Chapter 593: The Deputy Internal Affairs Officer Arrives [Extra Chapter for Baiyin Alliance's Eldest
Chapter 593: The Deputy Internal Affairs Officer Arrives [Extra Chapter for Baiyin Alliance's Eldest Brother, Chapters 21-22]
Fang Che rushed forward, his mind immersed in his spiritual sea.
In his sea of consciousness, he received a message from Yinshen Palace, sent by Mu Lin Yuan, containing a thousand top-grade spirit crystals, two bottles of pills, and a complete inheritance manual for the Blood Smoke Hand.
There was also a token to access the secret valley.
Inside the valley, there were Blood Dragon Ginseng, specially cultivated by the Only Righteous Sect to specifically assist the Night Demon's Hate Sky Blade.
All of these were valuable items! Fang Che contemplated how he could have a good enough reason to retrieve these resources.
It didn't matter on the Guardian's side; he could just say a word and go, but the key was the Only Righteous Sect's side: how could they possibly believe that he would go so easily?
Wouldn't the Guardians even bother to investigate?
This point, whether it was important or not, was still a detail.
And often, the reason for the failure of major events was due to a single detail.
So, he had to be cautious.
Anyway, going directly from White Elephant Isle to the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits was not an option; he had to return to Donghu Isle first.
The Heavenly Escort Bureau was also about to open soon.
Night Demon had not been active for a long time.
Currently, walking on three legs had become walking on one leg, which was not acceptable. Both sides had to keep up to make it work.
But now, at Donghu Isle...
Huh? Fang Che just realized that a few people were missing: "Where are Elder Xue and the others?"
"Elder Xue and his team are like a dragon that appears and disappears, who knows where they are?"
Elder Shen rolled his eyes: "You're average in strength, but you worry a lot."
Fang Che coughed: "My strength is not far from yours now..."
Elder Shen scolded: "Are they the same? How old am I? I'm already at the age of doing nothing but waiting to die, how can I be the same as you? I can retire now, can you?"
"I can't."
Fang Che bowed his head in dejection.
I was wrong...
You're about to retire, you're amazing, I can't afford to offend you, is that okay?
He sighed again in his heart, acknowledging that his current status was indeed too low. Even if he wanted to contact Xue Fu Xiao alone, Xue Fu Xiao would have to take the initiative.
If all else failed, he would have to go through his father to inform the military advisor.
But at his father's side, it was not appropriate to make any moves now.
However, with such a transit connection, if there were too many communications, problems would arise—because Fang Yun Zheng wouldn't be able to hold back!
A man who stays at home every day with nothing to do, handling some heart-pounding top-secret events every day—wasn't this torture?
For now, Fang Che abandoned the idea of going through his father.
Fang Che sighed and took out the communication jade to start replying.
First, of course, was Fang Yun Zheng.
"I'm fine, just a minor injury, and I've fully recovered. Moreover, my cultivation has advanced, and I'm now at the third-rank Monarch level."
"Nonsense! If Heavenly King Xiao personally took action, how could there be no consequences? What exactly happened?"
"I truly have recovered. You don't need to worry, Elder. If there's anything, I'll let you know. Just rest at home, don't jump to conclusions, your son is doing fine."
"In the future, if there's anything, let me know promptly."
"I understand... Does my mother know about this matter?"
"How dare I let her know?"
"Well, you still have to live your life. If she finds out, you won't be able to."
Fang Che secretly warned his father.
"Brat! Get out!"
Fang Yun Zheng was furious.
Damn, do you think I'm henpecked?
Fang Che obediently left, cutting off communication with his father and starting to respond to the Only Righteous Sect's message.
He held the communication jade in his hand, quietly sending various messages.
Messages to Yinshen Palace, Mu Lin Yuan, Ling Kong, Xi Yun, Lei Jiu Tian...
Of course, the most important was Yan Bei Han.
Yan Bei Han's messages to Fang Che during this period could be described as varied.
What she did today, what she planned to do tomorrow, team structure, current integration status, various plans, next steps, logistics management, concerns, and so on...
