From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

"We don't do things against our conscience."

Lu Jin said, "Making money can be done openly and honestly, but what kind of money is it to plunder the people?"

Huang Silang said with a forced smile, "Young hero, these days, I imagine your sect isn't doing too well either, is it? Making money is nothing to be ashamed of!"

"Yes, it's not shabby at all."

Master Tang agreed.

Li Muxuan also noticed that something was wrong with Master Tang at this moment—

Which side are you on?

Jiang Liu, however, said, "It is indeed not shabby, but, Master Tang, aren't you being a bit too dishonest?"

"what happened?"

Master Tang was puzzled, not understanding what Jiang Liu was trying to say.

"Isn't this money meant for suppressing bandits? Why should Master Huang get 50%? Why should the money from the wealthy gentry be returned?"

The series of questions stunned Master Tang and also froze the smile on Huang Silang's face. "Besides, the bandits have already been wiped out, so why bother with any pretext?"

As long as Master Huang and the other gentry make up for the expenses of our early bandit suppression, wouldn't that be enough?

It's no big deal!

Huang Silang: "..."

"What kind of business does Mr. Huang run?"

Jiang Liu asked.

"tobacco."

"So you must have thought that business was badly affected by the bandits outside the city before?" Jiang Liu said. "Now that the bandits are gone, business will definitely pick up again. And the bandits outside the city didn't have much of an impact on the lives of ordinary people in the city, since they didn't have to pay any money."

Huang Silang opened his mouth, somewhat at a loss for words.

Zhang Muzhi chuckled and said, "Young hero, you're right!"

thereafter.

He then said to Huang Silang, "Master Huang, why don't you and the local gentry pool together three million as a thank-you gift to these four young heroes for their bandit suppression? What do you say?"

Huang Silang's lips twitched slightly, but he didn't reply. He just chuckled and poured wine for Jiang Liu, Li Muxuan, Lu Jin, and Ren Jiating.

Jiang Liu, however, placed his hand on the wine glass and said, "Master Huang, you are truly forgetful. Have you forgotten that I don't drink?"

"Snapped!"

Huang Silang seemed to come to his senses, slapped his head, forced a smile, and said with a forced smile, "Look at my memory, I'm getting old, my brain just doesn't work well, I'm forgetful."

Seeing his reaction, Jiang Liu didn't say anything more.

Zhang Muzhi noticed Jiang Liu's deliberate actions and realized that Huang Silang's attitude was slightly different from before, so he tentatively asked Huang Silang, "Master Huang, you said before that you wanted to send a gift to our great hero, why didn't you bring it with you when you changed your clothes?"

"Haha, look at my brain, it just doesn't work. I'll send it after the banquet." Huang Silang followed Zhang Muzhi's words.

Now, everyone else at the table realized that the Huang Silang in front of them was not the same person as the one before.

It's a stand-in!

At this point, there was nothing more to talk about at the banquet. Zhang Muzhi and Master Tang stopped talking and continued eating and drinking.

When Huang Silang tried to speak, they would just respond with two "uh-huhs," completely disregarding him as a human being.

After the banquet.

The stand-in saw everyone out.

At this moment, Zhang Muzhi's brothers jumped out, instantly subdued Huang Silang's double, and then brought out Hu Wan's corpse—

Previously, Zhang Muzhi had used a whistle to produce a special bird call, which was to tell the brothers who were hiding outside to seize Hu Wan's body and deal with the people who disposed of Hu Wan's body.

The local gentry were also taken aback by this scene and were at a loss for what to do.

"Huang Silang, you killed Hu Wan in front of so many local gentry. There are witnesses and physical evidence. What excuse do you have?"

Zhang Muzhi demanded an explanation.

substitute?

Whatever!

He simply wanted to see the reaction of the many local gentry present.

And the local gentry of Goose Town certainly wished for Huang Silang to fall.

Especially the patriarchs of the four major families, who had witnessed Jiang Liu's methods before and were already harboring ambitions, immediately jumped out to support Zhang Muzhi when they saw Huang Silang captured, shouting: "Huang Silang! You killed someone in front of so many of us, what else do you have to say?"

"that is!"

"Surrender now!"

The other wealthy and powerful men also spoke up.

