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Chapter 422 Debate
The sword was so fast that few people could even react in time.

A blurry silver light flashed by, and when I looked again, my vision was filled with blood.

The next moment, an arm slammed onto the table with a 'thud,' and blood gushed out. It took the person involved several seconds to come to their senses.

Then came heart-wrenching screams.

"My hand, fucking chopped off my hand!!"

The sound was so shrill that it completely betrayed any trace of the smugness and self-satisfaction he had just displayed.

Zhou You simply sheathed his sword, then calmly sat back down, casually watching the farce unfold.

As the saying goes, the pain of losing an arm is almost excruciating, not to mention that there was no technology for limb suturing in this era. The thought that he would only be a disabled person afterward made the dentist's eyes turn bloodshot in an instant.

He had already planned it all out. The White Gate had to perform a ritual before they could cast a spell, and the Prostitute Gate was not good at direct confrontation. Even if something unexpected happened and a new Pi Gate came along, these guys would be useless if they didn't set up a stage. So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he felt he could provoke them without any restraint and without worrying about being retaliated against.

Who would have thought that the newcomer would be so unethical, actually resorting to violence!

What's even more infuriating is that none of the useless people he hired at such a high price could stop him!

The broker, clutching his bleeding wound, roared.

"What are you still looking at? Kill them!"

However, the goldsmith frowned and said in a low voice.

"This is against the rules. Bloodshed is allowed within the guild, but death is not permitted. Besides, that guy is no pushover; judging from his swordsmanship, he seems..."

But the brokers, already consumed by rage, disregarded everything else and just shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Kill them!!"

This time, a few hotheads finally ran out from behind, but Zhou You didn't draw his sword. Instead, he glanced at the woman next to him.

The beautiful woman, who was also seething with anger, snorted coldly, but before she could be seen making any move, a melodious zither tune suddenly rang out.

The next moment, the faces of those hotheads suddenly flushed red, and no matter how much the brokers cursed them, they didn't move an inch—then, they hurriedly took off their clothes, as if they couldn't contain themselves any longer, and in front of everyone...
He licked his anus.

The scene was truly unbearable to look at, and everyone turned their eyes away, except for Han Lu, whose eyes were shining brightly for some reason. In the end, the goldsmith couldn't stand it anymore and kicked those bastards away.

The faces of the people in the brothel alternated between pale and green—the white was due to massive blood loss, while the green was entirely due to anger!
"A bunch of idiots. Pure idiots!"

He trembled with his only remaining hand, and was about to let the others go up, but soon he found that the others were as if they had been frozen in place, and suddenly became quiet.

"What are you all standing there for? Charge! There are too many of us, we'll crush those few pieces of trash!"

Of course, in some respects, what he said wasn't wrong.

But at that moment, someone casually placed the two swords on the table and then ripped off his mask.

Ever since.

A face that always wore a smile, and wasn't particularly handsome, appeared before everyone.

The room fell silent; you could hear a pin drop. Only the man with the gaping jaw, blinded by rage, continued to roar.

However, his voice soon subsided.

As if he had finally realized something, he ignored his wounds, stared at Zhou You's face, and then uttered a sentence with difficulty.

"Are you the White Clan disciple known throughout the world, the one who plotted to kill Yu Sanzhi, the one whose identity is now known as the bodyguard Feng Er Ye?"

Zhou You laughed.

"It hasn't come to that point. But if you're asking whether it's this person, then it is indeed me."

The man's mouth trembled, and after a long while, he roared in shock and anger.

"Weren't you supposed to be on the expedition with Governor Yuan? What are you doing here!"

Zhou You turned his head and asked his master with a completely innocent expression.

"Old man, is that true?"

Old Li spread his hands even more innocently.

"How would I know? I told you to come here and meet up as soon as possible. How would I know what Yuan Da Nao really said?"

Seeing this blatant charade, the man in the tooth socket couldn't catch his breath and immediately choked and fainted.

Only then did Zhou You clasp his hands in a fist salute to everyone and smile.

