Chapter Forty-One: How Hypocritical Humanity Truly Is!

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After Yang Ye left the Jiang family estate with his people, the onlookers and the sharp-nosed reporters from Xiajing, who had been following the commotion, swarmed into the grounds. The manor was strewn with corpses. Grisly photographs and video clips were quickly spread across the internet.

This was, without doubt, a sensational piece of news!

Every newspaper and news channel in China began reporting on the incident immediately.

“The Star Martial Administration wipes out the entire Jiang clan—Is this the return of justice, or the annihilation of humanity?”

“Northeast Division of the Star Martial Administration cracks down on tax evasion with an iron fist!”

“Newly appointed Inspector Ye orchestrates a massacre!”

For a time, every news portal was dominated by these lurid headlines.

To ordinary people, it was nothing more than the latest topic of idle conversation. But to the great cultivation clans—especially those in the Northeast—the significance was entirely different.

If Ye Tianzu had the strength to obliterate the Jiangs, he certainly had the strength to wipe them out as well!

The upper echelons of the Star Martial Administration, along with several members of the National Assembly, convened at once to discuss how to handle the incident.

Since the incident broke, District Chief Luo Wu’s phone had been ringing off the hook.

All the calls were from the heads of various clans and members of the National Assembly.

Exasperated, Luo Wu simply turned off his phone.

“Chief, Inspector Ye has really landed us in trouble this time!” said Wang Xiang, watching Luo Wu’s back as he gazed out over Xiajing from a small manor in the district.

The moment Wang Xiang heard of Yang Ye’s annihilation of the Jiang family, he rushed to Luo Wu’s residence.

“Yes,” Luo Wu replied with a troubled face. “I never imagined that kid had the strength to take out four Star Realm experts in a single blow. I underestimated him.”

“What do we do now? Headquarters keeps calling, demanding an explanation.” Wang Xiang fixed his gaze on Luo Wu’s back.

Luo Wu didn’t explode as Wang Xiang had expected, but paced back and forth, betraying his inner anxiety.

As Luo Wu’s secretary, Wang Xiang naturally understood his intentions in employing Yang Ye.

Luo Wu had meant to use Yang Ye, this brash newcomer unafraid to cross the Jiangs, to stir up trouble for the clans, who would then come running to him. In turn, Luo Wu could leverage the incident at the upcoming elections, ensuring the clans continued to support his bid to remain as chief of the Northeast District.

Of course, before that, according to the clans’ wishes, the newly appointed Inspector Ye would have to be dealt with.

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This was a standard tactic among the powerful.

But Luo Wu hadn’t expected this reckless Ye to actually have the strength to exterminate the Jiangs!

The situation had spiraled far beyond Luo Wu’s calculations.

As Luo Wu fell silent, frowning in thought, Wang Xiang’s phone suddenly rang.

The call was from someone within the Administration. At such a time, it had to be important.

After answering, Wang Xiang’s eyes widened at once.

“What is it?” Luo Wu asked, noticing the change in Wang Xiang’s expression.

“Chief, Inspector Ye just handed over five hundred billion martial coins to headquarters. He said it was to recover the Jiang family’s tax debt for the state, including fines and penalties,” Wang Xiang replied.

“Damn it!” Luo Wu cursed, slamming his palm down and shattering the stone railing before him.

Wang Xiang frowned. “Chief, this Ye fellow is clearly disregarding your authority!”

Luo Wu paced a few more times, then quickly took out his phone, turned it back on, and dialed a number.

When the call went through, Luo Wu smiled and said, “Mr. Speaker, this is Luo Wu. Sorry to disturb you. As chief of the Star Martial Administration’s Northeast Division, I’d like to petition for a commendation for Inspector Ye Tianzu. Yes, that’s right—it was on my directive. Under my orders, Inspector Ye pursued the recovery of back taxes and achieved a major breakthrough…”

Listening to his superior’s words, Wang Xiang felt his cheeks burn with shame.

He suddenly realized that Inspector Ye was not as foolish as he’d thought. Turning over five hundred billion martial coins—how many hearts had that won over?

Though the power of the great clans had corroded China’s institutions, there were still officials of integrity, who detested the cancerous cultivation families.

Speaker Tian Zhong of the National Assembly was one such man.

Had Inspector Ye merely killed without handing over the money, Tian Zhong and his allies would have considered him a murderer abusing his position.

But now, with such a huge sum turned in, Inspector Ye was bound to win their support.

After hanging up, Luo Wu smiled and said to Wang Xiang, “Come, let’s return to headquarters and petition for Inspector Ye’s commendation.”

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Of the fifty-one who followed Yang Ye to wipe out the Jiang family, only one fell in battle; fifty returned alive and unharmed.

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Inside the Administration’s conference room.

“Everyone, this was a resounding victory! As I have promised, you will not be shortchanged. Take out pen and paper and write down your bank account numbers—each of you will receive a reward of one hundred million martial coins. Zhou Hun, Li Shi, Mao Li…and the others who performed exceptionally will have their bonuses doubled!

Of course, some of our colleagues in the Administration didn’t go into battle, but their contributions were not overlooked. Each will be awarded ten million as encouragement!”

A wave of applause erupted as soon as Yang Ye finished speaking.

Yang Ye had seized over eight hundred billion martial coins from the Jiang family—after remitting five hundred billion, there were still more than three hundred billion left.

Spending sixty billion to buy goodwill was a bargain.

As everyone hurried to write down their bank account numbers, the conference room door suddenly opened with a creak.

All eyes turned toward the door.

Luo Wu and Wang Xiang entered with bright smiles.

“What a lively scene!” Luo Wu said cheerfully as he stepped inside.

Yang Ye immediately approached and saluted. “Chief Luo! Welcome to your inspection!”

After speaking, Yang Ye glanced around at his subordinates.

Under his gaze, the group—still carrying the chill of murder—stood up in small clusters and saluted Luo Wu.

Luo Wu waved them off with a smile. “No need for formalities, everyone! Please, be seated!”

The group sat down at once, intent on writing their account numbers, not sparing Luo Wu a glance.

After all, one must never write the wrong account number—or else the money might go to someone else.

Luo Wu smiled awkwardly, somewhat put out, and turned to Yang Ye. “Inspector Ye, you did well! You’ve upheld the prestige of our Administration. I believe that from now on, no one in the Northeast will dare default on their taxes. I’ve already reported this, and Speaker Tian said he would award you the Amethyst Medal!”

“You flatter me, Chief—the credit all belongs to you. If not for your promotion, I would never have made such a contribution to the Administration…” Yang Ye replied with practiced humility.

Standing aside, Long Xiaoqing listened, finding the exchange unbearably insincere.

How could they say such things without feeling ashamed?

Humans are truly hypocritical!