Chapter 1164: Chapter 9: Life and Death Order! [Extra Chapter for wise Alliance Leader Hai Chen]

"As your team leader, your elder brother, since you call me leader, call me brother, then what I say goes! Anyone dissatisfied? Any objections to my words?" Fang Che asked in a deep voice.

"None!"

Everyone straightened up and spoke together.

Even Dongyun Yu dared not act out of line.

Because Fang Che’s authority now enveloped the whole room. Everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

"Mo Gan Yun!"

"Here!"

"I know you usually like to joke and fight, but... work is work, got it? You’re still the second brother among the guys, so set an example! Understand?"

"Understood! Rest assured, big brother! I’ll definitely..."

"During working hours, call me captain!"

"Rest assured, captain, I will follow any orders!"

"Sit down!"

"Yes, captain!"

"Dongyun Yu!"

"Subordinate here!"

"I know you have personality issues, are prone to arrogance, leading to disunity. But I warn you, if you delay my work during office hours, then you’ll return from whence you came! I can’t beat you to death, but I can dismiss you! Understand?"

"Rest assured, captain, subordin ate dares not!"

"Feng Xiangdong, Xue Wanren!"

"Subordinate here!"

"I know you may feel displeased, but that’s your own issue, and you caused your current situation yourselves, do you admit it?"

"Subordinate admits!"

"Admitting is good. Displeasure, unhappiness, embarrassment, losing face, none of that matters, because we are not only superior and colleagues, but also brothers. All embarrassment will pass, but there cannot be any slack in work! Do you understand?"

"Subordinate understands!"

"Well, outside of work hours, you may horse around all you want; during missions, anything goes. But...should anyone delay the serious tasks, there are military laws among us!"

"Subordinate understands!"

Fang Che delivered an impartial and stern warning, leaving all seven people stunned, their hearts filled with a chill.

"We have seven days to rest, and after that, we’ll immediately proceed with our task. Our scope of work is not as imagined, not just a certain area, much less a specific area in Donghu State or a single city! Rather...it encompasses the entire Southeast!"

Everyone hearing this suddenly froze.

The entire Southeast?

Scope of duties this large?

"Our duties are primarily internal. Dealing with internal defectors of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect is part of the job, but relatively minor. More importantly, we handle injustice throughout the Southeast. We supervise, patrol, and take action...against all officials. Including those in charge of Guardian Hall, Merit Family members, major noble families, and...imperial officials!"

"Wherever there’s injustice, corruption, or unfairness...everything can be decided with one word, with the authority of life and death!"

"Therefore, you were specifically assembled into this team. There are three reasons: first, you’re all talented martial artists with boundless prospects in martial arts, not easily entangled by worldly affairs. Second, you’re all from noble families, already accustomed to the world, less easily swayed by wealth and beauty; third, uphold fairness for the masses, while establishing your own integrity, and your own purpose!"

"Moreover, it’s life experience amid storms, watching coldness and wickedness, accustomed to mortal ugliness!"

"Brothers!"

Fang Che stood up, and unfolded a pair of couplets on the table with a flourish.

Two bold lines appeared before everyone.

"In the turbulence of the world, experience filth and dirtiness, yet reveal the clarity of true self, the purity of original self;

Walk the mortal realm, observe coldness and wickedness, understand the righteousness of true intention, the purity of first intention!"

Everyone felt a tremor in their hearts.

These bold lines held a magnificent sense of righteous grandeur.

Just by looking at these couplets, one can seem to see a great figure in Cloud City gazing expectantly at oneself.

"This was personally written by Ninth Lord! And specifically given to our team as a gift!"

Fang Che said softly: "This is Ninth Lord’s expectation of us. Because we haven’t experienced much, we’re thrown directly into facing wickedness, immersing in filthy work. It is hoped that after this journey, our hearts remain clean, our bodies unstained!"

"This is our cultivation amidst the mortal realm!"

"Either you see too much evil and despair in the mortal world, or you deal with the filth of the world and still see the blue sky atop the clouds!"

Everyone sat up straight.

Each spine at this moment, like a straight sword, shot toward the sky!

A surge of hot blood flowed in their chests, war intent exuberant.

Fang Che silently folded the couplets and handed them to Mo Gan Yun: "Quickly make the words into golden letters and post them on our door. Have the couplets framed, and place them in our briefing room!"

"Yes!"

Mo Gan Yun proudly received it, feeling its immense weight.

"Our principle from now on is grounded in fairness, first and foremost, do not wrongly kill a good person."

Fang Che said solemnly: "This is actually very difficult, because...in the current world, it’s immensely complicated. There’s the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, Guardians, common people, officials, Jianghu people, plus all kinds of folks from the Three Sects and nine branches mixed in."

"Indeed, the base populace most needs our help, and the wealthiest certainly harbor most scoundrels. We acknowledge this, but...other situations must be seen clearly too."

