"The others must also pay attention to the order. It’s a good opportunity to reshuffle the Qinglong Gang."
"Yes! At your command."
Fang Che had reached a point where he almost couldn’t stop killing.
Now, the two great Gods of Killing in Donghu State moved together.
Emperor Ye was pushing through the underground day and night.
It was indeed a relentless push.
His power was recovering day by day, killing beca increasingly faster.
Once he set his sights in one direction, he would keep killing as long as there was a path forward.
During this ti, several small gangs subdued followed him, dealing with the bodies, sending them away.
Within a few days, not counting how many were killed, just the mbers from the small gangs handling the bodies were so frightened that five of them had died!
Although each of them was a desperado, they had never seen soone kill like this.
As they slaughtered their way through, all the paths practically turned into mud like after a heavy rain.
Yet there hadn’t been any rain these days, so... it was all soaked in fresh blood.
Everywhere was covered in blood-red mud.
And behind him, over a thousand people followed cleaning up, bagging this bloody mud and throwing it away...
And the na of Donghu Night Emperor gradually beca known.
So gangs, when facing the Night Emperor’s onslaught, directly knelt down to surrender.
But with the Night Emperor’s superior spiritual sense, he could instantly tell who truly surrendered and who didn’t.
Therefore, it often happened that even if a whole line knelt in surrender, the Night Emperor would still charge forward with his sword.
In an instant, heads rolled, and blood flowed like rivers.
As Emperor Ye put it: Anyone entering the underworld is as good as dead!
And if these dead n don’t listen, then they deserve to die again!
Capital punishnt!
A group in the middle was desperately rushing to build the Night Emperor’s palace.
They were working for their lives—if those workers from Fang Che’s Fang Royal Mansion had this kind of zeal, it would have been finished long ago.
As for the wages?
The Night Emperor would glare and that was their pay!
Be grateful he didn’t take your life, and you still want wages? Anyone offering less money would be guilty of a capital cri!
The current Emperor Ye was not the Emperor Ye of two thousand years ago, with mild approaches and outreach... If those had worked, he wouldn’t have suffered for two thousand years!
Since they didn’t work, there was only one path left!
Kill!
Are there any experts in the underworld over the years? That’s a given, of course, there are! Anyone who can secure a piece of territory in the underworld is an expert, without a doubt!
But the greater the expert, the faster they die.
"Let make it clear, I only want obedient Dogs! I don’t need anyone with thoughts!"
This was the slogan of the Night Emperor.
For these desperados of the underworld, he had not a shred of compassion.
It was the underworld, and he swept through it day after day.
He just had to keep killing, with soone cleaning up after, and as for the corpses and filth, just throw them to the surface.
Zhao Shanhe had to handle it anyway.
If you don’t handle it... neither will I.
One of us will eventually lose patience.
We’ll see who loses it first.
If a plague breaks out in Donghu State, I can just slip away to Baiyun State and be their Night Emperor.
What can Zhao Shanhe do?
He can only follow the Night Emperor, cleaning up on the surface.
Utterly humiliated.
Because Emperor Ye could act without any scruples, regardless of the consequences. But Zhao Shanhe couldn’t...
The report Zhao Shanhe submitted was returned.
Also, personally replied by Dongfang Sansan: "The presence of the Night Emperor is not detrintal to the Donghu underworld. Since we previously coexisted without interfering, we can continue!"
"No need to pay attention! No worries needed!"
Zhao Shanhe looked at the reply and sighed deeply.
You’re not worried.
But the mine is ticking right under my ass, and I’m constantly anxious.
In Donghu State, the Night Emperor ruled underground, while above, the Killing God was Fang Che!
A grand Killing God sweeping through with seven others.
The problem was, this master wasn’t just targeting the Qinglong Gang; he resolved others along the way too!
Pulling weeds while snatching the potatoes, catching grasshoppers along the way.
Nothing was left undone.
There were other small gangs, local bullies infamous among the people, corrupt elents among the Guardians, and officials in the governnt...
Any cri, Inspector Fang was investigating!
When spotting illegal inco, Inspector Fang waved his hand: take twenty percent, and the rest goes public!
Encountering Heavenly Treasures, High Grade Spirit Crystals or above, they directly went into the Life and Death Patrol Group’s Inner Treasury.
Collect and collect until there was plenty, Mo Gan Yun would drive the cart back.
Ye ng’s warehouse visibly filled up.
He then started directing the little guys to categorize, teaching skills along the way.
Throughout Donghu State, all gangs collectively laid low!
Law and order reached unprecedented levels.
Put impolitely: now a beauty could walk down the street without anyone daring to flirt.
If things continued this way, Donghu State could soon achieve a land where doors stayed open day and night.
Fang Che’s title of Killing God was firmly established in the hearts of all gangs in Donghu State.
The na Fang Tu was even higher than the Donghu Night Emperor.
After all, the Night Emperor killed only underground; you were safe as long as you didn’t enter the underworld. But Fang Tu had an official license to kill!
An official killing license in the hands of soone like Fang Che... was simply a perfect match.
As for Ma Yidao, the captain at the brothel, he was trembling with fear.
These days, he treated the brothel girls like his daughters, showing concern at every turn... practically flattering them.
Out there, the blood flowed like rivers, and Captain Ma felt as if the head on his neck had grown wings, ready to fly off at any mont.
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