bookrebus Chapter 715 Crisis (2)
Chapter 715 Crisis (2)
Chapter 715 Crisis (Part Two)
Hearing the seriousness in Zhong Han's tone, Han Yi sat up straight and became serious.
"The Ten Thousand Beasts Sect... to outsiders, it seems to be flourishing and powerful, with a considerable status and influence... but in reality, its apparent glory is merely a facade; it's actually undermining its foundation, and it's not a good thing at all..."
Zhong Han sighed.
"We're powerful now, full of arrogance, and few in the Huayang area dare to provoke us. But all of this... is an illusion, nothing more than a fox borrowing the tiger's might, wearing a thin veneer, and borrowing the prefectural army's power. One day, once we lose power..."
At this point, she stopped.
His gaze was like still water, filled with waves of sorrow. "I understand..." Han Yi nodded slowly. "What I fear is that one day, our Ten Thousand Beasts Sect will lose its purpose, and Fan Hongchou will likely abandon us after using us... the outcome won't be good..."
Within the sect, quite a few high-ranking members have actually seen the current crisis.
The external environment is hostile, and wolves are lurking all around.
So-called allies are also rife with undercurrents and ulterior motives.
The foundation of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect originated from Jingtian Manor.
When they gain power, the government weakens.
This is a contradiction that arises from the very beginning due to different backgrounds.
They are irreconcilable.
No one can solve it.
Currently, due to Fan Hongchou's offer of amnesty, they are barely united, and their relationship is ultimately not close enough. In the Huayang area, all martial arts forces have been completely wiped out.
Should the last martial arts sect, the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, relinquish its inheritance and completely submit to the government?
Ask yourself.
Han Yi was unwilling.
"Therefore, since there is a crisis lurking that cannot be resolved... then when these senior disciples are in trouble, we must not only help them, but also spread the word so that everyone knows!"
Zhong Han continued.
"When outsiders hear the name 'Ten Thousand Beasts Sect,' their first reaction isn't admiration, trust, or friendliness, but rather fear, dread, and panic. They see it as a venomous snake, something to be avoided at all costs. Since that's the case, then we might as well be completely forceful..."
A resolute glint flashed in her eyes.
"While we're riding high right now, we'll help our senior disciples in need if we can. Our reputation is already bad, so we'll just be fiercely protective and domineering to the end. Anyone who disagrees will be eliminated! Firstly, if we lose power later, we'll have one less enemy; secondly…"
"Since my reputation is already bad, I might as well just be protective and domineering to the end. I don't need to care about other people's opinions. On the contrary, I will gain the favor of many senior disciples and have more goodwill."
"Um…..."
Han Yi rubbed his forehead and began to think carefully.
Indeed, at first, he was only considering the simple gains and losses.
Therefore, all they could think of was how to reverse their reputation.
As Zhong Han said, let's think about it from a different perspective.
Even if it's just to protect our own, as long as we're loyal to the Myriad Beasts Sect, we should lend a hand even if we've never been through thick and thin together.
Putting aside everything else, the senior disciples who received help would naturally be extremely grateful, their faces streaked with tears. This should continue indefinitely.
To outsiders, they give the impression of being domineering and extremely protective of their own.
They subtly won people's hearts and minds, uniting them to work outwards.
This is equivalent to taking an extreme approach to the end.
Over time, it will also generate a group of fans.
Of course, this is not without its drawbacks.
It is very likely that some disciples will take advantage of their status, act recklessly, and swagger around the market.
But there really is no other way.
If such a thing really happens, it can only be dealt with according to the sect rules.
It was a last resort.
Han Yi still felt...
The art style is a bit off...
When he's fighting his own enemies, he doesn't resemble a dashing swordsman at all. This has even caused the entire sect's path to begin to deviate.
It doesn't seem like a prestigious and upright sect.
It's more like an evil force in a novel, used by the protagonist as a whetstone to hone their skills.
“Senior sister is right, then we’ll listen to you…” Han Yi sighed. “Things have come to this point, we can’t just stand by and watch things worsen and remain indifferent…”
“In that case, I’ll go tell Huang Rong that I want to see you,” Zhong Han said with a smile. “Her request probably isn’t unreasonable. Helping her out is no big deal.”
She is still the same kind-hearted person.
Seeing Huang Rong kneeling on the ground in a disheveled state, covered in sweat, he couldn't bear it in the end.
Even though my own life isn't great, I still feel pity when I see people who are worse off than me.
If she can lend a hand, she will. Besides, she's already looked into Huang Rong's situation.
For Han Yi now, it's really nothing.
The door opened and closed.
thump thump thump...
There was another knock on the door.
"Please come in," Han Yi said loudly.
crunch.
The door opened and closed.
“I…” Huang Rong stood at the doorway and quickly glanced at Han Yi.
"Hmm...long time no see. When I saw you yesterday...I thought I had mistaken you for someone else. You haven't changed at all...By the way..." She stammered, her body trembling slightly, as if she didn't know what to say.
Indeed, when they last met, Han Yi was just an inner court disciple, a complete novice. Several years have passed since then.
The other party had become the leader of a sect. He was just sitting there dressed in black, and he naturally exuded an aura of majesty and dominance. The aura of a superior was overwhelming.
And she.
She was just a daughter-in-law from a small family.
It is even highly likely that they will soon become destitute and end up on the streets.
"What is it? Sit down and we'll talk." Han Yi lied without batting an eye. "I wasn't here this morning, please don't mind."
