Monarch Night

Yan Beihan was furious: "Are you undermining me?"

This sentence immediately exposed something.

"Undermining you?"

Chen Yin glanced at her, thoughtfully, with a slight bitter smile, said: "Indeed, the ones who interacted with him in the secret realm were your younger brothers."

Yan Beihan took a deep breath, placed her delicate hand on the hilt of her sword, her voice chilling: "Chen Yin, are you trying to trap me with your words?"

Chen Yin retreated ten zhang, smiling: "The future matters will be discussed in the future, Yemo is useful, but that will be decades later. We'll see slowly. It won't be too late then to talk about it."

Yan Beihan snorted and said: "Chen Yin, you know, ever since we were kids, you've been this wishy-washy, and now that we've grown, you've become even more detestable!"

She continued: "Every step you take is calculated, every person you deal with is calculated, aren't you tired?"

Chen Yin laughed heartily: "It's better than being calculated by others. Given our circumstances, how could we not think more? Not only do I think for myself, but I am also thinking for you."

Yan Beihan said coldly: "If you don't scheme against me, I'd be thankful to the heavens, don't trouble yourself thinking for me."

Chen Yin laughed heartily and said: "In six months, the Three Worlds will open again, this time it should be our turn. Will you be leading again then?"

Yan Beihan gritted her teeth and said: "Who leads is decided from above, what do you mean by that?"

The last time when cultivating Gu to become a God, Yan Beihan led the team, and so many were killed; now Chen Yin bringing up the leadership is clearly a bit mischievous.

Chen Yin laughed heartily and said: "Practice your sword well!"

"Mind your own business!"

Yan Beihan said angrily.

Chen Yin had already floated far away.

His laughter could still be heard.

Yan Beihan stomped her foot and bit her lip.

Immediately took out the Communication Jade, and sent a message to Yemo.

"Yemo, what are you doing?"

"Digesting the Water Cloud Sky Fruit."

"..."

Yan Beihan was perplexed.

This kid doesn't know how to talk properly, huh?

"Talk about business!"

"Comparing myself to before to see the beauty improvement."

Bang!

Yan Beihan slammed the Communication Jade again.

Yemo! Damn you!

Go hang out with Chen Yin! I don't want you anymore!

But after thinking for a moment, she picked the Communication Jade back up, swallowed her pride, and sent a message; "Rumor has it Chen Yin sent you something?"

Fang Che was suddenly stunned.

Oh, I see.

Turns out that Hei Yao's name is Chen Yin?

Hearing this name seems quite high-end, huh.

Could it be... a descendant of the legendary Vice Sect Master Chen?

Luckily, my strength was insufficient, or I would have killed him.

"He only mentioned sending me something, but it hasn't arrived yet."

Fang Che said.

"Let me know what he sends once it arrives."

"But I haven't decided if I want it or how to accept it; you know I can't expose myself now, once exposed over a mere gift, I'd be doomed."

"There should be no issue from Chen Yin's side. He has plans for your future, so he won't sell you out now."

"That's your opinion, but right now, I dare not trust anyone. Including you."

"..."

Seeing Yemo's reply, Yan Beihan gritted her teeth as her silver teeth clenched again.

This guy really can't carry on a conversation!

If you hadn't added those last three words, wouldn't it be better!

"Yemo!"

Yan Beihan angrily spoke.

"Mr. Yan, please command."

"Go to hell!"

Crack!

The Communication Jade was thrown again.

Yan Beihan's fury reached the skies: "If I send you another message, I'm a little dog!"

...

Fang Che glanced at his response: No problem at all.

This time I really didn't intentionally anger you.

It's all the truth, isn't it. Can I trust you now?

"Women are truly incomprehensible."

Fang Che then put down the Communication Jade.

Ye Meng brought in the foot bath water.

Fang Che put his feet into the hot water, glanced sideways at Ye Meng, and said: "Ye Meng, I see you've gained a bit these days. Your waist looks thicker."

Ye Meng: "??"

Her pretty face suddenly darkened.

She stealthily tucked her abdomen, stroked it with her hand, grinding her teeth, could it be she's really gained weight?

Biting her tongue, she said: "Perhaps."

Fang Che recalled the conversation with Yan Beihan earlier and couldn't help but sigh: "You know, communication between people is really complex, and even with my nimble mind, I sometimes unknowingly offend people with a remark."

Ye Meng hung her head: "..."

Fang Che said: "Ye Meng, don't I usually speak quite charmingly?"

"Charming? Ha ha..."

Ye Meng dryly chuckled, "Master, are you kidding?"

Fang Che: "???"

A bit confused?

Hesitated for a moment, and said: "I called you fat just now, did I make you angry?"

"Not angry."

"But I was speaking the truth."

"!!!"

Ye Meng, puffing up her cheeks like a baozi, stomped out with heavy steps.

Fang Che sighed.

"Truly… getting sidetracked on the path of witty comebacks, getting further and further away. Maybe Dongyun Yu, that guy, could form a team with me..."

In the next room, Ye Meng lifted her clothes to check, pinched her waist, almost unable to grab any fat.

"Where am I fat?"

...

