Dimensional Codex System: I'm really not a cultist!

It must be said that even Fan Qinghui was a bit taken aback by Fang Zheng’s blunt remarks. She too had learned the skill of Sword Heart Clarity, with her own unique charm. Generally speaking, when she spoke, young men would rarely refute her, and even if they did, it wouldn’t be so harsh.

"But, Young Master Fang, aren’t you afraid of bringing trouble upon yourself by acting this way?"

"Everything I’ve done is reasonable and legal. What trouble?"

Fang Zheng chuckled and again picked up his teacup.

"Could it be that Miss Fan doesn’t understand the law?"

What Fang Zheng referred to was the laws of the Great Han. Because this world is not an ordinary one, but rather a high martial world, the government office actually supports those martial heroes serving justice. Of course, in terms of law, the Great Han has strict regulations. For targets that they’ve issued a wanted poster, there’s always a limit.

For those extremely heinous criminals, they are usually "life or death indifferent," implied as seeing the person alive or the corpse dead, alive is better but dead is fine too, since criminals of this kind would generally be sentenced to death even if caught and brought back. Helping by killing them directly can save us some effort. So for these criminals, the government office generally requires at least bringing back a head to verify the identity.

But aside from that, things are different. Moreover, the Great Han’s laws categorize into first, second, and third ranks. For level three, just being alive is enough, but the requirements for the first and second ranks are stricter, like not getting injured or no casualties.

For instance, if you catch a thief stealing someone’s money and beat them, that’s fine. But if you beat them to death, then the government office will hold you accountable.

What? You say the opponent was too formidable and you couldn’t hold back?

If you’re not up to it, why take on delicate work?!

So even in the martial arts world, serving justice isn’t easily dealt with.

The reason Fang Zheng is so fearless is that those he’d dealt with either belong to the "life or death indifferent" or the "just have to be alive" category of heinous criminals, so all Fang Zheng’s actions are within legal bounds, and he naturally would not be pressured by this woman’s moral coercion.

"I mean... the opponents are indeed heinous criminals, but they also have families and friends..."

"Oh, you’re implying that the victims don’t have families or relatives... Hmm, maybe they do not, considering they’ve all been wiped out."

Fang Zheng casually retorted, leaving Fan Qinghui speechless. The girl in yellow laughed, and the other three female heroes slightly frowned. Women are indeed more emotional. Honestly, if they encountered such criminals, they too would kill them without a second thought. In their view, leaving such scourges alive is a waste of resources.

For Fang Zheng’s words, they didn’t find it offensive; rather, they were somewhat dissatisfied with Fan Qinghui’s speech. Fan Qinghui’s words seemed fine on the surface, but when Fang Zheng sharply pointed out the core contradictions, her seemingly kind and pure words immediately appeared full of loopholes.

However, the advantage of a beauty is that there’s always someone willing to take the fall for her.

"Young Master Fang, you’re a bit too much, aren’t you?"

At this moment, that pale-faced guy interrupted, looking at Fang Zheng with displeasure and said.

"Miss Fan means well, yet you take it as donkey’s liver and lungs? Truly..."

"Shut up, this is not for you to speak."

But before the pale-faced guy could finish his sentence, Fang Zheng interrupted him, not letting him finish. And he only looked at Fan Qinghui, paying no attention to what the pale-faced guy had said.

"You...!"

The pale-faced guy was so angry that he wanted to jump up and burst out, but Fang Zheng didn’t give him a chance, staring directly at Fan Qinghui and continued.

"By the way, I haven’t asked which sect and school does Miss Fan belong to?"

"I am from the Ci Hang Sect, a hidden sect, normally detached from worldly matters, focusing only on cultivation and self-nurture."

"Ci Hang Sect? Never heard of it, is it a legal sect? Do you have tax records?"

Fang Zheng squinted his eyes, staring at Fan Qinghui. This left Fan Qinghui utterly confused. God have mercy, she originally intended to come here to discuss abstract things like "morality, the afterlife" with Fang Zheng, but then Fang Zheng just bluntly hit her with "do you have tax records..."

"Of course we do."

To be honest, Fan Qinghui herself wasn’t too sure, but she couldn’t show weakness at this point, so she had to grit her teeth and give a firm reply.

"Oh..."

Fang Zheng snapped his fan open, fanning himself while looking at Fan Qinghui in front of him.

"You just said your sect stays clear of worldly affairs and focuses on cultivation. But in my view, Miss Fan seems quite concerned with the affairs of this mortal world, going as far as to speak for those heretical forces..."

"Kiyoe has no such intentions."

