Why do I have so many masters?

Chapter 122 The Price of Rules in the Imperial Court and Jianghu (Thanks to Corner Fan Yin Alliance Leader) (1/2)_2

He had once thought he could lead his family to prosperity.

But now, everything was gone...

Family, wife and daughter, old father, siblings...

All seemed like mere bubbles.

Mi Xingfa's shape slightly swayed, staggered backward, and Zhu Jian'an caught him, who seemed to have lost his soul. Suddenly, he jerked away from Zhu Jian'an's grip, stepped forward, his eyes reddened, he raised his head and let out a furious roar; his voice was mournful, appearing almost maniacally insane,

"White Tiger Hall!!!"

"All for just a piece of the 'Heavenly Inquiry'... you actually caused the ruin of my entire family..."

At this moment, his mind was chaotic, yet his intent for revenge was increasingly clear and strong. He channeled his energy to his throat, his voice roaring like a tiger, echoing in all directions, revealing that secret, placing himself in danger, yet determined to disrupt White Tiger Hall's peace.

The surrounding martial artists changed color upon hearing this.

These Jianghu martial artists, often well-informed, naturally recalled the incident years ago when the eldest son of the Mi Family from Jianghu suddenly joined the Ministry of Punishment, who was a famous ranger and often at odds with the Imperial Court. Yet unexpectedly, he joined the court.

At the time, many were puzzled, but now they suddenly realized the reason.

If one possessed the "Heavenly Inquiry", then joining the Imperial Court and seeking its protection was a natural course of action.

However, why the page still remained with the Mi Family, causing trouble, was likely another story.

As the roaring ceased, Mi Xingfa violently turned around, his eyes bloodshot, glaring intently at Xia Changqing, his palm vibrating with the war blade, his mind though frenzied, was extremely clear, understanding many things in an instant.

Why Danfeng Valley would strike down a common household.

Why Xia Changqing would carry a damaged blade and boldly step into this city.

Zhu Jian'an, for the safety of the city's people, led them into an ambush, recalling all the Ministry of Punishment experts around the area; this arrangement was flawless.

However, this flawlessness was the biggest mistake.

His eyes filled with blood.

Luring the tiger away from the mountain.

Create a diversion.

With a thunderous roar, he lifted the war blade to strike down Xia Changqing beneath the blade's edge.

Zhu Jian'an seemed to want to stop him, but remembering what he had suffered, he froze, allowing the blade to chop down towards the gray-robed scholar's face, the blade's edge was sharp, carrying the full wrath of a Sixth Rank External Cultivation master. However, it stopped just as it was about to strike.

The Qi Force gradually dissipated, Mi Xingfa holding the long blade, breathing raggedly and heavily, like a wild beast on the verge of collapse.

His eyes were filled with blood and hatred.

The man before him had been severely injured by Yu Wenze with one strike; any martial artist, any Jianghu wanderer, would have taken this moment to deliver a decisive blow.

But he couldn't bring himself to do it.

He knew too well the implications of killing the man before him, a Great Qin patrol officer. News like this was easily warped and utilized; by the time it spread across three County Cities, embellished through word of mouth among the people of Jianghu, it would become the Great Qin patrol officer who had slain the protector of Danfeng Valley in the city. The true context would long have been ignored.

He could be indifferent about it.

But the Great Qin had extended a helping hand to his family in their most desperate and dire time, and had not demanded a heavy price in return. He knew this was enticement, but it also was a genuine act of kindness.

How could he... how could he possibly plunge the Great Qin into such a troubled situation?

Loyalty, filial piety, kindness, and righteousness struggled furiously in his mind; the hand holding the blade trembled slightly.

Xia Changqing, with a slight smirk, stepped forward and said,

"It seems, sir, that you are harboring the intent to kill?"

Mi Xingfa suddenly let out a bitter laugh, staggering backward, shaking his head repeatedly, murmuring:

"I am a secret agent."

"A secret agent of Great Qin..."

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How could I forget? How could I forget?

Mi Xingfa laughed bitterly twice, his heart writhing in agony. Suddenly, he grasped his long blade, transforming into a shooting long rainbow toward the distance, his hair disheveled, his demeanor wild and crazy, his laughter distorted by the sound of breaking air, sounding almost like a wail, making everyone around him fall silent.

Xia Changqing's face was pale as he picked up a broken blade with the tip of his foot, held it in his hand, and looked around him with great disdain, his gaze only becoming a bit serious when it landed on Wang Anfeng.

In his eyes, these people were all pawns, manipulated at his will, oblivious to the miscalculation of that blue-clad youth. However, this person seemed familiar.

He frowned slightly, yet could not recall where from.

Just then, the extremely cold gaze of the surrounding constables had already landed on him. The latter, a man in gray with most of his clothes stained with blood, his black hair slightly disheveled, and temples graying, still held the broken blade with a dominating presence, still laughing loudly, said:

"The killers are from White Tiger Hall, everyone, why stare at me?!"

"The affairs of today, I of Danfeng Valley will remember. In a month, at The Number One Manor in the World, I will clarify with everyone!"

Having said this and holding the broken blade, he turned and began walking away slowly.

Although what he did was nearly exposed, his plans were meticulously laid out, without any decisive evidence, and although the power of Great Qin was strong, Jianghu was also in a rare Martial Arts golden age in centuries, capable of challenging the Imperial Court.

Merely based on his attack on Zhu Jian'an, Yu Wenze had already punished him, and for the case of annihilation, both parties held their grounds without direct conviction. As for the annihilation of Noble Clan Mi Family, there was no evidence at all, at the end of the day, it was just speculation.

After all, as he said, the murderers were from White Tiger Hall, what did it have to do with his Danfeng Valley?

Xia Changqing, holding his long blade, stepped forth from among the crowd. Although the crowd felt outraged, they couldn't make a move, watching the scholar in gray walk away slowly with his back directly exposed to the crowd, almost as if he was mocking them.

Since they had become Patrol Officers, they represented more than just themselves.

Wang Anfeng couldn't help but step forward, but was stopped by Zhu Jian'an, who put a hand on his shoulder. Turning around, he saw the Deputy Chief Arrestor looking increasingly silent, just shaking his head at him and saying:

"Stand still."

Wang Anfeng clenched his hand, saying:

"Why not keep him here?!"

"The matter is already clear enough..."

A slight pain appeared on Zhu Jian'an's face, then it vanished, his voice hoarse as he said:

"Because there is no evidence, because Great Qin wants to stabilize the world, because Great Qin wants the world to follow the rules, to have everyone act according to the rules..."

"Thus, Great Qin itself cannot breach its own rules."

"Thus the Monarch once tearfully executed his mentor, thus Shang Yang established the laws, immutable even by a thousand gold, thus he ultimately died under his own stringent laws, yet remained untroubled."

Wang Anfeng opened his mouth slightly, sensing from this brief statement the efforts and sacrifices spanning countless years, feeling almost breathlessly heavy. The youth looked up at the departing Xia Changqing, murmuring softly:

"Even at such a cost?"

"...Even so."

PS: Thanks to the corner's leader of the Fan Yin, super thankful, long chapter delivered, then let me catch my breath, more updates to come (clasping hands)

PS: Yes, a ranger infringes with Martial Arts, the conflicts between Jianghu and the Imperial Court, all in this sentence.

Reckless grudges are only in Jianghu.