The Worldwide Escort Agency had a grand opening!

On this day.

Drums were loud, firecrackers were crackling.

Eight dragon dance teams, eight lion dance teams, four opera troupes, it was extremely festive.

All the guests who came to congratulate, whether or not they gave munificent gifts, received a fine small gift each.

Even all the curious children from the neighborhood, each received a bag of candy.

Several nearby inns were booked to entertain guests.

For a time, guests were as abundant as clouds.

It has to be said, because of the presence of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, therefore… in this world, escort agencies are particularly in demand!

Because it's too unsafe.

But business must continue.

Merchants themselves have low or no cultivation and dare not venture out.

So what about goods? The Escort Agency!

Therefore, in this world's escort agencies, besides charging a fee, if goods have any issues, they do not fully compensate.

Generally, they only compensate for seventy percent of the actual value of the goods.

Even so, merchants are drawn to it like moths to a flame.

However, the Worldwide Escort Agency's promise now is to fully compensate!

Such advertisement nearly drove merchants crazy. Almost everyone brought gifts, more or less, to congratulate.

Upon seeing such grand event and strong financial capability, they were all at ease.

Furthermore, when seeing under the Vice Chief of the Escort Agency alone, there were forty heads of the escort, all Martial Marshal level experts, they were thrilled!

It should be noted that in today's escort agencies, apart from those renowned worldwide ones, generally an ordinary Martial General could serve as the chief!

Some small escort agencies could even be managed by an Innate Grandmaster.

Yet this Worldwide Escort Agency, even just the escorts, were already Martial Marshals.

Then what about the Chief?

No wonder they dare to promise full compensation. With such strength, who would dare to rob?

Further discussions revealed it was a sect affiliation, which was even better. Because a sect must have superior experts.

Is this not backing support?

Is this not the security guarantee for our goods?

Thus everyone became even more enthusiastic, and those already engaged in stable cooperation with other escort agencies who just intended to make an appearance, also stayed.

"Starting insurance from ten thousand taels of silver, with no limit."

"No item unprotectable! No path unreachable!"

"Thousands of mountains and rivers, not considered far."

"The ends of the world, not considered arduous."

"In case of loss, fully compensated!"

What a…

Too impressive!

Especially… Steward Fang from the Guardian Hall personally came to congratulate and presented a congratulatory gift, as well as a plaque inscribed "Observing laws while serving the public."

This further pushed the atmosphere to its climax.

Steward Fang, being a public official, naturally couldn't stay long.

But his unrivaled elegance still left the merchants full of praise.

And continued discussing long thereafter.

Steward Fang had left for a long time before Yin Xiu, the Chief of the Escort, finally arrived radiant.

Hearing that Steward Fang had just left, Chief Yin Xiu expressed deep regret.

He was regretful for not being able to meet the legendary rising star of the Guardian Hall, the number one Steward.

The Chief of the Escort was quite formidable; although slightly lacking in looks, his aura as a martial expert was evident to all.

"I am Yin Xiu, known as the Nine-Ring Saber. Greetings, everyone!"

"Our Worldwide Escort Agency is…"

"Everyone rest assured, goods arriving with us are absolutely secure, but let's put it upfront, some cheap goods... ha ha, aren't really worth it, right…"

"Thus, we insure starting from ten thousand taels of silver; limited to within a radius of five hundred li. For long distances, insurance starts at goods worth ten thousand taels. Our commission is based on the value of the goods, of course, it's not limitless, so the commission cap is ten thousand taels. In other words, even if you're transporting goods worth a billion, our fee is ten thousand taels."

"It's high, but the safety assurance! Everyone understands!"

"Starting today, we are officially open, hoping for everyone's continuous support; even if there's no business, it doesn't matter, let's just be friends."

"Folks, the feast is ready, let's toast! Until we're drunk!"

"Howl, until we're drunk!"

Over there, boom boom clang, boom boom clang...

The joyous rhythm continued the whole day, and even until nightfall, the theater troupe was still performing.

Not until almost midnight did it finally end.

A prosperous scene.

The feast hadn't ended, yet six orders had already been received.

The next morning.

Vice Chief Zheng Yunqi had already arranged for six batches to set off.

They even equipped with messengers, escort masters, team physicians, escort flags, escort vehicles—everything, all thanks to the substantial aid from thirty-six stores of the Baiyun State sub-branch of the Yixin Sect!

Each group had two Marshal levels, two Grandmasters, sufficient martial strength.

Out of town in grand procession.

Immediately, twelve Marshals headed out to earn money.

But before leaving, all left a message: We must retaliate against those who reported us!

We vow to avenge this grievance.

Due to this issue.

Eight more orders were taken, and after sending out sixteen more individuals, twenty-eight Marshals had been dispatched.

Zheng Yunqi dared not dispatch any more.

Leaving fourteen people behind, discussing how to take revenge.

Most of the reckless impulsive ones had been sent out, those left were more mature, and at least, those who had a bit of brains.

"Let's discuss how to retaliate against the reports."

"This matter should take precedence over transporting goods!"

"Failing to avenge this grudge, I cannot swallow this anger."

Zhao Wushang said fiercely.