Fan Qinghui slightly shook her head; she was somewhat unsure of what to do at this moment. As an inheritor of this generation’s Ci Hang Sect, she was considered accomplished in her cultivation. Generally speaking, given her status, position, and appearance, few men would speak harshly in front of her. Especially since the Leader of the Southern Martial World was accompanying her, according to Fan Qinghui’s thoughts, even if the other party had any dissatisfaction, they shouldn’t be too blunt.

However, what Fan Qinghui did not expect was that Fang Zheng was completely unreserved; he seemed uninterested in other matters and was disdainful of her conversation, not even considering the face of the Leader of the Southern Martial World...

"I, Fang, have always abided by the law and have a clear conscience; there’s no need to explain anything to others. If Miss Fan is dissatisfied with my actions, then you might as well think of a way to amend the law; as long as you can modify the law, I will naturally comply. But if you can’t..."

At this point, Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly.

"Then don’t waste your breath here. As they say, what is not prohibited is allowed. I suggest Miss Fan spend some money to buy some law books from a bookstore, carefully read the articles in them, to avoid embarrassing oneself in public; if you don’t understand the law, you can learn it..."

Although Fang Zheng’s tone remained very calm, everyone present could hear a strong sense of disdain for illiteracy...

"Kiyoe knows she was wrong."

At this point, Fan Qinghui could only bow her head. The other party directly transitioned the battlefield to the legal domain, an area she was neither equipped to engage in nor avoid. But monks and nuns don’t care about face; when they can’t argue, playing the pity card is top-notch. With a look that says, "I’m not losing the argument, you’re just bullying me by not debating," she played the part well.

Just look at that pale face staring at Fan Qinghui’s pitiful expression; his eyes seem about ready to turn red.

As if the person on stage were his own mother.

"As long as you know."

Fang Zheng "snap" closed the fan and placed it beside his hand.

"When I have time, I will visit Ci Hang Sect and see what kind of heretic practices could educate disciples with such distorted views."

"Young Master Fang, please be cautious with your words."

Upon hearing this, Fan Qinghui could no longer hold back. It’s one thing for him to speak of her, but insulting her sect is an entirely different matter.

"Kiyoe’s thinking was flawed; it was Kiyoe’s own mistake, what does it have to do with the sect?"

"Hey? That’s interesting. Weren’t you taught by your master? Do these ideas you express originate from yourself and not from your master’s teachings?"

"This......"

Confronted by Fang Zheng’s mockery, Fan Qinghui faltered once more. She genuinely wanted to claim that her ideas were self-originated, but――the religious don’t tell lies!

"It’s that Kiyoe’s understanding of the sect’s teachings wasn’t thorough enough, which led Young Master Fang to see a joke."

At this point, Fan Qinghui could only play the cowardly card to the end.

"Remember next time, don’t speak recklessly about things you don’t understand."

Fang Zheng behaved as if he were teaching a child, and yet Fan Qinghui could only accept it with a stiff neck. This scene made everyone around find amusement yet they dared not laugh. Of course, those among the female heroes were more inclined to watch the drama unfold, while Fang Zheng’s companions felt he was perhaps being too dismissive of Fan Qinghui’s dignity.

After all, beautiful young girls should receive some preferential treatment, especially a peerlessly beautiful woman being scolded by Fang Zheng to the point she couldn’t lift her head, looking so melancholic; it even made one feel heartache.

"Ahem, that’s enough, let’s leave it at that."

Li Tianming awkwardly coughed, initially thinking this was just a regular gathering, not expecting it to develop this way. One could even say there wasn’t even a stalemate between the two sides; Fang Zheng merely playing the game of attrition, quickly knocking Fan Qinghui to the ground.

"Miss Fan speaks frankly; although she may have said too much, her heart is always good. We also hope that all of you maintain a sense of chivalry..."

Li Tianming, being the leader of the Southern Martial World, whether his martial arts skills were remarkable or not remained unsaid, but his leadership speaking skills were surely at their maximum. He gave a lengthy speech about matters like the fortune of the Martial World and the intention of Young Heroes and the like, shifting the topic in an instant.

And Fang Zheng didn’t say much more as well; Fan Qinghui was clearly unable to defeat him. These monks ridiculously indulge in superficial allure to tempt people, yet they keep preaching about how beauty is merely dust――hahaha, and if you really believed in the emptiness of color, then why bring out such a beautiful woman to preach?

Surely Ci Hang Sect has someone more knowledgeable, smarter, yet uglier than Fan Qinghui.

Hahaha...

Thinking this, Fang Zheng playfully fiddled with the teacup and then squinted at Fan Qinghui.

He wasn’t just talking; Fang Zheng was surely planning to visit the Ci Hang Sect.

But before that......

Let’s first make a call to the tax department and ask whether Ci Hang Sect has paid their taxes or not.