The man in white frowned and said, "I killed the person. You want the rit?"
Fang Che said, "Then you join the Guardian Hall, all the rit will be yours, I don’t want any of it."
The man in white fell silent.
But sohow felt uncomfortable, isn’t this cheating for rit?
"You claim to have the world as your responsibility, yet you do such a thing to take false credit?" the man in white couldn’t help but ask.
"How strange!"
Fang Che said, "What does this have to do with my credit and promotion? You an... let these six corpses die here without knowing who killed them, creating a headless unsolved case?"
"Of course!"
"Of course my ass!"
Fang Che snorted and scolded, "Did cultivation make you stupid? You don’t want the rit in your hands?"
He put the heads aside and started searching the bodies.
He found that these guys carried quite a lot of good stuff, so he happily took out a big bag and started collecting the loot.
The man in white frowned even more: "You want even this?"
Fang Che said matter-of-factly, "Their deeds are guilty, but their money and treasures are not. Since they’re not guilty, I’ll naturally ’release’ them."
"Release?"
The man in white’s temple veins began to throb: "You call this stuffing your pockets ’release’?"
Fang Che said, "Then what? Let these be buried with them as treasures of the grave?"
The man in white said matter-of-factly, "Of course that’s the right thing to do!"
"Hahahaha..."
Fang Che couldn’t stop laughing: "I say, which sect are you from? Your cultivation is good, but sadly you’ve cultivated your brain into a block of wood..."
The man in white frowned even more and said, "This is a matter of principle..."
"Damn your principles, they’re too high up there."
Fang Che tied up the bag.
He stood up, pointing at the bag: "Do you know a single silver note inside can let an ordinary family live for over ten years? Do you know that snowstorm a few days ago left millions holess, and millions more unable to eat? Do you know what’s in this bag, if exchanged for money and supplies, could save how many people?"
"You only care that the dead shouldn’t be desecrated? That their wealth should be buried with them?"
"Do you know many cultivation items in here can help low-level martial artists improve? Do you know how important these people will be to the world as they grow?"
"Do you know..."
Fang Che was about to continue, but the man in white was already flushed red.
He waved his hand, flustered: "Stop talking."
His face quickly returned to normal and he said, "Sa question again, how did you know I was following you?"
"Because you have to kill three demons for ."
Fang Che said calmly, "For soone as rigid as you, if you promised, you’d definitely kill in front of . Otherwise, you’d worry I wouldn’t acknowledge it."
"But the number of tis you co down the mountain isn’t many; this ti down there must be sothing urgent, so you’re eager to return."
"So, you must follow , strike in my presence, kill three demons, and then leave."
Fang Che said, "So I can deduce that you’re definitely by my side, just not within my perception, what’s so strange about that?"
"Farewell!"
The man in white imdiately vanished without another word.
He felt his intelligence had been trampled upon.
Fang Che naturally knew this guy hadn’t left, such people wouldn’t leave until they ensured their safety. Just unwilling to speak with him anymore.
"Boom!"
A rocket exploded in the sky.
Not long after.
An expert from the Guardian Hall appeared in a flash: "Steward Fang."
"Yes, over here, I’ve slain six Demon Sect demons, Marquis Level."
"Marquis? Six? Steward Fang? You... you killed them by yourself?"
"No, there was soone who didn’t want to reveal themselves, a friend not belonging to the Guardian faction, so all the rit goes to ."
Fang Che remained calm and collected.
"Congratulations, Steward Fang."
Fang Che nodded, calculating in his mind.
One Marquis, four hundred points, six of them, that’s two thousand four.
And currently, I have seventeen thousand four hundred and seven. Adding this two thousand four, it’s nineteen thousand seven hundred seven.
Just two hundred seventy away from first level Gold Star Steward!
Aweso!
This credit is quite satisfying.
"Identity verified correctly."
"Then I’ll be off." Fang Che disappeared in a flash.
This ti, he was much more cautious.
Because he knew, the man in white already left, and there’s no one to guard him anymore, appearing openly might an truly... dying without a grave.
"I once had a bodyguard..."
Fang Che stealthily moved, constantly changing his shape in hidden places, sighing in his heart: "Sadly, a one-ti use..."
...
He didn’t go ho, but directly transford into the appearance of the Starlight Leader and went to the Worldwide Escort Agency.
The Worldwide Escort Agency seed lively.
Fang Che flew directly inside, entering the hall.
He saw more than thirty people in the hall.
Zhao Wushang was accompanying chatting.
All thirty plus were young, all Marshal level, male and female, each fashionable and bright.
Zheng Yunqi was beside, writing diligently, recording everyone’s information, preparing to create identities, reporting to the escort leader.
