The youth's eyes glowed brilliantly as he looked at Yun Yang and said faintly, "Young Master Yun's tactics are impressive indeed. However, Young Master Yun should ask yourself, do you really dare to kill these people?"
Yun Yang slammed the table upon hearing the youth's words and roared in anger, "How can you say that? What do you mean by my tactics? I've worked so hard to bring them out to play. Am I not to be blamed for it? The situation now is that they've lost money and started fighting, causing the current situation. Am I to be blamed for this? "
The youth in black said coldly, "Young Master Yun knows better than anyone else what is going on! I only have one question. Young Master Yun, you've toyed with these people like this, but do you really dare to kill them? "
Yun Yang said angrily, "Do you think I don't dare? If you dare to say another word! Just one word! Let me hear it! F * cking hell, if your father can't kill them on the battlefield, can't I kill them in prison? Try saying another word! Let's see if this young master dares to kill a few of them! "
Yun Yang slammed the table. "Isn't it just a war? A war? When has the Empire of Yutang not been at war all these years? Who the f * ck are you trying to scare? "
The youth in black sucked in a deep breath and clenched his teeth, not daring to say another word.
Yun Yang, who had gained the upper hand, did not give up. He kicked the table in front of him away and said angrily, "F * cking hell, your father was sent out to be a tour guide and I didn't get paid a single cent. How could I be bullied like this? It was your own people who lost money and caused trouble by fighting ungracefully. Your father ran all the way back to deliver the message, but someone actually doubts me! God … open your eyes and see, is there still justice in this world? Justice doesn't lie in the hearts of men, right and wrong can only be determined by others! "
Han Sanhe closed his eyes as his head throbbed. His initially calm expression was nowhere to be seen.
He was now certain of one thing – if the generals from various countries continued to stay here, it would not be surprising for a few of them to die if they were targeted by Yun Yang, the bastard.
It was better to leave quickly. If the plan was to be abandoned, then so be it.
He could not f * cking afford to offend this person.
"Forget it. I'll think of something myself, "Han Sanhe said with a frown.
After a brief discussion with the old marshals, they walked towards Qiu Jianhan's residence in unison.
This time, he was truly helpless and could only lower his head to that old bastard.
They had no choice but to lower their heads. If two of those people who were caught died in there, it would be a big problem!
The few of them sighed as they walked.
Yun Yang continued to lecture the rest of the people, "Tell me, are you being reasonable? Are you being reasonable? Ah! I'm really f * cking a dog … Why do the generals of your countries all have this kind of quality? What kind of quality was this? F * ck me! Did you guys come here to ruin Yutang's culture? Poor me, who is as pure as a little white flower. I've only been with you for a few days, but I've already become so vulgar … "
"Is there any way to do this job? Was this Yutang, Dongxuan, Tianci, Dayuan, or Ziyou? How lawless, all of you going against your conscience and distorting the truth, calling a deer a horse … God, I feel so miserable, so tired … "
The generals were exasperated as they looked at the man who seemed to be in a frenzy.
This fellow was obviously in character.
If your acting was so good, why don't you go be a movie king?
Yet, no one dared to speak up. After the previous bloody lessons, the generals were well aware of Yun Yang's crazed personality. The more they argued, the more spirited they became. Instead, they ignored him and slowly, they gave up.
"My head hurts … I'm going back to my room to rest for a while …"
"My head hurts too …"
"My stomach hurts …"
"I suddenly remembered something …"
"Hmm, what is it … I'm going back to my room to think …"
The dozens of generals stood up as if there was no one else around, rolling their eyes and walking away.
They did not even spare Yun Yang a glance.
Behind them, Yun Yang's incessant grumbling could still be heard, "What kind of people are these? What kind of quality is this? You guys beat someone up after losing a gamble and even got caught. Such an embarrassing thing … You guys can really do it … I'm impressed. What kind of shame is this, what kind of quality is this …"
Bang!
The generals slammed the doors shut, blocking out the demonic voice outside. All of them held their heads in their hands and sighed deeply.
Each of them felt as if ten thousand mythical beasts were galloping through their knee-deep fecal soup after the heavy rain.
All of them could not help but curse, "This bastard!"
As for who they were cursing … it was a matter of opinion.
…
On the same night.
