Chapter 1703 - 39: The Think Tank’s Foresight (2-in-1)

Chapter 1703: Chapter 39: The Think Tank’s Foresight (2-in-1)

"Ninth Brother, I am here." The Ningxue Sword suddenly appeared.

"You are responsible for coordinating the personnel, accompany these old brothers of ours who wish to return to the family to have a look. We will not let the truly wicked go unpunished, but also, do not let them, in a moment of impulsiveness, mistakenly kill good people."

Dongfang Sansan: "However, if there are still villains that are not completely eradicated, of the type who cannot bring themselves to do it, send someone to help finish the job."

"Understood!"

Dongfang Sansan walked through the crowd, which automatically scattered, making way for him. Everyone could feel that endless sense of desolation emanating from the Ninth Lord.

This desolation was like an all-encompassing autumn breeze, engulfing everything.

It was an inexplicable chill.

The crowd was silent, countless pairs of eyes met Dongfang Sansan’s gaze, all turned away in shame, not daring to meet his eyes.

Dongfang Sansan silently moved forward, his steps slow, his blue robe fluttering.

The autumn aura spread, the desolation grew thicker.

Countless people lowered their heads, not daring to look at him. Many suddenly felt a spontaneous surge of heartache for this thin, desolate figure.

"Everyone, remember this."

Dongfang Sansan spoke earnestly: "We protect the Continent from being bullied by the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, but it’s not for us to become bullies ourselves!"

"Gentlemen, the world is bright and clear!"

"Over thousands of years, numerous Continent Families under our protection have begun to decay."

"If we do not remove these tumors, if we even lose the foundation of the people, then what will we have to fight against the Wei Wo Zheng Sect with? If it comes to that point, how would we be any different from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect? Why resist at all? Isn’t it all just a living hell?"

"Everyone should return to their families and have a look."

"See if there have truly been any wrongful accusations. Or go and see what your families, whom you haven’t visited in years, have now grown into... what kind of ... state they’ve become."

Dongfang Sansan originally wanted to say something harsh, but ultimately held back.

"Still, if indeed someone has been wrongfully killed... I, Dongfang Sansan, will stand for you!"

When Dongfang Sansan said this, his voice was gentle.

"Yes, Ninth Lord."

"Disperse. Everyone disperse."

Dongfang Sansan finally reached the entrance of the hall.

With his back to the crowd, he waved his hand, and the figure in the blue robe disappeared.

Behind him, countless people let out a long sigh, the materials they held for appeals already drenched in sweat.

The leader, Lv Zhifeng, was almost embarrassed to death by the Dongfang Strategist on the spot.

So was the information they received true? Was the Life and Death Group really slaughtering their family for no reason?

Even they themselves didn’t believe that.

That’s why no one dared to speak just now.

It’s still better to go home and see for oneself, once witnessed, everything will become clear.

Many sighed inwardly, if those truly conscienceless actions have been committed, how would they face the Ninth Lord upon returning to Kan Ke City?

Thus, each one felt disgraced and wanted to leave the hall immediately.

However, they were stopped.

"Ninth Lord ordered that for each elder returning to their family, someone must accompany them to prevent actions leading to lifelong regret."

"Uh..."

Everyone was somewhat puzzled.

Why surveillance?

But after these people returned home and truly came to understand the bloody crimes of their families, the rage that erupted—wanting to kill all their family members and then take their own lives to appease the world—was only stopped by those who accompanied them... Only then did they understand how foresighted the Ninth Lord’s decision was.

And those Guardians themselves, whose families had not sent messages for grievances, but were brought here by the encouragement of their brothers, some of them one by one, ran away, covering their faces in shame.

Originally, they came to uphold justice, but ended up getting slapped in the face.

This damn situation has nothing to do with us, yet we got chastised...

Countless elders sighed, many still waited around, invited here by Lv Zhifeng, and even some who were incited by knowing of Lv Zhifeng’s family’s ’grievances.’

"Find the Ninth Lord! This must be brought to the Ninth Lord!"

Now, remembering their original instigation, they felt even more ashamed.

A moment later, Lv Zhifeng emerged, looking completely defeated, trembling like a candle in the wind.

"Old Lv..."

The crowd gathered around with concern.

The Liehuo Swordman Lv Zhifeng, guarding the Snow Mountain for sixteen hundred years, enduring the harsh weather alone, his battle achievements were impressive and glorious.

For sixteen hundred years, no expert from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect had crossed the Snow Mountain under his guardianship!

He was righteous and had a fiery nature.

Thus, even though the Lv Family’s members were truly unforgivable, Dongfang Sansan still showed respect to this Liehuo Swordman upon leaving.

Yet for Lv Zhifeng, it felt as if the sky had collapsed!

Fighting bloodily at the front lines, he was always filled with honor and pride in his heart.

But in the rear, his descendants were even more brutal than those of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect?

How could this old hero accept it?

In his hand, he tightly gripped the pile of thick crime descriptions, and taking a deep breath, ignoring the concerned eyes of his brothers, he said in a deep voice, "I must go home!"

Everyone wore a twisted expression.

If he truly went mad wanting to kill his entire family upon returning home, who could stop him with his Divine Transformation level Liehuo Swordsmanship?

A figure swiftly flew over.

It was tall and burly, holding a spear.

"Lv Zhifeng, I’ll go back with you to have a look."

It was Dong Changfeng.