“How could that be… Your status is different now… It’s perfectly normal for you to be busy. I’m already grateful that you could take the time to see me.” Huang Rong calmed herself down and sat down opposite Han Yi.
But once she sat down, her mind was a jumble of thoughts, and though she had a lot to say, she couldn't find the words to express them.
The air fell silent. "I heard about your situation from my senior sister..." Han Yi finally spoke, breaking the silence, "I heard you offended the second young lady of the Hu family and got into big trouble?"
The beautiful, slender girl I remember is now dressed as a young married woman.
Her hair was styled in a bun, and she wore a pair of gold rings on her hands. Her figure was much fuller and more mature than before.
Only those big eyes, as always, remained filled with confusion about the future.
"It's about this..." Huang Rong nodded slightly, paused for a moment, and organized his thoughts.
"In terms of fault, it is my Feng family who was at fault first. But the punishment... is a bit too harsh... We've already paid compensation, and we've handed over the person who harassed her, so why... implicate others...?"
Her tone was low, revealing emotions she couldn't suppress.
"What the Hu family did... I can't control that, and it's none of my business." Han Yi shook his head. "So your Feng family's demands are very simple: pay the compensation that is due, find out who made the mistake, punish only the ringleader, and don't involve others."
“Yes… that’s the request…” Huang Rong asked timidly, “Is it… a bit difficult?”
"The key is not the level of difficulty. As long as the Hu family agrees, it's easy. If they insist, there's nothing I can do."
Seeing the hope in Huang Rong's eyes, Han Yi calmly said, "How about this, I'll go to the Hu family and say hello, and see what they say. Just a heads-up, I can't guarantee it will work."
"..." After saying that, Huang Rong was stunned for a moment, then realized, "I understand... I understand... We've come all this way, if this still doesn't work, I can only blame my bad luck."
As she spoke, she burst into tears of joy, tears streaming down her face.
She had contacted countless people and made numerous connections regarding the Feng family's matter.
There was nothing she could do. This time, she abandoned her last shred of dignity and went to Han Yi.
Although the other party did not make a direct promise.
But she knew that if Han Yi agreed, it was almost certain that the deal would go through.
"It's nothing, no need to get so worked up." Han Yi picked up a tissue and handed it to her. "Don't cry. If someone sees you crying, they might say I'm bullying you."
"I...I..." Huang Rong's eyes were red-rimmed, and she frantically wiped away her tears, her voice trembling with sobs, "I'm sorry, I just couldn't control myself..."
After a long while, she bit her lip and wiped away her tears before she could calm down.
"Thank you so much, I will never forget this kindness, and one day..."
Huang Rong stood up and bowed respectfully.
He was only halfway through his sentence when he suddenly stopped and couldn't continue.
How could she ever repay the kindness that saved her entire family?
wealth?
The Feng family's meager funds are nothing short of laughable.
Favor?
This is utter nonsense. Given Han Yi's current status, what does the Feng family's favor even matter?
As for martial arts techniques, rare treasures, and divine weapons, the Feng family could find them, and the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect would certainly have no shortage of them either.
So Huang Rong was stunned and didn't know what to say.
"Alright, I'm helping you not to take advantage of your kindness, don't overthink it." Han Yi gazed at her intently, his tone calm. "Since there's nothing else, let's leave it at that for now. I'll send someone to let you know when I get news." "I know, but I'll feel guilty if I don't do something..." Huang Rong bit her lip, her breathing becoming rapid.
Her mind was filled with the words her husband had spoken the night before.
Her face flushed instantly, her legs pressed tightly together, and she couldn't help but lower her head.
Although Huang Rong looked slightly haggard and her makeup was smudged, her charm remained undiminished.
Especially if one wants to look beautiful in mourning attire, a simple white outfit, with tears streaming down one's face, evokes even more romantic thoughts.
"Since I have no way to repay you, then..."
Huang Rong closed her eyes and suddenly unbuttoned her clothes, revealing most of her shoulders and a small portion of her white breasts.
Swish.
Suddenly, a gentle force struck out, catching Huang Rong off guard and propelling him forward.
Before she could even react, her body involuntarily pulled her outside.
Bang! ! !
The room door was suddenly slammed shut.
"If you had such a mindset when you were practicing martial arts, you probably wouldn't be in this situation today," Han Yi said calmly.
The sound penetrated the doorway without diminishing at all, as if it were being spoken right in front of him.
"Go ahead. Let's treat each other as classmates who once struggled together, respect each other, and please don't insult me."
Huang Rong looked ashamed. She wanted to say something and took a step forward.
But as soon as they stepped out, they felt an invisible wall of energy appear in front of them, completely blocking their way forward.
Left with no other option, Huang Rong stood outside the room and called out to the inside.
"Our Feng family will remember this kindness for generations to come. No matter what the future holds, if any disciple of the Myriad Beasts Sect is in trouble, we can't guarantee anything else. A bowl of hot noodles, a bowl of hot soup, and a clean set of clothes will always be enough."
She took a step back, bent over, lowered her head, and bowed respectfully.
This continued for quite a while, with no one responding, as if there was no one in the room at all.
Helpless, Huang Rong showed a hint of apology on his face and slowly turned to leave.
However, she could still recall Han Yi's words from earlier.
At that time, she had already touched upon the key to true martial arts skills... If she persisted...
So, will she have a better future now?
Relying on this or that is never as reliable as having strong personal abilities.
For some reason, she remembered her last meeting with Han Yi.