Yun Yang turned into a gust of wind and entered the prison quietly.
This was the reason why he had captured these people.
Yun Yang walked around the cell soundlessly. When he walked out, he heaved a deep sigh.
He shook his head. It was not enough.
Besides, there was another use for it …
Why didn't that fellow give him a few more hits?
…
The next morning, Han Sanhe and the others brought the captured generals out of the yamen. However, each and every one of them was covered in dirt and grime, their heads hung low in dejection.
The few old marshals had beaten and scolded them, teaching them a lesson.
Then, they discussed amongst themselves. If this went on, a few of them might really die. Forget it, let's leave.
Hence, on this day.
The people from Ziyou, Dayuan, and Tianci bade Yun Yang farewell without hesitation. Although they did not want to see this bastard, the Blood of the Hero was still on him.
Yun Yang nodded vigorously and patted his chest. "Leave it to me!"
When the generals left, Yun Yang collected the money for fifty thousand pots of wine. Then, each country was given ten thousand pots …
Before the Empire of Ziyou's Marshal Zi left, Yun Yang had a secret conversation with him. When he returned, he was holding something in his hand and stuffed it into his robe; no one knew what kind of deal had been made.
When the soldiers of the various countries walked out of the city gates, they were met with thousands of disdainful gazes.
All kinds of whispers filled his ears.
"See that? This is Dayuan. Pfft! I heard that they're either lechers or gambling addicts …"
"I heard, I heard. They're not here to celebrate Marshal Iron's wedding, but for the prostitutes!"
"Not exactly, but not far from it. If they're not here for the ladies, then they're here to play with money. There's not even one in a million who's here to congratulate them sincerely!"
"I also heard that they've been arrested after losing a bet and fighting …"
"Why are the people over there like this? Lechers, gambling, and even taking their winnings. It's disgusting …"
"How can people like this be generals?"
"This is probably what they mean when they say they pick out a general from a pot!"
"It's really destroying my worldview …"
"Look at those people, they're all lethargic … I guess they're anxious because they didn't manage to play with the ladies!"
"F * ck! Damn it! "
"That's right, damn it!"
"Get out of here!"
"Don't ever come again …"
"Beat them to death if they dare come again!"
"Yes, beat them to death!"
…
The generals of the various countries walked out of the city gates with their heads hung low, too ashamed to face anyone. There was no way they could explain themselves to these people.
Therefore, the journey back home could really be described as "covering one's head and scurrying away like a rat".
…
The generals of the various countries left in unison.
Other than Han Sanhe, all of Dongxuan's generals were sent back by Han Sanhe as well. They had no choice but to go back. The tour guide they had found here was too formidable; they could not hold him back.
Only Han Sanhe was still there, lingering in Tiantang City.
Now, only Han Sanhe, the youth dressed in black, and the eight guards were left in Tiantang City from other countries.
Yun Yang mumbled to himself. He knew that Han Sanhe must have stayed behind for another reason, but he only knew the way but did not know the reason. No matter how skilled Yun Yang was, he could still guess what Han Sanhe's real intention was without any clues or evidence.
However, more than ninety-five percent of the foreign generals had left. Young Master Yun, the only official tour guide, had naturally lost his purpose of existence.
He had retired and gone home to count his silver taels.
During the time he was entertaining the foreign generals, Yun Yang had leaped from a destitute man to one of the wealthiest people in Tiantang City. With more than two hundred million taels of silver in his hands, he could not help but feel high spirited and proud.
With a certain someone's speed of getting rich, it was undeniable that no one would be able to do it in the future, but it was undeniable that it was unprecedented.
Yun Yang smiled faintly and tossed it to Emmie, taking out a piece of translucent, amethyst jade from his embrace.
This was the reward that Yun Yang had asked for from the Empire of Ziyou's Marshal Zi before he left.
The matter was simple. Marshal Zi was of royal blood, his words held more weight than the marshals of other countries. Other than the first batch of fifty thousand pots of the Blood of the Hero, he had also ordered the subsequent batches.
This piece of jade was Yun Yang's deposit and also a thank you gift.
Looking at the departing generals, Yun Yang's gaze was dark, but there was a glint of murderous intent flashing across his eyes.
"It's up to you all when you realize it."
Yun Yang mumbled to himself coldly.
"After all, I am from Yutang."
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