The saying "when the wall falls, everyone pushes it down" couldn't be more true!

"Ha ha!"

Just then, another Huang Silang emerged from the watchtower, accompanied by Hu Qian. He looked at Zhang Muzhi with a mocking expression and said, "The one who committed the murder was my double. What does it have to do with me, Huang Silang?"

In an instant!

The expressions of all the wealthy gentlemen present changed:

broken!

Too early to switch sides!

# Chapter 68 Honesty

"County Magistrate, the man who killed Hu Wan was my double. You may kill him or torture him as you please, but I will not see you off!"

Huang Silang, his face full of pride, glanced at Jiang Liu and sneered, "Little hero, I, Huang Silang, will remember your merits in suppressing the bandits!"

But money—

I won't give out a single cent!

However, the wealthy gentlemen present will definitely contribute three million to thank you for your help in suppressing the bandits!

After being forced by Jiang Liu to drink wine soaked in bullet powder and eat steamed buns stained with human blood and excrement, Huang Silang finally understood something while washing himself.

These four extraordinary individuals are not old, but they cannot be treated like children, especially the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, who cannot be treated with ordinary standards.

But he was certain of one thing: although he dared to use his powers on ordinary people, he would never dare to use them to harm them.

During the banquet, the only person who was injured and died was Hu Wan, and it was Huang Silang who did it!

Once he calmed down, Huang Silang believed he had found Jiang Liu's weakness!

In this Goose City!

He, Huang Silang, is the true ruler!

as predicted.

The wealthy gentry present immediately promised to raise three million taels of silver to give to Jiang Liu and the others in return for their help in getting rid of "Zhang Mazi" in Goose City.

After all, they realized at this moment that Jiang Liu and the others would not stay in Goose City for long. If they could not directly suppress Huang Silang, then even if they could help them for a while, they could not help them forever.

If Huang Silang is still alive after they leave Goose City, then they will still be the ones suffering!

This sudden shift from arrogance to obsequiousness is both laughable and absurd.

But apart from Jiang Liu and Zhang Muzhi, no one could laugh.

After Huang Silang returned to the watchtower and the gentry dispersed, Master Tang glanced at Jiang Liu, then at Zhang Muzhi, and said helplessly, "We messed up."

"Was it smashed?"

Zhang Muzhi smiled and asked in return.

"Smash it."

Master Tang shook his head and sighed.

"Young hero, do you think it's a complete mess?" Zhang Muzhi ignored the opportunistic Master Tang and asked Jiang Liu.

"That's hard to say."

Jiang Liu's words were extremely ambiguous.

"How to say?"

Zhang Muzhi became slightly serious, "I think that at the beginning, after all, Huang Silang's actions made the gentry of Goose City even angrier."

"You are indeed no ordinary bandit."

Jiang Liu looked at him and said, "Tell me your story. I'll go first. I am Jiang Liu, the adopted son of the Ghost Hand King of Quanxing. However, my master has already left Quanxing."

Zhang Muzhi had also heard of Quanxing and knew it was a villainous force in the world of supernatural beings. He nodded slightly and said, "Then let me formally introduce myself. My name is Zhang Muzhi, and I was once a soldier in Cai E's army."

"Soldier? More like general."

Jiang Liu laughed, "Ordinary soldiers don't have your knowledge, ability, or courage."

"Young hero, you are wise!"

Zhang Muzhi offered a compliment, then returned to the matter of dealing with Huang Silang: "The local gentry are already dissatisfied with Huang Silang, and now that he has tricked them with a double, they will surely be even more dissatisfied. Afterwards, someone will definitely contact us in secret to deal with Huang Silang together."

"That makes a lot of sense, but getting their support won't help."

Jiang Liu shook his head. "They can turn against their own side for profit, and they can betray their own side for profit. They can't accomplish anything great. In essence, they are no different from Huang Silang. It's just that their actions are not as serious as Huang Silang's. If you believe them, then you are just repeating what happened in 1911."

Zhang Muzhi's pupils contracted, his eyes became extremely serious, and he clasped his hands in a fist and asked, "Please enlighten me!"

Although the other person was younger than him, at that moment, he felt that the other person knew far more than he did.

"For whom is this change?"

"Home and country".