The reasoning Fang Che presented, they had never thought of before.

They always believed that the team they gathered was their own strength, and dispersal would weaken it, wouldn’t it?

But considering it from Fang Che’s perspective, he keeps the entire realm in view.

What he sees is not merely a brotherly team, but how many talents the Guardian Continent needs!

"Boss, your vision already encompasses the entire picture."

This remark surprised both Qiu Yunshang and Feng Xiangdong because it actually came from Dongyun Yu.

"Far from it."

Fang Che shook his head: "Don’t flatter me randomly, if you daze me with it, you gain nothing."

"I don’t understand. Why is it that you, Boss, always think from a perspective of greater righteousness that we cannot reach, even though we are in the Guardian ranks, we cannot do so? Every time we need you to enlighten us?"

Feng Xiangdong really couldn’t understand.

Where did my education fall behind?

Why can’t I achieve it?

"Because, I merely regard the Wei Wo Zheng Sect as the enemy."

Fang Che said frankly: "If my goal were to dominate the realm, naturally I’d proceed in another direction. But with my goal being solely the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, I wish everyone to start from the overall situation."

"No one should worry about how their own power might be damaged. Instead, hope for the more experts capable of handling things on their own, everyone possessing leadership abilities, everyone can gather their own faction, to jointly tackle Wei Wo Zheng Sect!"

"If I keep all seven of you by my side, our power will grow to be very advanced and strong, but it’ll only be one group of people."

"However, if each of you goes out, you can cover eight directions’ talents, becoming eight powerful groups... If you act like me, then there’ll be even more!"

"We don’t need everyone to become Ninth lord, commanding experts like moving an arm, because we cannot achieve that. But... we can try to make ourselves become people like Lord Dao or Lord Jian."

"With Ninth lord above, do we still need each of us to develop our own power? If we hand over the power to him, he’ll distribute it better."

The tone in Fang Che’s voice carried an unparalleled trust in Dongfang Sansan.

"Boss, haven’t you thought of becoming a local big shot yourself?"

Feng Xiangdong asked.

"If... after Wei Wo Zheng Sect is gone and everyone still has interest... at that time, if I’m still around..."

Fang Che frowned, looking deeply into an unknown distance, softly, uncertainly said: "...then perhaps... maybe?..."

Dongyun Yu boldly wrapped one arm around Fang Che and Feng Xiangdong’s necks, saying: "Don’t listen to Boss Fang’s nonsense, in such a time, let alone have him become the realm’s dominator or hold his own ground... at that time, it’ll be difficult even to find him. You may never hear his name again in this lifetime."

"This guy definitely doesn’t know where to hide away to enjoy life..."

Indeed, Dongyun Yu’s words hit Fang Che in the heart.

If peace truly prevails across the world, who on earth would be interested in fighting and killing? To even come out to dominate and reign over an area...

Isn’t that tiring?

"Rest for these two days, wait for Mo Gan Yun to return, and then study the next action plan."

Fang Che said, looking at the late hour, asking: "Who’s treating tonight?"

Dongyun Yu and Qiu Yunshang said in unison: "Feng Xiangdong!"

"Alright! Find a place to eat!"

The Five Lords and Nine Minions, fourteen people, set off grandly to eat.

There is certainly envy from some.

This group has plenty of money, always eating good food, naturally, there are many wanting to share a bit of it.

"Captain Fang, heading for food?" someone tried to cozy up.

"Yes, yes, are you off duty too? Hurry home for dinner, home meals are more comforting. I won’t call you, lest I delay your enjoyment of family bliss."

"...Bah, you ostentatious lot!"

The people left despondently.

Ye Meng and others had their heads down, laughing with shoulders shaking. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Dongyun Yu couldn’t help but remark: "Boss, I’ve got to learn well from you in the future."

Qiu Yunshang cast a sidelong glance: "Boss is indeed skilled with the sword, pretty brilliant, worth learning well."

Fang Che felt something off about these words, turned Qiu Yunshang’s ear: "I allow you to reorganize your words."

"Boss Fang is our role model!" Qiu Yunshang begged for forgiveness.

"Hmph."

They walked out of the Sixth Patrol Team, strolled onto the street.

Many people were already not too unfamiliar with the faces of Fang Che and others.

They greeted; although in the eyes of Jianghu Martial Artists, this was but a butcher, however, in the eyes of the citizens, this was a True God.

Passing slowly along, the fragrances of various foods wafted deeply.

Restaurants stood in lines, pancakes filled the streets.

The little guys all were sniffing.

Their eyes darted around.

Fang Che lagged a few steps, walked together with the little guys, saying: "What are you all thinking? Ren Chun, you tell me."

Ren Chun’s voice sank a bit, saying: "Big Brother, I recalled when we were begging before, back then... entering this street, seeing so many delicious foods."

"The belly growling like thunder, hungry to the point the eyes blurred, at that time just thinking...this whole street, this entire city...so many delicious foods, yet not a bit could enter our stomachs."

"No matter which shop front, no matter which stall side, invariably what greeted us was the same word: Scram!"

Ren Chun spoke lowly, the other seven little guys all had reddened eyes.