In a vast Xiang Province, Grandmaster Level experts are few and far between. Aside from Zhao Zhiyi, the other Martial Arts Grandmasters have no reason to take action at all.
Hee Guoxing looked at the other nine people: "Jiuli Grotto Heaven seems to be stirring. A decade since the last, a new beast tide is likely about to begin. Since Zhao Zhiyi has shown no kindness to us, we shall show none to him. Let him make arrangents to guard that perilous place himself."
"Ha ha, Old Hee is right. He wants us to sacrifice our lives while also threatening our lives. Does he really think we’re pushovers without tempers?"
The other nine people agreed with his words, and soon the pressure fell entirely on Zhao Zhiyi.
Star City Martial Arts Association, Chairman’s Office.
Bang~ Crack~
The luxurious desk was smashed and split open, the hard Red-Striped Ironwood under the Grandmaster Level’s Fist Force was no harder than tofu.
At this mont, the office was filled with flying wood chips, and docunts scattered on the floor.
Zhao Zhiyi’s thunderous rage made the footsteps of Martial Arts Association mbers passing in the corridor outside much lighter, fearing they might also suffer.
"What is the Junshan Association trying to do? How dare they threaten with the safety of seventeen million troops and civilians across West Xiang?"
Governor Wang Anyuan sighed and said: "President, what should we do now? Hee Guoxing and others are refusing to guard Jiuli Grotto Heaven, claiming concern for their own safety. They demand an explanation from the Martial Arts Association about the destruction of the Linjiang Song Clan and the Lotus City Lii Clan, otherwise..."
"Explain, explain. They want an explanation from , so who do I get an explanation from?"
Zhao Zhiyi was full of anger now; he had been beset with misfortune lately, and several incidents were directly or indirectly linked to Ye Qingzhou.
Finally, Zhao Zhiyi thought for a bit and instructed Wang Anyuan: "The trouble was caused by Ye Qingzhou, so let him solve it. Jiuli Grotto Heaven cannot go unguarded, doesn’t he wield the Divine Weapon and have Master Level combat strength? Then let him fill this hole for !"
Jiangshan Imperial View, Number 168.
Facing Wang Anyuan who ca personally to visit, Ye Qingzhou looked speechless after hearing his request: "You want to guard Jiuli Grotto Heaven?"
"It’s just for you to guard it for a month. Originally, the person scheduled for the rotation was Lii Yaoping, but he died at your hands. So it’s your responsibility."
Wang Anyuan wanted to press upon Ye Qingzhou with the spirit of righteousness, trying to make him comply obediently.
But Ye Qingzhou wasn’t buying it: "By Governor Wang’s logic, if I kill you, do I then have to bear the responsibilities of a Governor?"
As Ye Qingzhou’s gaze, sharp like a sword, fell on Wang Anyuan’s neck, he couldn’t help but feel a chill down his spine, cold sweat trickling down: "Ye... Ye Qingzhou, I warn you not to ss around!"
"Look, you’re getting anxious, and I never said I wanted to be a Governor?"
Ye Qingzhou sneered disdainfully; Wang Anyuan’s ridiculous logic simply didn’t work on him.
Wang Anyuan’s face flushed red with embarrassnt, but since Zhao Zhiyi instructed, he could only brace himself and continue to persuade Ye Qingzhou, hoping to make him accept the Martial Arts Association’s arrangent.
"Ye Qingzhou, you need to know that with great power cos great responsibility. Jiuli Grotto Heaven concerns the safety of West Xiang; are you really going to stand by and watch? If you hadn’t killed Lii Yaoping, things wouldn’t have developed to this point. If those seventeen million troops and civilians die because of you, can you live with that?"
"Yes."
"..."
Ye Qingzhou’s answer left Wang Anyuan speechless. Wang Anyuan had never before seen this kind of indifference when leveraging righteousness against others.
He never expected Ye Qingzhou wouldn’t buy into this moral coercion at all, behaving like a dead pig unafraid of scalding water: "If sothing happens, the first person responsible is Chairman Zhao. It’s your incompetence that would get so many people killed, what does it have to do with ? Ever heard of ’not being in office, not ddling in affairs’?"
For Wang Anyuan’s rhetoric, Ye Qingzhou showed no regard: "I find you all really amusing. This person can’t die, that person can’t die, so only I can die, right?"
The last ti it was Xing Jiansong, this ti it is Lii Yaoping, they committed nurous cris, yet nothing happened to them. At worst, it’s a slap on the wrist with three cups of wine.
Why?
Only because above their mounts, there was a Bodhisattva protecting them, so everyone wouldn’t offend the monk but respect the Buddha, harshly lifting the hat, gently putting it down, always leaving room for personal relations.
But Ye Qingzhou didn’t care about these. Even if a Bodhisattva descended personally, if they blocked his way, he would kill without hesitation.
Who cares if after the Bodhisattva dies, a flood tides over?
If the world is guarded by such a bunch of clowns, it might as well be destroyed and then rebuilt anew, breaking to stand again.
Wang Anyuan’s face turned black as Ye Qingzhou refuted him: "Ye Qingzhou, are you really going to ignore the safety of West Xiang? Do you know how many people might die if sothing happens?"
Ye Qingzhou’s eyes bore a frosty gleam: "Stop putting labels on . All I know is the greater your power, the greater your rights. If you want to guard Jiuli Grotto Heaven, it’s not impossible, but whatever you offered Lii Yaoping before, you must offer the sa now. Not a penny less."
After speaking, he directly served tea and sent the guest away.
Anyway, the conditions were set; Ye Qingzhou wouldn’t be used by others for free.
"What nonsense! How can soone have no sense of the bigger picture!"
Wang Anyuan had no choice but to call Zhao Zhiyi and repeated Ye Qingzhou’s demands to him verbatim.
Upon hearing, Zhao Zhiyi was unhappy, but as they were short on manpower, he gave Wang Anyuan an order: "Agree to him. Anyway, the Lotus City Lii Clan is finished, give him what was supposed to go to the Lii Family."
"Yes, President."
Wang Anyuan was truly pained; those benefits could have gone into the departnt’s small treasury, but now they would be wasted on Ye Qingzhou.
He inwardly cursed: ’What’s wrong with young people these days? They have no sense of sacrifice or dedication! All they think about is profit. Is the goal of life only for profit? Outrageous!’
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