Every other day, Fang Che had to provide strategic advice.
Yan Bei Han wasn't just discussing work matters; sometimes, she would bring up personal issues to lighten the mood.
In Fang Che's opinion, Yan Bei Han seemed to be expressing a stance of 'I don't treat you, Night Demon, as a mere subordinate,' a way to win people's hearts.
So, he cooperated accordingly.
After chatting, Fang Che would always add: "How Yan Bei Han treats her subordinates... I'm so grateful, and my heart is filled with warmth..."
Recently, Yan Bei Han's greeting was: "Night Demon, how are you doing now?"
"The situation is pretty good. My cultivation has even broken through to the first rank, and I'm currently at the third-rank Monarch level."
Fang Che replied.
Just as he was about to respond to someone else, Yan Bei Han unexpectedly replied instantly.
"Just at the third-rank Monarch level, look at you showing off. Hurry up and cultivate; I'm about to break through to the Saint level."
Fang Che immediately felt something was amiss.
A sour feeling rose within him, and he suddenly didn't feel like talking.
About to reach the Saint level... those words were true.
"Congratulations, Yan Bei Han. You truly have extraordinary talent and superior aptitude; I, as your subordinate, cannot compare."
"I just have more resources than you, a better family background, and slightly stronger sparring partners."
Yan Bei Han said, "Don't be stingy with your resources either. Use them up quickly. I'll be dealing with the Cold Sword Sect next, and I'll see if I can get you some more resources along the way to boost your cultivation further."
Fang Che replied, "Thank you, Yan Bei Han."
He couldn't help but feel a little speechless.
Although he wasn't sure of the exact location of the Cold Sword Sect, he was certain it wasn't in the southeast region. It was at least several thousand miles away.
Yan Bei Han's idea of 'dropping by' was quite convenient for him.
"I need to go and inspect the One Heart Sect, Yan Bei Han."
"Alright, go ahead and take care of it."
Yan Bei Han ended the communication, furrowing her brows, her pretty face filled with displeasure.
This feeling of scratching an itch through a shoe was very annoying to her.
She really wanted to ask with concern: How's your injury?
But she couldn't ask.
Because if she did, Fang Che would immediately know that he had been exposed here. This was something she couldn't do.
But she really wanted to ask.
That Heavenly King Xiao was truly despicable!
How dare he attempt to assassinate Night Demon!
Yan Bei Han pondered deeply, thinking of a way to vent this frustration. She couldn't let this go unaddressed.
...
At the Southeast Headquarters.
Feng Yun had snuck away from his busy schedule and returned. He couldn't keep accompanying Bai Mingxin in the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits forever.
Bai Mingxin was enjoying her time in the forest as if on a vacation, seeming like she wouldn't mind staying for ten or even twenty years.
But he couldn't do the same.
There were still many matters to attend to at the Southeast Headquarters.
As he approached the Southeast Headquarters, he faintly caught a whiff of a scent.
"Why does it smell so good?"
Feng Yun asked Feng Yi, "Isn't it late autumn now? This scent seems to be coming from the Southeast Headquarters."
Feng Yi sniffed and nodded, "It does."
"What's going on?"
Feng Yun was a bit puzzled, unable to understand.
As he got closer to the Southeast Headquarters, the fragrance became increasingly rich.
"These guys have gone crazy..."
Feng Yun muttered to himself.
He was certain.
The scent was indeed coming from the Southeast Headquarters, growing stronger as he got closer.
But as soon as he entered the Southeast Headquarters, surrounded by the scent, Feng Yun instantly covered his nose.
"What's going on! Why does it stink so much?!"
The intense fragrance enveloped him with an extreme flavor, almost making Feng Yun vomit.
His internal organs churned.
Instantly enraged, he exclaimed, "You bunch of idiots! Have you stopped cleaning the toilets while I was away? Did you just let it fester after the rain earlier?"
Everyone's faces turned pale, and one of them said, "Young Master Yun... this really isn't our fault..."
