Chapter 1184: Chapter 15: You Must Return the Validation! Justice Restored! [2-in-1!]

"It’s my duty. Go back."

"Ah... these people, really deserve to die! Deserve to die..."

The three never thought that one day they would run angrily and be scolded, yet they would return without a temper.

But today, that’s exactly what happened miraculously.

Moreover, they did not repeat the last words that shocked their hearts.

Because they knew, these words spoke the truth!

Over there.

Fang Che and his group of four strode toward the square.

Feng Xiangdong, Dongyun Yu, and Qiu Yunshang followed behind, watching Fang Che move forward resolutely, recalling that firm conversation just moments ago.

Though they remained silent, all three felt a fire burning within their hearts.

An unknown feeling filled their hearts, but one thing was common: "This is how men should be!"

Reflecting honestly, if it were their turn, they would ultimately refuse, but would be more tactful. Moreover, there was a subtle feeling of ’regret’ lurking inside.

After all, they were Guardians who risked their lives for the Continent for so many years.

To kill them like this, it’s a pity.

But upon thinking again, Fang Che made sense.

Who doesn’t have parents, sisters, wives, or children?

Today you act this way, tomorrow you can act that way, and the day after you’ll lead many to emulate: if there’s no punishment, why shouldn’t I enjoy after risking my life for so many years?

This is how the downfall begins.

And the ultimate fate will also be sealed from here: as Fang Che said, some indulgences, once begun, can never be stopped.

Then, what awaits them ultimately is still that irreversible cut!

There’s no escape.

At the plaza.

White flags are waving.

The temporary execution ground has been set up.

Numerous people have gathered here.

Among the gathered citizens, many have lost daughters, wives have gone missing, or granddaughters have disappeared.

Each in their eyes has hope, anxiety, fear, anger, and... the numbness to pain that hasn’t dissipated over the years.

The youngest are over thirty, but most have graying hair and faces weathered by the years, eyes clouded.

These are the marks left by years of searching, longing, and despair.

Most elderly coming to reunite with daughters are alone. Because their partners have died on this long journey of searching for family.

As many gather, only the sounds of sobbing fill the air intermittently.

Though somewhat noisy, there’s absolutely no scene of fervor.

For these people know better than ordinary citizens: Officials, power, force, money.

They cannot be provoked!

Do not anger the officials. Do not enrage those with extraordinary power. Do not offend those with power and money.

Once the officials get angry, even if you could have reunited with your daughter, you won’t be able to.

They each craned their necks, eyes burning as they stared at the execution ground and the twenty-two awaiting execution!

In their eyes was extreme hatred and pleasure.

Demons!

You have met your end today!

They feel it’s too few; after so many years and so many heinous crimes, only twenty-two deserve death?

Yet they dare not ask.

Holding this stance and executing these twenty-two already bears immense pressure—something, the elderly seeking family for years, know better than anyone else!

They understand the world’s injustice better than any ordinary person.

Even if the twenty-two don’t face death, a large hand smoothing it all over could make it so with ease.

Executing these is already justice for the people; no further complaints!

They waited quietly.

Suddenly, an imposing sharp momentum surged from outside, piercing the heavens!

Everyone, whether Martial Artist or ordinary person, clearly felt this momentum as sharp as a sword cutting through the skies.

Unable to resist, they turned to look.

Someone outside shouted.

"The execution team is here! Inspector Fang is here!!"

Inspector Fang!

Is it the one who came to Donghu State, dug out the case, and removed this tumor from the mortal world, Inspector Fang?!

Upon hearing these three words.

Suddenly their eyes shone brightly!

It was an extreme reverence.

Because, Inspector Fang, these three words, were the only light they saw after years drifting in endless darkness!

Everyone waited with worshipful gazes.

In the distant crowd, like the deep sea encountering a large ship passing.

Calmly, they parted to the sides.

At the plaza outskirts.

The crowd spontaneously parted.

Leaving a straight path leading directly to the execution ground.

Everyone craned their necks to look.

Seeing within their vision, four young men, straight as swords radiating skyward, striding forward!

Stern-faced, tall and dignified, their steps resounding.

Uniforms neat, cloaks flowing, collars shining, starlight glittering.

They looked like Heavenly Gods, sharp as lightning.

Hands on sword hilts, they marched forward, righteousness clear, fearless!

Just seeing Fang Che first, brought tears to everyone’s eyes.

This... truly is the image of Inspector Fang we imagined!

In our hearts, he is just like this! He is like a dazzling light, shining from our hearts, walking forth.

Turning our dreams into reality.

They eagerly retreated to either side, making way reverently for their deity.