Monarch Night

Fang Che felt that he was probably the only person who had fully figured everything out, but he dared not share this guess with anyone.

He could only keep it to himself.

Well, later he still needed to find an opportunity to discuss this matter with his father, and let his father report it to the Dongfang Strategist.

Otherwise, there might still be some trouble here.

After handling the affair with the Lin Family, the Lin Family Mansion was handed over to the Guardian Hall of Baixiang Continent, while others were escorting the Lin Family members back.

With the identity as a member of the Demon Sect confirmed, the direction of the interrogation was clear. As for these matters, Fang Che no longer intended to participate.

After all, merits must be left for the Guardian Hall; one cannot take all the credit.

So his focus began to shift toward the Underworld.

"Control the information intentionally," Fang Che reminded Qi Lie, "This thousand-year incorruptible corpse might have something peculiar about it. You can spread both true and false information to confuse people."

Qi Lie was a bit baffled and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Actually, Lin Pingjiang’s identity does not necessarily need to be exposed... it would be a blow to our Guardians’ reputation."

Fang Che switched to voice transmission, "Anyway, the person is dead, and he has already enjoyed a great reputation for so many years beneficially for us Guardians. Let him maintain the hero’s reputation, what’s the harm in that? Gradually fade it away, and in no time, nobody will remember."

Qi Lie nodded repeatedly, indeed, this was the best way to handle it.

"There could even be stories of ancestral spirits chastising unworthy descendants... Let’s try our best to preserve the Guardians’ honor."

It’s certain that news about Lin Pingjiang’s body will leak out in the future, given how many people have seen it.

Fang Che thought for a long time and came up with this idea to reduce the impact and suspicion through such a method.

As long as the Guardians handle it this way, they can somewhat weaken the issue. Eventually making the matter of the Divine Formless Jade dissolve into nothing without anyone noticing!

Go ahead and search for it. Anyway... I know nothing about it!

Qi Lie nodded again and again, greatly agreeing with Fang Che’s idea. He also admitted that the method Fang Che suggested was indeed a way to take care of the big picture.

It preserved as much as possible the reputation of the Guardians unscathed.

Although Lin Pingjiang remains a hero... but Lin Pingjiang is dead, and the Lin Family has been wiped out, so what can be done about it?

He was already thinking about how to report the situation.

Moreover, he had also decided that this matter could be said to be solely under Fang Che’s control. Although he would report it, the credit could not be coveted. Although Fang Che had always been considerate of the Guardian Hall’s face, intentionally giving the Guardian Hall the opportunity to gain merits, as the Hall Master, he couldn’t have such thick skin!

He must report it truthfully.

Furthermore... he also had to take up the matter of the joint burial of Ju Xiu Shui and Zuo Guanglie. It couldn’t be right for Fang Che to handle everything, big and small, while he did nothing?

What difference would there be between the Guardian Hall of Baixiang Continent and a child waiting to be fed?

"I’m just puzzled and indignant that these people grew up and developed on the Guardian Continent; they consumed resources here, yet behind the scenes, became members of the Demon Sect."

Qi Lie let out a long sigh, "And there are quite a few such individuals."

Fang Che was silent for a moment before saying, "Throughout history, in any world, there are bound to be many rebels, but as Guardians, what we should do isn’t complain. Naturally, there are many rebels in this world, but can we become disheartened by this world because of them? That can’t be right, can it?"

"Certainly not!" Qi Lie replied angrily.

"Isn’t that right?"

Fang Che said calmly, "If so, then what’s with the indignation? Do your job well, Master Qi."

He patted Qi Lie on the shoulder and then turned to leave.

Because now, in his sea of consciousness, it was about to explode.

If he stayed any longer, he feared he wouldn’t be able to hold back.

While Emperor Ye noticed the affairs here were concluded, he transformed into a breeze and entered the Underworld first to check the situation.

The chaos with the Lin Family on Baixiang Continent was temporarily over.

However, at the Weiwo Orthodox Southeast Headquarters, events were just beginning to unfold.

Bei Mingxin finally arrived at the Southeast Headquarters, and Feng Yun arranged a banquet to welcome him; Bei Mingxin, as a special envoy of the headquarters, was especially amiable this time, smiling at everyone.

His temper was exceptionally good!

It must be said, this might be the only time since the establishment of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect that a headquarters special envoy was so completely down-to-earth over all these years.

Especially towards Feng Yun, Feng Yi, and Feng Er; Bei Mingxin was almost sycophantic.

This left Wu Xiang, the former Southeast Headquarters Chief, with a mix of emotions!

Previously, when he was the Chief, let alone high-level figures like Bei Mingxin, even an ordinary envoy from the headquarters would act as if their eyes were on the back of their heads.

He, as the Chief, almost didn’t even have the right to carry wash water for them.

Now that Young Master Yun arrived, see the extravagance. A headquarters envoy, not to mention a high official like Bei Mingxin, directly traveled thousands of miles to flatter him.

This truly is a case of comparison making one furious.

"The most badass choice in this world is the choice at birth!"

"No wonder some say, if you don’t get the first step right, then everything else will be wrong. I always thought the first step was the first step in striving, but now, at this old age, I realize... that first step they mentioned is the step of being born!"

This grand banquet.

Naturally, it could not exclude the current occupant at the Southeast Headquarters, Sun Wutian, Mr. Sun.

Although Mr. Sun’s mood had not been great lately, feeling rather low and irritable.