Only then did Feng Yun notice that everyone at the Southeast Headquarters had a piece of cloth covering their faces.
And as he got closer, he could smell that everyone was drenched in perfume, as if they had all bathed in various scented waters.
But their faces were all pale, as if they were in pain.
They looked like overworked office workers, powerless to resist yet helpless, enduring the pressure of a mountain...
"What's wrong?"
Feng Yun asked, covering his nose.
"It's Elder Sun..."
"What's wrong with Elder Sun?"
"Elder Sun has been emitting this scent ever since he returned... and it's getting stronger and stronger..."
Feng Yun sensed it.
And he couldn't bear it any longer.
He turned around.
"I remember now. The situation with the Bai Mingxin is urgent. You all continue to guard the headquarters, and send me a message if anything happens."
Taking Feng Yi and Feng Er with him.
Without even entering the door.
He swiftly left, as if fleeing for his life.
Everyone was left dumbfounded.
"Young Master Yun! Young Master Yun..."
But Young Master Yun was already far away.
Everyone was stunned, and we were all hoping you'd come back to advise and talk to Elder Sun, to see if you could stop this terrible behavior of his...
But you turned around and left? The problem is, you can leave, but what about us? Where can we go?
Feng Yun finally left the headquarters, feeling the sky turn blue and the air clear. He took a few deep breaths before asking, "What's Elder Sun doing?"
Feng Yi and Feng Er replied, "We don't know."
"Let's go back after a while..." Feng Yun sighed. "You two stay in touch with them, and go back when the stench is gone."
Feng Yi and Feng Er nodded repeatedly.
"Has the Elder Sun, after being underground for so many years, had his intestines rot? Is that why he's emitting this stench now?"
Feng Yun had a sudden thought.
Feng Yi and Feng Er said, "..."
You dare to say this, but we don't dare.
"Where are we going?"
Feng Yi asked.
"Since we're free, I'll take you two to visit Donghu Isle."
Feng Yun's smile held a deeper meaning, "And while we're at it, let's see how prosperous Donghu Isle has become."
"It's said that Xue Fu Xiao is currently in the southeast."
"Then there's no issue."
Feng Yun said, "What trouble could Xue Fu Xiao get into in the southeast? If Bu Qiu were here, I'd be more hesitant to go..."
Feng Yi and Feng Er seemed to understand but not quite.
Why are you afraid of Bu Qiu, but not Xue Fu Xiao, who is stronger?
But neither of them asked.
They followed Feng Yun's lead, heading towards Donghu Isle with a carefree attitude.
Fang Che had just entered Donghu State when he received two pieces of good news.
First, the construction of Fang Manor was complete.
This news didn't need to come from the construction team; the entire Donghu Continent was already aware of it.
After all, this was Captain Fang's residence! Although not many people knew about the construction at the beginning, once it was halfway done, the fame of Fang Manor spread throughout Donghu.
The continent's notorious killer, Captain Fang, had already gained widespread fame after killing millions in Bai Xiangzhou. Now, with the completion of Fang Manor, his name was known throughout the southeast!
Many in Donghu didn't know who the headquarters' chief was, but everyone knew about Fang Manor. As soon as it was completed, the news spread like wildfire across the city.
The people had high expectations for Fang Manor—if Captain Fang was building such a grand residence here, it meant he would be staying in Donghu for good!
With Captain Fang's permanent residence in Donghu, the continent's stability was assured.
Even without mentioning the benefits, the mere presence of Fang Manor in Donghu would make outsiders think twice before attempting anything.
Would their necks be stronger than those of the billions Captain Fang had killed? The advantages were clear.
So, the people spread the news, and soon everyone knew.
The other piece of news Fang Che received was about Tianxia Escort Bureau, which had also completed construction and was about to open for business.
The merchants of Donghu welcomed the new escort bureau.
Although Donghu already had the renowned Da Dao Escort Bureau, the market was too vast, and some merchants couldn't even get in line at Da Dao.
Those without time constraints were better off, but for those with time-sensitive goods or perishable items, it was a matter of life and death!)