"Hehehehe..."
The Starlight Leader swaggered in with hands on back, wearing a hideous face making won keep their distance, tilted his head, eyes scanning like a wolf, laughed strangely, "Gone for over a day and you’ve done well. How co, these few, weren’t sold off?"
"Greetings, Leader!"
Zhao Wushang and Zheng Yunqi, along with the forr little demons, bowed uniformly.
The Starlight Leader grandly accepted the salute, saying, "These thirty... how many? Don’t move recklessly! Can’t you see I’m counting?!"
Everyone jumped in fright.
Why such a sudden violent shout?
"One, two, three, four..."
The Starlight Leader pointed face by face with his fingers as if counting pigs, saying, "Oh, thirty-six newcors... these few ladies, do any have husbands yet?"
Zhou i’er and Wu Lianlian both covered their faces with one hand.
Here it cos, the obsession with wives starts again.
Apparently, the ladies had heard of the Starlight Leader’s quirks before; after all, they were all young ladies from noble families, how could they fancy this crass subordinate sect brute?
They politely declined in unison.
Seeing this, the Starlight Leader’s face darkened, finally erupting in anger, "Damn, can’t even find a bride... hey! Just too out of order, seeing the Leader co, don’t even greet properly?"
"You call yourself noble family disciples?! Just a bunch of fools! Get out, get out!"
The Leader was furious.
Zhao Wushang hastily ca up to diate.
After a long while, the Starlight Leader grudgingly agreed.
Sitting aloft on the throne, looking down, speaking harshly, "You got it all sorted?"
"Understood."
"Originally, I didn’t plan to take you in, but these guys have made a ss they can’t clean up..."
The Starlight Leader rambled, and as he spoke, his rage surged.
Then his eyes filled with malice scanned around, trying to find soone to vent on.
But today, these folks were rather docile, perhaps because the Starlight Leader hadn’t been around, they’d been sufficiently indoctrinated.
No one dared to stand out even if the Leader’s words were nasty; everyone stayed silent.
Later, the Leader pointed at a guy’s nose, cursing his ugliness hard Baiyun State’s cityscape, asking if the placenta nurtured him, yet the guy just smiled, "Whatever the Leader says."
The Starlight Leader was so angry but couldn’t unleash it.
Pondered for a long ti, not knowing how to erupt.
Everyone held back laughter. Anyway, you are the boss, whatever you say, we’ll do.
The Starlight Leader huffed with anger, yet no little demon stepped up for the Leader to vent.
Finally, unable to hold back, pointing at a white-clothed guy, "What’s your na?"
"Underling Tian Wanqing."
The white-clothed youth fawningly smiled, "What’s your order, Leader?"
The Starlight Leader smacked him to the ground and kicked hard, scolding, "Why aren’t you wearing a hat!?"
Tian Wanqing, beaten and tumbling on the ground, looked bewildered.
Why aren’t I wearing a hat?
It’s so warm in the hall, why wear a hat? Besides, I’m not the only one not wearing a hat.
But he quickly reacted, hurriedly begged for rcy, "Leader, I was wrong!"
Hastily pulled out a hat and wore it, smiling fawningly.
"Who told you to wear a hat?!"
The Starlight Leader kicked him out five zhang.
Instantly everyone fell silent, like cicadas in winter.
Evidently, the Leader didn’t welco them, finding ways to cause trouble.
So they beca even more obedient.
After throwing a fit, the Starlight Leader, eyes slanted, said fiercely, "Who gave them the rules lecture pretty well... Zheng Yunqi!"
"At your command!"
Zheng Yunqi imdiately stepped forward.
"Give each of them a Law Code!"
The Starlight Leader said viciously, "Exam tomorrow night! Anyone under 80 points, get out!"
This ti, there wasn’t even a whip.
Just straight up get out.
And with 80 points as such a high standard. Plus, no specified content, looks like it’s the whole book.
All the young n and won actually arrived yesterday and had been cramming the law code; but the talk of an exam tomorrow below 80 points gets kicked out shocked everyone.
Regretfully thinking, why didn’t they read a bit more last night...
Why sleep?
Now they’re in trouble.
Everyone now knows, getting kicked out of this sub-branch is basically a death sentence.
Who wants to leave?
"Leader."
Zheng Yunqi, under the pleaful looks of everyone, reluctantly stepped forward, "Is it... one-third or... one-fifth content?"
Zheng Yunqi intentionally avoided saying the whole book, offering two choices.
Trying to mislead the Starlight Leader.
The little demons all heard it, but no one dared speak, nervously watching the Leader’s lips.
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