Unlike the Hu Clan's exploitation of Qingyang Town, the Xi Clan had always been generous to the people of Jia City. Their cruel side was only shown to those who had the chance to threaten the Xi Clan's position. This was also one of the reasons why the Xi Clan's father and son were loved and respected.
As for the Hu Clan, even Hu Shaomeng's own uncle didn't receive much leniency and was subservient in front of Hu Shaomeng.
This was because before successfully joining the Fishing Tower, Hu Shaomeng wouldn't have enough resources to support his cultivation.
Granary knew etiquette, and this was also the case in the cultivation world.
Of course, Xi Zichu had feelings for the city he was currently in.
All those years of love, respect, and closeness, even iron and stone would be warmed by it.
So when he saw a dying patient casually thrown onto a cart at the back door of a clinic and piled up with several corpses, he was a little angry.
Especially since the ones who did this were the soldiers of the city guards. They were almost equivalent to the Xi Clan's private soldiers. To a certain extent, they also represented him.
A straw mat covered the corpses. The wheels of the car rolled forward.
Everything seemed sloppy, perfunctory, and absurd.
"Move."
The young soldier coldly shouted.
At that time, Xi Zichu happened to pass by and stopped at the entrance of the alley.
He happened to block their path.
"What are you doing?" Xi Zichu asked.
This wasn't a pleasant job.
No one was willing to do this kind of thing, so the two soldiers pushing the cart were in a bad mood.
"Drag him to the mass grave. If you dare cause trouble again, we'll bury you too!" One of them said.
"This person isn't dead yet!"
Xi Zichu took a step forward and lifted the straw mat.
"You're courting death!" The two city guards immediately drew their swords.
But their swords were pushed back.
Xi Zichu stared at the disfigured face at the top of the cart, and his heart was in turmoil.
Although this person wasn't dead, there was no cure. Because he was infected with the plague.
Even if the East King Valley cultivated both medicine and poison and didn't mind killing people, research on the "plague" was clearly forbidden.
Even if the "plague" could be developed into countless powerful killing techniques, this was a completely predictable direction, but no one dared to openly try it.
Regardless of whether it would harm the harmony of the world, if it was exposed, the world would punish it. Even the East King Valley would not be able to bear the consequences.
What shocked Xi Zichu was that this person, as well as the corpses beneath him, were all infected.
They were simply wrapped in straw mats and sent to the mass grave.
If the escorting soldiers were lazy and didn't even bury the bodies, the consequences would be …
Regardless of whether it was his identity as a cultivator of the East King Valley or as the young master of the Xi Clan, he was completely unaware of such a huge matter!
The dying patient looked hopelessly into Xi Zichu's eyes. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out of it.
Xi Zichu spread his fingers, and a Flower of Devourer drilled out of the ground and swallowed all the corpses on the trailer … including the person who hadn't completely turned into a corpse.
"Do you know what illness this is?" He turned his head and asked the soldiers sorrowfully.
"Who are you?" One of the soldiers asked.
In the face of an expert who displayed extraordinary strength, he still maintained the courage of a warrior.
These soldiers were the result of the Xi family's hard work. Xi Zichu should be proud.
But at this moment, he wasn't in the mood. He wiped his face and returned to his original appearance. "It's me."
The two soldiers looked at each other in confusion.
Then they reported, "Young Master! I don't know either. Mister Liu only passed down the order that anyone with this illness should be sent to the mass grave in the northern suburbs and be buried together. "
"How long has this been going on?"
"I really don't know. I was transferred here the day before yesterday to take care of the corpses in the nearby streets, mainly this clinic."
The other soldier interrupted. "According to the rumors in the army, it started in April … But now, it seems to be increasing."
Xi Zichu's expression turned ugly, and he left without saying a word.
…
When Jiang Wang returned to Jia City, nothing seemed to have changed.
The gatekeepers were still unwilling to pay a single coin less than the entrance fee. Of course, they didn't dare to charge more.
The streets were still bustling with people, and it was a scene of peace and contentment.
Jiang Wang didn't have a good impression of the Xi Clan, but he didn't have much enmity either.
The Xi family's compensation was more than enough to show their sincerity. In the end, a Soaring Dragon Realm elder died for nothing, but they didn't lose their composure. It could be said that they had the magnanimity of an aristocratic family.
If the Xi Clan didn't plan to oppose him in the future, he didn't plan to have a grudge with the Xi Clan.
What he wanted to do was to unify the Junggenjia's businesses in the Yang Country and increase profits, so as to provide an endless supply of resources for Chung Geng Sheng. It was impossible to achieve this just by walking and killing along the way.
He didn't plan to go to the mayor's mansion. He still remembered the small courtyard where Xi Zichu invited him to meet last time, so he prepared to go there to wait for Xi Zichu. Before that, he wanted to go to the big clinics in Jia City to check out the situation.
If the two people who died in Qingyang Town were really infected, then there should be similar cases in a city as big as Jia City.
And with the quality of the doctors in the big cities, maybe the patients who could only wait for death in Qingyang Town could be cured in Jia City.
With Xi Zichu, a Transcendent cultivator from the East King Valley, Jiang Wang was very confident in the doctors in Jia City.
While walking on the road, he heard a commotion.
Looking from afar, it was a group of armored soldiers who were escorting a prisoner's carriage. They were heading towards them.
The prisoner carriage was like a rat crossing the street, everyone wanted to beat it up.
Not to mention, there was a tall and strong man reading out the person's crime loudly.
"There is a doctor, surnamed Sun, named Ping.
Audacious dog, deceiving people with lies!
Seeking profit, exaggerating the illness.
Within the street, everyone is in danger.
Within the room, everyone is anxious.
The prisoner carriage is passing through the city, beheaded at the South Gate.
Displayed in front of the public, as a warning to others! "
It was written clearly and shouted loudly. Everyone heard it clearly.
This young doctor named Ping, in order to earn some money, purposely exaggerated the patient's illness, causing panic among the people, and then profiting from it.
"Damn it!"
A rotten egg smashed into the prisoner carriage with a "pa" sound.
The black and yellow egg liquid flowed down the criminal Ping's black hair.
This sound was like a war drum, instantly triggering the "charge" and the "war".
Hands reached out from the crowd one by one, like a relay, and continued with the justice!
Countless rotten cabbages and rotten eggs fell into the prisoner carriage like rain.
The people's faces and ears were red, filled with righteous indignation.
"This black-hearted thing! He only knows how to take our money! "
"He's so bad at such a young age, what can he do in the future?"
"He still dares to spread rumors!"
"He's really a beast in human face!"
In the end, all the voices of justice converged into a flood.
They converged into a voice that was shouting —
"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! "
… …
Jiang Wang stood outside the crowd, looking at the prisoner carriage.
The criminal named Ping in the prisoner carriage was wearing prison clothes, handcuffs, and chains. He didn't cry out for justice, nor did he try to defend himself. He didn't even dodge the filth that fell on his body.
But in his young eyes, there were tears flowing.
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