A delay of one day meant significant losses, and three days could ruin everything.
Tianxia Escort Bureau, like Da Dao, was one of the top-tier escort bureaus known for their safety.
They rarely encountered any issues.
The escort leaders and escorts were all experts, and their discipline, appearance, and spirit were even better than Da Dao.
They looked reliable at first glance.
During the pre-opening period, the bureau openly trained their escorts and leaders, even in etiquette, communication, and customer service.
They even held sparring matches for the merchants, allowing them to witness the competition among the escorts for the coveted leader positions.
Only the most skilled could lead the escorts on missions.
This impressed the merchants, who couldn't praise the bureau enough. Da Dao Escort Bureau had wanted to establish Tianxia for this very reason.
"You're an escort bureau, not a theater troupe. Why are you performing every day? Can't you just focus on escorting?"
"Why are you singing every day? How are we supposed to manage our business?"
But Zhao Wushang was helpless.
He didn't want to perform or sing either, but the problem was... the chief escort leader was missing!
And they couldn't contact him.
Logically, Tianxia Escort Bureau should have opened ten days ago, but they had no choice but to stall with these performances.
Although the response from the merchants was excellent, and they eagerly waved their silver notes, urging an early opening, Zhao Wushang couldn't make the decision alone.
So, he could only say, "Our escort bureau aims to showcase our strength and earn your trust. In the escort business, honesty, simplicity, and integrity are the most important..."
The merchants praised the bureau.
What an excellent escort bureau! From the deputy leader to the escorts and porters, everyone exuded simplicity and honesty.
Even the ones with stern faces, who looked intimidating, became nervous when speaking to others... They were genuinely honest!
Little did they know that these stern-faced individuals were worried about scaring others. Once they did, they would receive a beating and various bizarre punishments.
They even refused to alter their appearances, leaving them as negative examples.
Who would be the negative example if they changed their looks?
So, these individuals were genuinely nervous when speaking to others, not out of fear but because of their concern for others.
Just then, Fang Che returned to Donghu.
The old man and the others went to report back.
Fang Che and Ye Meng headed straight to the Patrol Hall, their team's courtyard.
As they approached, they heard crisp training sounds from within.
"Ha! Ha! Ha!"
It was the young ones, practicing with all their might.
Fang Che was surprised, "This is unexpected... I can sense the essence of martial artists in their shouts. The kids have progressed quickly, but they've only just made up for their lack of foundation. They shouldn't be advancing this fast..."
Ye Meng was also puzzled, "Indeed, we've been away, and they should've progressed slower without us. We only left them with two thousand taels of silver..."
As they entered the courtyard, they saw the nine young ones in horse stances, punching with all their might.
Each punch was accompanied by a loud roar, amplifying their power.
Their faces were flushed, sweat pooling at their feet, and their bodies radiated heat.
Beside them, a graceful figure held a willow switch, supervising and correcting their mistakes.
This person, in pristine white, embodied tranquility, like a hidden orchid in a deep valley.
With delicate features and a tall, slender figure, her long hair billowed gracefully, and her face was exquisite.
Just standing there, she evoked a sense of timeless tranquility from within.
She was an acquaintance!
Zhao Ying'Er!
Ye Meng bit her lip, sighing inwardly.
Her premonition had proven true again.
Indeed, this woman made her feel both threatened and warmly familiar...
At this moment, Zhao Ying'Er also noticed the two of them and greeted them with surprise, "Mr. Fang, you're back."
She then bowed to Ye Meng, "Sister-in-law, it's been a long time."
Ye Meng affectionately held Zhao Ying'Er's hand, her eyes curving into a warm smile, filled with the joy of a long-awaited reunion, "Ying'Er, how did you come here? It's such a surprise. It's been a long time... I've missed you."
"I've missed you too, sister-in-law."
"I even dreamed about you the day before yesterday. It seems like we sisters really do have a telepathic connection, and here you are..."
Ye Meng expressed her joy with a sigh, "About that matter, I never got the chance to thank you. If not for you... Fang Che would have... Thank you so much, Ying'Er. I..."
