“We have already written to the clansmen to relocate. Sect Leader Ning has also promised to apply for a place for us outside the city as the new sect’s headquarters.”

Inside the clinic, Yang Wudi looked at Leosley sitting opposite him and nodded slightly.

"Duke, we old folks may have to trouble you in the future."

"What are you saying?" Leosley said helplessly. "I already said that you helped the head nurse, so of course I have to do something in return. We're friends, aren't we?"

In fact, Yang Wudi had already naturally placed himself in the position of Leosley's subordinate.

First and foremost, Leosley's character is far superior to Tang San's.

Even though he and Siegwen were exchanging medical knowledge to help each other and neither owed the other anything, Leosley believed that Siegwen had received help and should repay him. His character made Yang Wudi feel ashamed of himself.

Yang Wudi himself believed that his relationship with Xigewen was merely that of doctor and patient. Although Ning Fengzhi had previously said that their cooperation with Xigewen was mutually beneficial, Yang Wudi did not think so.

Even though he received help, Leosley ended up having to "repay the favor." This logic doesn't seem to make sense!
The second point is Leosley's strength. As a strong person, he could bully weak people like him however he wanted, just like those titled Douluo who have a natural sense of superiority over those who are not titled Douluo. But Leosley didn't do that. He treated everyone equally, like friends. This feeling made Yang Wudi feel very comfortable.

It should be noted that before Tang Tian was angered to death by Tang Hao, he had always been good-tempered towards the people of the affiliated clans, whether he was the sect leader of the Haotian Sect or a titled Douluo.

Yang Wudi doesn't demand equality, but at least towards them, shouldn't you think of them as human beings?
Even dogs get dog food when they're just being walked, but the Haotian Sect treats them like they're doing all the work without getting paid.

The third is Leosley's interpersonal relationships.

The Heaven Dou Empire's royal family, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and even the Spirit Hall are all very friendly towards them, which provides a certain guarantee for their future survival.

Yang Wudi's favor was used in this way.

Although his stagnant soul power has begun to show signs of increasing, he is still some distance away from becoming a Title Douluo.

But it will be soon. Once the title is conferred, the safety of the clan can be protected.

His deal with Higewen was to put all the people in the tribe who knew medicine and alchemy into the clinic.

Firstly, for their safety, having a Limit Douluo here means Tang San and his group won't cause them any trouble.

Secondly, I served as a medical worker, assisting Xigewen and the others, which was considered as paying rent.

After all, Yang Wudi didn't believe that with Duke Leosley around, those people would dare to do anything to the people in the clinic.

Or rather, they won't take any action before Tang San becomes a god.

If he really did that, he wouldn't mind letting those people try the poisons made by his Breaking Clan.

"Then I'll have to rely entirely on the Duke's influence from now on," Yang Wudi said, cupping his hands in a respectful gesture.

"It was just a trivial favor." Leosley waved his hand, indicating that Yang Wudi shouldn't take it to heart. "But judging from the way Clan Chief Yang and Clan Chief Niu are acting now, are they still afraid of retaliation from the Haotian Sect?" "That's right. Don't be fooled by the Haotian Sect's seemingly glamorous appearance; they actually have a lot of shady dealings. When Tang Xiao and Tang Hao went traveling back then, they also committed quite a few murders and robberies, but they dealt with them so cleanly that the outside world had no idea." The speaker's tone was tinged with helplessness and irony, as if he were lifting a veil to reveal a hidden secret.

"As for soul bones, the Haotian Sect has always been generous only to its direct descendants. Disciples from affiliated families like ours have absolutely no chance of getting one, no matter how hard you try and how much you contribute, it's all in vain. Actually, in the beginning, our family did submit some medicinal formulas, but unfortunately, we didn't get a single benefit. That's why our family never submitted any more of our family's medicinal formulas to the sect after that." As he spoke, there was a hint of helplessness in his voice, as if he was regretting his past choices.

Niu Gao, who was standing to the side, nodded slightly, seemingly sharing the same sentiment.

“At first, no one really paid much attention, but as time went on and their contributions grew, the Haotian Sect never made any response, so some disciples inevitably felt dissatisfied.” He frowned slightly, recalling that unpleasant past.

"Back when Tang Chen was still around, the Clear Sky Sect was at its peak, with tens of thousands of Soul Masters. Now, only this many remain. It's truly lamentable." Ning Fengzhi shook his head slightly, a hint of helplessness on his face. "Humans are all made of flesh and blood. Even oxen and horses need fodder from their masters, let alone humans."

While Tang Chen's rapid rise brought glory to the Haotian Sect, things gained too quickly are often not cherished. Their perpetually aloof attitude naturally prevented them from truly understanding the complexities of the mortal world and the hardships of human life.

Just like the village chief of Holy Soul Village, in the end, he helped Tang Hao's family so much. Before Tang San was able to take care of himself, he was almost raised by Old Jack.

In the end, all they got was a prize for changing the village's name, and ten thousand years later, the village of Holy Soul no longer existed.

The villagers of Holy Soul Village still haven't received any compensation.

Life goes on as usual.

At least pay back the money Tang Hao owed for drinks!

Leosley was well aware of the character of Tang San and his gang, but as long as they didn't provoke him, why should he bother with them?

"If you all come to Tiandou City, you'll probably be seeing Titan and the others every day!"

Leosley remarked.

Tian Dou City is neither small nor large, and the combined population of its four single-attribute clans is comparable to that of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

How to handle it when that happens is another question.

“It’s alright. I’ve discussed it with Old Goat. From now on, we’ll be strangers. We can greet each other when we meet, but we’ll pretend we don’t know each other. If they ask us to help build houses or something, we won’t do any work without paying them. Even brothers keep clear accounts.” Niu Gao was quite frank.

Titans may be ruthless, but they cannot be unrighteous. Yang Wudi and Niu Gao simply do not consider Titans as friends, not enemies.

"That's good, then we won't have to worry about how to handle these trivial matters anymore." Leosley nodded slightly.

"However, I might be troubling the Duke during this time," Yang Wudi said, somewhat embarrassed.

"It's no trouble at all. In fact, your arrival will allow the head nurse to get some more rest." (End of Chapter)

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