"Not all high-ranking and powerful are bad, nor are all wealthy and influential bullies, nor are all base masses devoid of a few who despise the rich and officials thus causing trouble, manipulating us for some unspeakable purposes!"

Fang Che took out the eight-sided plaques from his bosom.

Scarlet.

On the front, a single word: Kill!

On the back, sword and saber crossed, shimmering.

"These are uniquely ours, the Eight Sided Life and Death Orders! Above, each carries your names! Everyone, pick up one piece."

Fang Che pointed to the ’Kill’ character on his own piece, stating: "Within our scope of responsibilities, there will be no leniency!"

"Simply put...there’s no way but the death penalty, only one word: Kill!"

"No education, imprisonment, exile, banishment, flogging, and so on..."

"No regard for status, no regard for age, no regard for gender or age, no regard for background or power."

Fang Che spoke softly but firmly.

"In simple terms, the above means... we need a completely clean Southeast! Even if there are evil people or evil thoughts, they must be suppressed forever and never dare to show their heads!"

"Do you understand!" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Fang Che shouted loudly.

"Understood!"

The seven people were enthusiastic, responding in unison!

Feng Xiangdong, having experienced more, said: "I have a small question, if it’s a case where the punishment does not fit the crime, youthful ignorance, and many situations where the sentiment is understandable but the actions are unforgivable..."

"That’s not something for us to consider. As for the consequences after killing, that’s also not something for us to consider. We are not involved in any dispute over reason or sentiment."

Fang Che said: "One cut! Understand?"

"No immunity from blame even if many people are involved?" Feng Xiangdong asked.

"Everyone needs to be responsible for their own actions!" Fang Che said coldly: "Yes, there’s no idea of immunity from blame in this case!"

"Understood!"

Feng Xiangdong took a deep breath.

Couldn’t help but grip the sword handle at his waist.

It wasn’t just him who understood.

But everyone understood.

The meaning was, to kill a path to clear skies!

Under this rule, the eight of them probably would become eight Gods of Killing!

No wonder such a small team had been assembled. Just the announcements Fang Che made now would cause quite an uproar if spread!

Moreover, all eight were very certain: other patrols definitely did not have such authority!

"These eight patrol codes are different from other patrols too."

Fang Che handed each a copy, saying: "So, in the next few days, memorize them."

Everyone silently opened their copies to read.

"Any other questions?"

Fang Che asked.

Dongyun Yu raised his hand: "Captain, I have a question."

"Speak!"

"Being a bit cheap, that doesn’t count as guilt, right?"

"Hahahaha..."

Everyone suddenly burst into laughter.

Fang Che couldn’t help but laugh, saying: "As long as you can take a beating, it doesn’t count as guilt!"

Dongyun Yu, reinvigorated, said loudly: "Then I’m fine!"

Mo Gan Yun couldn’t help but twist his neck, the sound of cracking filled the air, his hands rotated his wrists, crack crack...

Gave Dongyun Yu a sidelong glance.

"Better watch out, these brothers aren’t like Wu Zhibing and Jun Hefang."

Fang Che couldn’t help but remind him.

Dongyun Yu said: "I already saw through it, you guys are actually a bunch of rascals... not some hypocrites."

Instantly, everyone glared angrily.

With one sentence, Dongyun Yu managed to offend both groups of people entirely.

"Meeting over, time for the brothers to move around."

Fang Che decisively ended the meeting.

Next moment, just as Dongyun Yu was about to run, he was pinned down.

Six people gathered around, giving him a merciless beating until he was breathless.

Xue Wanren and Feng Xiangdong were particularly heavy-handed.

Didn’t give this newly promoted Fourth Brother any face.

The afternoon was spent quietly studying the code.

As sunset fell, Fang Che suggested they visit the newly purchased little house.

So everyone went along, joking and laughing, with their arms around each other’s shoulders.

And by now, the real estate agency had completed the transaction.

Fang Che picked up the paperwork and took everyone to the front door of the Prince Mansion.

"Here we are."

Mo Gan Yun stood in front of the door, completely dumbfounded, feeling a blank in his mind!

Then the other six exploded into uncontrollable laughter.

"Boss... Is this the small house you mentioned?"

Mo Gan Yun’s eyes nearly popped out: "I swear... your small house is two hundred acres?"

"Yes. It’s not that big."

"Boss, you mean I should take charge of filling and decorating?"

"Yes, it’s not difficult for you, is it?"

"Hehe..."

Mo Gan Yun shook his head repeatedly, his expression extremely crestfallen: "Go ahead and cut off whatever’s valuable on me and sell it. I can’t afford to fix this... This damn thing... I had a feeling there was a pit waiting for me, but I didn’t expect it to be this big..."

Amidst everyone’s laughter, Mo Gan Yun was inconsolably angry: "Boss, you kept saying you’re dirt poor... We won’t hold this bet against you, but is your poverty as profound as this?"

He pointed to the front: "I really didn’t know that in this world there’s a so-called dirt poor person who casually buys a Prince Mansion!"