The next morning, Cao Mingzhi arrives early outside the estate.
Upon seeing Henwell, he eyes him curiously and, after a long pause, finally asks, âSo what actually happened?â
Henwell leads him into the reception room. âSpeak up. What benefits did your father offer me?â
Cao Mingzhiâs expression turns strange. âOne hundred thousand gold. Not a penny less. And from this moment on, youâre officially a Gold Locksmith of the court.â
Locksmith isnât a craftsman who makes door locks. Instead, itâs a special department jointly overseen by the Ministry of Justice and the Court of Judicial Review.
A Locksmith is essentially a skilled artisan tasked with capturing wanted criminals. They hold official court ranks, receive a basic salary, and are dispatched by the government, but they donât wield real authority.
Each year, Locksmiths must complete certain bounty-hunting missions assigned by the Ministry of Justice and the Court of Judicial Review. Once these tasks are done, they can operate freely.
If they need money, they simply capture a few wanted criminals and collect rewards from the two departments.
After verifying the capture, they receive real gold and silver on the spot.
In short, itâs basically a government-backed bounty hunter position.
Compared to the Evil-Catcher Departmentâs Demon-Catcher Detectives or the Divine Detective Departmentâs Divine Enforcers, these are civil servants.
Locksmiths are more like career officials!
There are several ranks among Locksmiths:
- Lockman: the lowest rank, no official grade, for beginners in the field.
- Locksmith: ninth rank, experienced hunters who also complete specific provincial tasks.
- Iron Locksmith: ninth rank, well-known in their province.
- Copper Locksmith: eighth rank, requires approval from provincial judicial authorities.
- Silver Locksmith: eighth rank, requires approval from both the Ministry of Justice and the Court of Judicial Review, plus Entry Rank Martial Warrior strength.
- Gold Locksmith: seventh rank, requires joint certification from both departments, Second Rank Martial Warrior strength, and the capture of criminals listed on wanted boards.
Cao Mingzhi hands over a box containing a golden chain, about as thick as a finger and roughly four meters long.
Henwell squeezes it, itâs as strong as an extraordinary alloy, quite a fine piece of equipment.
Besides the golden chain, thereâs an exquisitely carved badge inside.
The relief on the badge depicts a prison gate wrapped in chains.
This is the official identification of a Gold Locksmith.
Finally, the box holds a stack of gold banknotes issued by the imperial treasury, totaling exactly one hundred thousand gold.
After putting everything away, Henwell begins to explain to Cao Mingzhi. âYouâre basically a bait thatâs been put out. The enemy wants to get to you, so they have to make a move. Every government department wants to catch them, but none can send their own people, too risky, might tip off the enemy.â
âBut they canât just let you, the bait, get taken out either. So they have to hire an outsider to protect you. The requirements for this outsider are high! Not only must they be capable, but they canât be a familiar face or have ties to any faction.â
âAnd I just happen to fit that role! After all, this is a life-for-money deal. If they donât offer a good price, it wonât make sense.â
âIf I succeed in protecting you, it proves my skills are top-notch. Giving me a Gold Locksmith position is a smart move, it shows they recognize talent and it earns me a good reputation.â
âBut if I die, no one loses anything, the gold is still gold. As for the promised Gold Locksmith position, thatâs easy to handle too. If Iâm dead, who cares about the position?â
âSo for all parties involved, this isnât a harsh condition. One hundred thousand gold to have two Second Rank Martial Warriors and several Entry Rank Martial Warriors willingly go to their deaths isnât a high price at all.â
After hearing Henwellâs explanation, Cao Mingzhi is stunned for a long time.
Then he suddenly jumps up, cursing loudly in a harsh, sensitive way.
After venting, Cao Mingzhi grabs Henwellâs arm. âBrother! Iâm entrusting my life to you! You absolutely have to help me survive this!â
Henwell pats his shoulder. âDonât worry. I took the money, so naturally Iâll get the job done. Until this mission ends, as long as Iâm alive, no one can kill you! Of course, thatâs on the condition that you behave and donât act recklessly. If you try to get yourself killed, Iâm not responsible!â
Cao Mingzhi nods quickly like a little chick pecking grain. âOf course! Iâll follow Henwellâs orders. If you tell me to go east, I wonât dare go west!â
Henwell smiles. âThat makes things easier. Get ready.â
Cao Mingzhi asks, âPrepare defenses? What do you need? Bows and crossbows? Traps? Hidden bunkers?â
Henwell wraps the golden chain around his waist like a belt. âWeâre going out for a stroll!â
Cao Mingzhiâs eyes widen. âBut there are people trying to kill us out there! Isnât it dangerous to go out now?â
Henwell corrects him. âFirst, they want to kill you, not me. Second, you forgot something important, youâre the bait! Bait doesnât hide. As bait, you have to be out in the open, wherever itâs lively, wherever itâs dangerous!â
âFinally, do you think we get paid for nothing? Theyâre paying a high price, so we have to take big risks!â
Cao Mingzhi pulls a miserable face and retorts, âYouâre the one getting the benefits; Iâm not getting anything!â
Henwell rolls his eyes. âYour survival is the biggest benefit. Besides, the risk and reward are your fatherâs. If all goes well, your father might even become Minister of Works!â
Henwell grabs the Dusk Greatsword and, accompanied by his mute guards, steps outside.
Besides Henwellâs group of ten, Cao Mingzhi has twenty guards by his side.
These thirty or so people protect Cao Mingzhi, parading openly around the outskirts of the capital.
With such a grand display, anyone who doesnât know might mistake Cao Mingzhi for royalty!
For a full three days, Cao Mingzhi doesnât face a single attack.
That night at the Drunken Dream Tower, Cao Mingzhi quietly asks Henwell, âHenwell, do you think the enemy realized weâre bait and called off the assassination?â
Henwell thinks for a moment. âVery likely.â
âWhen will we return to the capital? Wandering out here makes me nervous. Even bait should have an end, right?â
âHold on for two more days. If nothing happens by then, it means the enemy truly knows youâre bait. At that point, you can send a message to your father and ask if we can come back, if the mission is over.â
Two days pass quickly, and Cao Mingzhiâs father, Cao Yu, agrees to have him return.
That afternoon, Cao Mingzhi enters the city proper through the inspection-free passage inside the walled city, finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
âHenwell, that was terrifying. I havenât eaten or slept well for days!â
As Cao Mingzhi speaks, he doesnât notice Henwell signaling silently to the mute guards.
After passing through the walled city, they finally step into the bustling capital.
Looking at the vibrant city, Cao Mingzhi regains his energy. âHenwell, tomorrow Iâll take you to visit all the markets and neighborhoods!â
No sooner are the words out than Henwell raises his hand and snatches a crossbow bolt flying straight at Cao Mingzhiâs face.
He hurls the bolt back along its original path, piercing through doors and windows to kill the attacker.
âEnemy attack! Anyone who comes near, no matter who, kill on sigh