Upon hearing that people were to be released, Fu Qingzhu was extrely unwilling, but he couldn’t resist Yang Xiao’s request. In the end, he agreed to release 10 of them, keeping the others for himself, as he needed to maintain his strength.
"Ten will be fine, hurry up and release them." Yang Xiao urged. He knew that releasing ten was only due to his influence; if it had been soone else making the request, not a single one would be released, and they’d likely even add one more.
Under Yang Xiao’s supervision, Fu Qingzhu manipulated the Bone Fan, accompanied by a strange spiritual power fluctuation, and the silhouettes inside the thatched house suddenly decreased in number.
The remaining people then realized a crucial point: Yang Xiao could persuade Fu Qingzhu, and as long as Yang Xiao was willing to speak on their behalf, they might survive.
Thus, in the next mont, the remaining people changed their plea target, starting to uniformly beg Yang Xiao to save them.
"Director Yang, save us!"
"My family has quite a lot of assets, Director Yang. Help , and once I’m out, I’ll give you all my family property, and a few young wives too!"
"Director Yang, I’m Sun Wencai. Half a year ago, we even had dinner together. For the sake of our past relationship, help out, ask President Fu to give us brothers a way out. I’ll be eternally grateful!"
"Have rcy, Director Yang. I have a three-year-old daughter at ho; she can’t be without her father!"
...
After Yang Xiao approached and looked inside, confirming none of his friends was there, he turned and left. Sun Wencai indeed invited him to dinner, but the bill was still covered by the Patrol Defense Office, so he felt no obligation.
As for the others, he didn’t know them at all. How could he, such a busy person, know these dubious people? After all, he was the director of the Patrol Defense Office, highly reputable with considerable status in Rongcheng.
With part of the spirit bodies released, Yang Xiao again used the Ghost Lantern to check Fu Qingzhu’s condition and was pleasantly surprised to find it much improved this ti. The load of over twenty people was too much for soone of his capability.
Yang Xiao’s ideal plan was to reduce it to less than five people, preferably three, but Fu Qingzhu stubbornly refused, and further persuasion seed to make him ready to cause a scene.
Yang Xiao reluctantly had to give up, but during Fu Qingzhu’s manipulation of the Bone Fan to extract the spiritual power from these fellows, Yang Xiao sensed a strong spiritual power fluctuation from Fu Qingzhu, nearly reaching the level of a Ghost-level Apostle.
And Fu Qingzhu’s command of this Bone Fan also far exceeded Yang Xiao’s expectations. Indeed, this item was very well-suited for him.
"Won’t releasing so people cause trouble for you?" Yang Xiao asked cautiously. "After all, they know so things you’ve done and have seen my face."
"Do you not trust your good brother? They have just escaped from the Bone Fan and not from the palm of my hand." Fu Qingzhu extended his left hand palm and sneered, making a fist motion.
With concerns eased, the two returned to the real world, and Yang Xiao explained his purpose to Fu Qingzhu.
Upon hearing that the Patrol Defense Office would support him in running for the next Three-party Action Bureau Specialist, Fu Qingzhu’s face couldn’t hide his joy. He had his eyes on the position for a while, yet hadn’t acted due to his brother Yang Xiao being above him. Now that Yang Xiao would be promoted to the Provincial Office, he wouldn’t hesitate to seize it.
Moreover, with support from the Patrol Defense Office and the backing of the United Federation, this position was virtually guaranteed for him.
Sitting upright, Fu Qingzhu cleared his throat and earnestly said, "Please convey my ssage to Director Nalan and ... Director Huang Guochao. If I, Fu Qingzhu, secure this position, I’ll address matters promptly. I am just a junior, after all, and need the presence and counsel of these two seniors when necessary."
"I will relay your words as they are," Yang Xiao knew his good brother was a grateful person, and these words were more than just talk.
After wrapping up official business, Fu Qingzhu inquired about Yang Xiao’s future plans. Learning that Yang Xiao would leave for a higher position at the Provincial Office, Fu Qingzhu was indeed happy for him, but also felt a hint of reluctance.
"Without you, I won’t have anyone to drink with," Fu Qingzhu sighed, leaning back on the chair.
"You still have Director Qu, go find him." Yang Xiao thought of Qu Muzhi.
"Him? He’s a little miser, only knowing to eat without paying." Fu Qingzhu rolled his eyes big-ti, obviously having been mooched off by Qu Muzhi quite a bit lately, although they weren’t short on money.