"Excuse me, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Zhou You, a disciple of the White Gate, and I am a student of Li Xiangming. I would like to greet you all."

Honestly, his behavior was extremely presumptuous.

Normally, in such a gathering, unless the previous generation has all died out and the next generation has only one successor, one is not qualified to announce one's name.

But now no one dares to raise any objections.

Looking at that overly young face, there were only anxious whispers around the table.

"This is the one who killed the Great Shaman Suri Le."

"Most of the evil sects in the North also died at his hands."

"Didn't that bastard say he absolutely wouldn't come? Otherwise, I wouldn't have come either."

"What are you talking about? Me too."

Even just standing there, he seemed like a pillar of strength, drawing everyone's attention.

Even though his own troops were in disarray, the goldsmith remained calm and sat there, then bowed to Zhou You and said...

"My name is Jin Yan. I'd like to thank you, young brother."

Zhou You smiled in response.

"Young man, I've met the Jin family's leader before, but this seems to be our first meeting. May I ask where this Xie comes from?"

Even though they were on opposing sides, Jin Yan still spoke earnestly.

"Thank you, Brother Xie, for getting rid of this scourge, Yu Sanzhi, and bringing peace back to the North."

After saying this, the huge man stood up and, disregarding age and social status, actually bowed respectfully to Zhou You.

But before Zhou You could return the greeting, the man plopped back down and spoke again.

"But one thing at a time, young brother, your act of killing the thief is indeed a great deed, but although Cheng Yatou's words were offensive, he should not have ended up crippled and dying. Please give an explanation for this."

This person is far more difficult to deal with than that weirdo.

Zhou You glanced at Old Man Li.

Old Man Li coughed lightly and then spoke slowly.

"Young people are naturally proud, so I'll apologize on his behalf to this servant. But then again, in our unwritten rules among all sorts of people, what crime is it to insult one's father to his face?"

—What does this have to do with following the rules?

Just as everyone was puzzled, the Taoist priest sitting in the first seat spoke again.

"To publicly humiliate one's father or mother is a grave taboo in the code of filial piety. As a son, one can retaliate in any way one pleases, and the sect to which the offender belongs shall not pursue the matter." Upon hearing this, Old Man Li stroked his beard and continued.

"That's settled then. As the saying goes, a master is like a father. I've been cursed by this bastard for three whole days, and I've endured it like a coward. But my disciple, in his haste to protect me, took action. Isn't that perfectly normal?"

"Can"

But Jin Yan had only just begun when Old Man Li laughed again.

"Besides, this guy isn't dead yet, he just lost an arm. He can be bandaged up quickly and won't die—of course, if you keep dragging this out, things might get complicated. And besides, you didn't say a word when he was cursing me, so why are you jumping out to uphold justice now that we've fought back according to the rules?"

As expected of an old fox, Jin Yan was rendered speechless with just a few words. He could only exhale and have the man with the tooth removed before continuing.

"Since that's the case, there's nothing more I can say. Let's move on to the next question."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhou You again.

"Excuse me, Mr. Zhou—no, let's follow the proper etiquette and say Mr. Zhou—what brings you here?"

Zhou You laughed.

"Naturally, just like my master, I came here to stop that Empress Dowager."

"I've already said that, you have no evidence, so..."

But Zhou You suddenly interrupted him seriously.

"Yes, we do not have any evidence."

"You admit it? Then..."

But before Jin Yan could finish speaking, Zhou You continued.

“But I don’t have it, but Master Feng does.”

For an instant.

The scene fell silent for the third time.

Zhou You was also very satisfied with the scene.

This is not a debate, nor is it bargaining; it is a life-or-death struggle between the two sides.

Therefore, the key is to press forward relentlessly and not give the other party any chance.

The discussion with Old Man Li before coming here was like this, the reason for wearing a mask to hide my identity was like this, the reason for drawing my sword and injuring people on a whim was like this, and the reason for bringing up the name of Master Feng Er now is also like this.

As expected, upon hearing this renowned name that resounded throughout the north, Jin Yan was taken aback, and even straightened his posture slightly before respectfully speaking.

