Monarch Night

Everyone was convinced.

Not to mention anything else, as a junior steward, who dares to disregard even the Chief of the Southeast Headquarters?

No wonder Mr. Fang is so tough.

Look at those people he fought against; each one was beaten severely, breaking several bones. This Mr. Fang didn't even give them time to recuperate before sending them back to work... truly ruthless...

But on second thought, it makes sense: given his formidable abilities and background, what wouldn't he dare to do?

Forget about us being here, judging by Mr. Fang's background, even if the Sect Leader came, he might dare to confront him head-on!

He's not someone to be trifled with.

From that day on, Mr. Fang's fame spread far and wide!

All his subordinates were utterly obedient!

Even lame Hong Er, a rare scoundrel in the world, was becoming a righteous gentleman, let alone others?

...

Fang Che led a team, beginning a sweep of the entire Baiyun State.

Last night, listening through the night, some people from the Weiwo Sect Headquarters Family had already disclosed a lot of locations while seeking help.

And as Zhao Wushang and others were discussing how to betray, Fang Che heard everything clearly.

Now, armed with this information, he pursued relentlessly.

One by one, he took them down.

The advantage now was that finding one often meant finding a whole group.

And one group had at least three or four people.

After circulating through half the city, it became a bloodbath.

All the deacons following were astonished by Mr. Fang's methods.

Because, it was too precise.

Out of every three families, there was always one.

Mr. Fang continuously issued commands.

"Surround!"

"Everyone come out, inspect!"

"What's your name? Arrest and take them back for interrogation!"

"Dare to resist, kill!"

"..."

Then onto the next place.

"Surround! Not even a dog gets out!"

"Everyone come out..."

"...It's indeed the demon race! Kill!"

"Puff puff puff..."

The deacon team suffered zero casualties, but the number of demon race killed increased.

Fang Che also noticed that the new deacons this time were particularly eager in slaughtering the demon race.

Once confirmed, they charged with red eyes, roaring, almost fighting to the death.

On the way to the next target, Fang Che couldn't help but ask, "Why... any enmity?"

"Deep-seated hatred!"

"Oh?"

"Seventeen thousand of us left the Mountain Gate, ambushed by these heavenly killers, nearly ten thousand died... We and the Wei Wo Zheng Sect are irreconcilable!"

Fang Che pondered.

Indeed, hmm, there is enmity!

Having enmity is good, enmity is great.

These people from the Outer World Mountain Sect, indeed live up to his expectations. They usually walk the Jianghu, claiming heroism and chicness to the extreme.

However, when they are killed, it's hard to accept. Kill enough, and it becomes a blood feud. Thus, they are irreconcilable and unyielding.

This temperament is good.

Fang Che was thinking about which other Outer World Mountain Sects to investigate when he had time, to then guide the Wei Wo Zheng Sect to eliminate them.

Just kill them all!

Thinking these mischievous ideas, yet outwardly united in grief and anger: "I see... we are the same, the demon race has killed too many of my brothers, companions, and brethren... So, I, Fang Che, joined the Guardian Hall not to seek promotion and wealth, but just to kill more demon race!"

Instantly, the three Hanjian Mountain Sect disciples felt a sense of solidarity.

So, Mr. Fang is just like us.

Fang Che said solemnly: "If I don't kill some demon race, how will I face my brothers in the Netherworld? What merits or accomplishments would I report to them?"

"So not only do I need to kill, but also for them, kill beyond their share, so if one day I fall in battle, I can proudly tell them: I avenged you! Moreover, I killed many more, avenged on your behalf!" "I must not go down and have to tell them in shame: Alas, I didn't avenge you..."

Fang Che sighed softly, looking at the two youths filled with strong hatred, even somewhat maniacal, and said gently: "Life, oh life, they... all could have beautiful life paths! Especially the few senior and junior sisters; they are beautiful, national beauties, the loves of my dreams... but now just..."

Mr. Fang said sorrowfully: "They were my lovers..."

Upon hearing this, the three Hanjian Mountain Sect disciples' eyes immediately reddened!

Among them, two young disciples even shed tears, speaking with choked voices: "That's why I want to kill the demon race, kill them hard! Killing a thousand, ten thousand, wouldn't quell the hatred in my heart. My senior sister... sob sob..."

"My junior sister, we were already betrothed... But now... Junior sister, I will avenge you! Avenge you!"

The other reveled hysterically.

Fang Che lightly sighed, gently patting the two on their shoulders: "Condolences, plus, they aren't dead, they will forever live in my heart! My senior and junior sisters are eternally young and beautiful, my life's true loves!"

"Sob sob..."

The three actually began crying.

One actually hugged Fang Che, crying mournfully: "Mr. Fang, my junior sister died unjustly..."

Fang Che was taken aback.

Oh my.

Hugging me crying? I... my hair stood on end.

"Let's go!"

Fang Che thought of a plan: "Ahead is another demon race stronghold, I've been investigating for days, let's go! I'll take you to seek revenge!"

The three immediately filled with evil qi: "To seek revenge! To seek revenge!"

The one hugging Fang Che released him, wiped his tears, glaring with fiery eyes: "Kill!"