Others might not know, but Qu Muzhi’s stinginess was notorious. Last ti, he used the excuse of accompanying Yang Xiao for a ga of chess, and upon leaving, took away Yang Xiao’s tea table along with several buckets of good tea leaves.
For soone of Qu Muzhi’s rank, he shouldn’t be short on money; it’s just pure stinginess.
But one good thing about Qu Muzhi was that he treated everyone the sa, no matter who they were, including his superior Huang Guozhao.
Chi Dan despised Qu Muzhi’s behavior, considering it disgraceful to the Three-party Action Bureau, and once publicly joked about lending him a few thousand to buy better clothes, no repaynt needed. Unexpectedly, Qu Muzhi directly nodded in agreent and trapped Chi Dan outside after the eting, demanding money to buy clothes.
There was no escaping debt, Qu Muzhi had recordings, and he posted them in the group.
Thinking about it, Yang Xiao realized that Fu Qingzhu would indeed be lonelier after he left; those reliable in work were all peculiar in their personal lives.
Sighing inwardly, Yang Xiao thought to himself he was at least one still normal person among them.
Before leaving, Yang Xiao didn’t forget to share so tactical experience about commanding Spiritual Magical Artifacts, all sumd up by himself, with substantial combat relevance.
Especially the critical point, he warned Fu Qingzhu never to recklessly draw opponents stronger than him into the Bone Fan world, not only would it severely consu spiritual power, but the confined space within the fan was also unsuitable for combat.
Fu Qingzhu still possessed at least two Magical Artifacts, one of which was derived from the Fu Lin Middle School mission, the Hanging Rope used to hang Teacher Wang.
The power of a Magical Artifact depends critically on who uses it. Now, with Fu Qingzhu far exceeding his forr strength, the terror level of this Hanging Rope naturally increased substantially.
After saying goodbye, Yang Xiao turned to leave, but barely after taking a dozen steps, he stopped, vaguely sensing a presence locking onto him.
"You want to fight ?" Yang Xiao turned around, sowhat surprised, looking at his good brother before him.
Fu Qingzhu smiled sowhat sheepishly, "Good brother, don’t misunderstand. These years it’s been you caring for ; I’ve always pursued your footsteps. Now... I want to see where my limits are too."
"Getting cocky, brother." This move was just what Yang Xiao hoped for; he intended to teach his good brother a lesson.
Recently, Fu Qingzhu’s conduct has grown more erratic, drawing considerable discontent, including from Yang Xiao’s boss Nalan Shuo.
"Since you and I are brothers, I won’t make the first move. But let give you a reminder, don’t use that shabby fan against , it won’t be useful," Yang Xiao stood with hands behind his back, exuding high-level expert vibes.
In front of him, not just Fu Qingzhu, but even if everyone from the United Federation joined, he wouldn’t care.
At his level, dealing with low-level apostles was essentially easy pickings.
"Then I won’t hold back." Fu Qingzhu flipped his wrist, and the Hanging Rope appeared in his hand, its loop dangling and slightly wobbling.
"Good brother, attack freely. If I don’t beat you within three moves, then going forward, when you capture people and imprison them, I won’t intervene. If your spiritual power is insufficient, I’ll dive in and help you extract it." Yang Xiao displayed a confident smile.
"Is this a promise?" Fu Qingzhu raised an eyebrow.
"It’s a promise!"
To gain the first opportunity, Fu Qingzhu decisively struck, the Hanging Rope in his hand flickered, disappearing in the next instant.
anwhile, a rope descended from above, the loop like a hoop accurately caught around Yang Xiao’s neck, lifting him up.
"It’s done!" Fu Qingzhu’s face lit up; though an ambush didn’t seem very honorable, he ultimately managed to restrain his good brother.
Just as he was about to step forward to check, he heard a sigh from behind, followed by an icy blade placed against his neck.
"Good brother, you’re too slow." Yang Xiao held the Ring-Headed Saber, pressing the back of the blade against Fu Qingzhu’s neck, the blade’s edge facing him.
"Wha-when did you..." Fu Qingzhu was stunned, as strong as he knew Yang Xiao was, he didn’t anticipate he had reached such a level.
The next mont, an even more shocking scene unfolded; not far in front, the "Yang Xiao" hung by the Hanging Rope was seemingly unperturbed, hands in pockets, swaying left and right like on a swing, looking down on him.
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