At this point, Ye Meng's eyes turned red, tears welling up, "I get scared just thinking about that day, so I'm even more grateful to you... Ying'Er, it's a relief that you're safe. It's truly wonderful, sob..."
Zhao Ying'Er's eyes also turned red, "Ye Meng, sister-in-law, you've been so kind to me."
The two women, reunited after a long time, held hands, their affection as if they were one. Sometimes crying, sometimes laughing, sometimes whispering in each other's ears, and then they held hands and burst into delightful giggles.
Fang Che stood by, dumbfounded.
Ye Meng was indeed grateful to Zhao Ying'Er, but it was also true that she was wary of her. Fang Che had heard Ye Meng express her apprehension about Zhao Ying'Er countless times.
Because of this matter, his waist had been twisted hundreds of times.
Playboy, honey trap, Casanova... these words had been hurled at him countless times.
But now... where was the slightest hint of apprehension?
In their warmth, I felt that I wasn't as close to them as they were to each other.
The two women chatted, and it was unclear what they were talking about. Zhao Ying'Er glanced at Fang Che with a smile, and Ye Meng playfully hit her, saying something that made Zhao Ying'Er chase after Ye Meng and hit her twice, after which the two women hugged and laughed...
"Tsk... women are indeed the most incomprehensible creatures in this world."
Fang Che was inwardly impressed.
Ye Meng was extremely grateful to Zhao Ying'Er, and her evaluation of her was extremely high. Her wariness was like a feeling of facing an irresistible formidable foe.
Not a single bad word was spoken about her.
However, Fang Che could tell that Lan Xin Xue, who had also expressed her affection for him, held no weight in Ye Meng's heart, not even a hundredth of what Zhao Ying'Er did!
Ye Meng, who was no less in appearance and temperament, completely disregarded Lan Xin Xue; but she treated Zhao Ying'Er differently.
After understanding Lan Xin Xue's true intentions, Fang Che couldn't help but admire a woman's intuition.
So badass!
Now, the two women were chatting and ignoring him.
Fang Che touched his nose and had no choice but to go talk to Ren Chun and the others.
Ren Chun and the others stood in horse-riding stances, their faces filled with delight at seeing Fang Che, but they didn't dare move or speak. Each of them eagerly watched Zhao Ying'Er with their eyes.
This was the rule Fang Che had set: once training began, focus solely on it, no interruptions, regardless of who came, including himself. If the instructor didn't speak, they weren't allowed to interrupt their cultivation!
Zhao Ying'Er laughed from a distance and shouted, "Dismissed!"
Instantly...
A loud cheer erupted.
"Big brother... you're back..."
"We missed you."
"Big brother still smells nice." Ren Dong was in a trance, sniffing lightly.
"Yes, yes."
"Big brother, I've entered the realm, I'm a martial artist now."
"Me too, me too."
"We all have." Ren Chun summarized.
Their little faces were radiant, like blooming flowers.
"How did you enter the realm?"
"After Sister Zhao came, she gave us massages and fed us lots of good things, and then taught us one by one."
"When did Sister Zhao come?"
"She's been here for over ten days."
"Oh, oh..."
Fang Che understood that after he and the others had left, Zhao Ying'Er had arrived.
But no one had informed him about this... tsk.
Fang Che glanced at Ye Meng and Zhao Ying'Er, who were chatting warmly, and cursed Zhao Shan He and the others in his heart.
There was no need to say anything.
Why didn't they tell him? Because Ye Meng had been by his side all along.
And Zhao Shan He and these old bastards definitely knew about the events of that year and were also aware of Zhao Ying'Er's inexplicable feelings for him.
So, they naturally didn't say anything.
As for saying it was for his own good... Fang Che absolutely didn't believe these old things! He was certain that each of these old bastards was waiting to watch him squirm—that was the real reason!
"They're just afraid I'm too comfortable with my superior! Encountering them and working under them is like being cursed for eight lifetimes..."
Fang Che sighed.
(End of Chapter)
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