"What does this have to do with Master Feng?"

Zhou You smiled, then looked around and said loudly.

"—Do you all know that Master Feng, knowing he was in a death trap, still led his men into the Qing army's encirclement?"

This time, everyone looked completely bewildered.

They did know that Master Feng was killed by the Qing Dynasty, and they also knew that his death was what truly spurred the revolutionaries to rise up against the Qing, but no one had heard of the various reasons behind it.

But the problem is, travel is different.

He was Feng Qianlin's bodyguard, the one who protected him until the very end and witnessed Feng Qianlin's sacrifice, so whatever he said was irrefutable evidence.

Even if it's a complete lie.

Zhou You sighed silently.

Shang Jun, I'm sorry, but I did this because of your last wish.

Besides, you lied to me before, so this counts as settling the score, doesn't it?

After silently apologizing to that person, Zhou You cleared his throat and continued.

"Because Master Feng knew perfectly well that the old lady on the dragon throne had been driven to the brink and was preparing to drag everyone down with her, he desperately tried to lead people into the capital—unfortunately, he ultimately failed."

He glanced at the others, but before any rebuttal could be uttered, he continued.

"Of course, you can say that you should continue to hide in the deep mountains and forests. But I can tell you clearly that what that old lady is doing this time is thousands or even tens of thousands of times bigger than what that one did in Hou Qi. If she succeeds, the entire Divine Continent, and even the surrounding areas, will instantly become a demonic realm under the control of the extraterrestrial demons. You will have nowhere to hide."

Finally, the final conclusion was reached.

"So, I'm giving you two choices now: either wait to die, where your souls will suffer endless torment after death, or rise up in rebellion and make a final stand against that old lady on the dragon throne. That's all I have to say. Choose for yourselves."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

Of course, few people would believe Zhou You's words alone, but the connection to Master Feng Er is significant.
Moreover, Feng Erye's final actions were exactly as he had said. Could it be that...
Seeing that everyone had fallen silent, Zhou You also stopped talking.

To be honest, he didn't have high hopes for these few hasty words, thinking that there would be a long wrangling afterward, but now it seems that two things have exceeded his expectations.

One reason was that Feng Qianlin's reputation seemed to be much greater than he had imagined, to the point that the name alone was enough to intimidate many people. The other reason was that his act of killing Yu Sanzhi's gang seemed to have added a lot of prestige to him.

These few words alone have already caused many people to waver.

Jin Yan was frowning and deep in thought—but just then, a sinister voice suddenly spoke up from the side.

“What Mr. Zhou said is indeed true, but I have another question for you.”

Zhou You looked over and saw only an old man dressed in a brocade robe.

Hanlu then leaned closer and whispered an explanation in his ear.

"That's Old Ge from the Dog-Beating Clan. A few years ago, they suffered a great misfortune, almost wiping out the entire clan, leaving only him alive. Moreover, he was one of the main opponents."

Zhou You nodded, and then said.

"I wonder what advice this gentleman may have?"

Old Ge, with his lifeless eyes, spoke slowly.

"I wouldn't presume to offer guidance, but I do have a small problem."

"Please say."

"According to my investigation, Mr. Zhou, you were originally just an ordinary refugee. Later, I don't know how, you became Li Xiangming's subordinate. It was only for a few months at most. So I'm quite curious, Mr. Zhou, where did your exquisite swordsmanship and the talisman techniques I've heard about come from?"

The words were phrased tactfully, but the meaning was quite clear.

—You mysterious fellow, with some unknown supernatural powers, did you come here on purpose to harm us?
Seeing that things were about to get chaotic again, Old Man Li gripped the soul-summoning banner tightly and then prepared to speak.

“I can vouch for my apprentice.”

However, at that moment, another voice suddenly drowned it out.

The words were calm and composed, yet conveyed an undeniable sense of authority.

"If that's all there is to it, I can attest to it."

“This Mr. Zhou is following the lineage of our Shangqing Sect.”

(End of this chapter)