"Hey, there's another one!"

"Didn't run away?"

"Pretty brave!"

The 'flying bandit', holding the Horse-Cleaving Saber, looked at Jia Youcai with a sinister smile.

With that, he charged straight at Jia Youcai.

But Jia Youcai didn't run, he didn't even move.

It wasn't that he didn't want to run, but when the 'flying bandit' with the Horse-Cleaving Saber charged at him, his legs were shaking so much that he could only grab the sack to keep from falling.

As the 'flying bandit' drew closer, a few past 'combat' memories flashed through Jia Youcai's mind.

It was when he was young and had a conflict with a group from the next alley, outnumbered and cornered in the alley, about to be beaten, when a brick appeared at his feet, and without thinking, he picked it up and threw it.

It happened to hit the head of the opposing leader.

The leader fell backward immediately.

The menacing foes scattered like birds and beasts in an instant.

He became famous overnight for his 'bravery', and afterward, was recruited into the yamen.

The memories flashed by in his mind.

He looked ahead.

How similar is this pier to that alley from before?

Bricks?

Though there's no brick at hand now, there's... a knife!

Woosh!

Acting on his thoughts, Jia Youcai threw the knife in his hand.

The saber spun mid-air, flying toward the 'flying bandit' with great strength.

But, it was knocked away by the 'flying bandit' with the Horse-Cleaving Saber.

As the first attempt failed, Jia Youcai panicked a bit and could only shout out loudly.

"Throw, throw it to me!"

"Where are the archers?"

"Shoot for me!"

Jia Youcai's voice quivered but was loud enough to spread far into the night; more importantly, at that moment, Jia Youcai stood there unmoving, like a stabilizing force.

The panicked squad paused immediately.

Many instinctively threw their weapons at the 'flying bandit' wielding the Horse-Cleaving Saber.

Woosh, woosh, woosh!

Dozens of knives, like short spears, enclosed the 'flying bandit' wielding the Horse-Cleaving Saber.

Many even missed the mark and flew toward Jia Youcai.

Fortunately, the tall sandbags before Jia Youcai served as 'defensive fortifications'.

Thud, thud, thud!

The blades of the knives stuck into the sandbags.

They also cut into flesh.

Not deeply.

But, blood was spurting.

It made the 'flying bandit' grimace in pain.

This revitalized the patrol and squad members, who had been stunned encountering this 'flying bandit'; he seemed like a legendary invincible warrior, guarding the pier alone, unyielding.