Yan Nan personally wrote a letter and sent a ssenger to deliver it to Dongfang Sansan.
After so contemplation, he decided to send Jiang Wuwang, who was ranked slightly higher on the Cloud Weapon Archive than Yang Luoyu.
"Do you still rember what Yang Luoyu did that day he ca to our headquarters?"
"I do!"
"Make sure to represent our church well!"
"Yes, Deputy Pope Yan! I'll be sure to show them the unyielding spirit of our church!"
"Alright, you can go now."
Jiang Wuwang took the letter from Yan Nan, then returned ho and put on his best set of clothes before setting off for the Guardian headquarters.
***
At the Guardian headquarters, Xue Fuxiao was feeling a little uneasy as he stared at the mountain of Athysts in the storehouse.
"Is Yan Nan really going to be content with just twenty thousand Athysts?"
"What do you suggest we do then? Give him his actual 10% cut? That's six hundred thousand Athysts!" Dongfang Sansan scoffed with a roll of his eyes. "Besides, the Athyst Soul was his sole objective, so it doesn't make any difference to him whether he receives twenty thousand Athysts or even six million!
“He only asked for a 10% cut in order to mask his embarrassnt over his failed plan, so as long as we've delivered him sothing, he'll have sothing to show for his efforts, and that'll be that. He's not going to tell anyone the exact sum of Athysts he received, and he'll be hoping this entire farce fades from everyone's mory as soon as possible."
As usual, Dongfang Sansan's assessnt of the situation was flawless.
Even though Yang Luoyu was still yet to return and make a report to Dongfang Sansan, that was indeed how things had gone on his end.
After receiving the delivery of Athysts, Yan Nan hadn't told anyone the exact quantity that had been delivered to him.
In fact, the Athysts hadn't even been put into the storehouse. Instead, he had given them straight to Yan Beihan.
It would've been utterly embarrassing for a deputy pope like him to have officially lodged such a paltry amount of Athysts into the storehouse.
Xue Fuxiao didn't quite understand, but he still nodded and agreed with Dongfang Sansan as if he did.
"It makes no difference for him anyway, so why shouldn't we keep more for ourselves?" Dongfang Sansan continued. "They have more resources to begin with, so we have to do everything in our power to even the playing field. Honestly, I should've just given him two or three Athysts as a symbolic gift. Twenty thousand was way too many!"
Xue Fuxiao rolled his eyes internally in exasperation.
If you had truly given him only two or three Athysts, there would've been hell to pay for it!
"Hold on, the 10% cut amounts to way more than just six hundred thousand Athysts, does it not? I recall that we unearthed tens of millions of Athysts in total!"
"Yes, but Yan Nan doesn't know that," Dongfang Sansan replied with a roll of his eyes. "As long as you, Bing Qianshan, and my father don't say anything, who will know exactly how much we unearthed?"
"With your shady business practices, Yan Nan would be lucky to leave with the clothes on his back if he tried to do business with you!" Xue Fuxiao chuckled.
"You think you can do much better?" Dongfang Sansan scoffed.
"If you wanted to screw over, then I would probably fare even worse than Yan Nan," Xue Fuxiao readily admitted.
"How's the Xue Clan doing at the mont? Is everything going well?" Dongfang Sansan asked, changing the subject.
"They've been doing alright. Two of the juniors of our clan recently made breakthroughs to the Sage Lord tier."
"That's not bad at all!" Dongfang Sansan praised. "Has anyone else shat themselves?"
Xue Fuxiao was instantly rendered speechless.
Am I ever going to be able to live this down?!
He didn't even try to retaliate before storming away in a fit of rage and indignation, while Dongfang Sansan looked on with vindictive satisfaction.
That's what you get for calling a shady businessman! I know what you were implying, you were implying that I'm stingy! Why wouldn't I be stingy when it cos to Yan Nan?
***
At this point, Jiang Wuwang was already several thousand kiloters away from the headquarters of the main church, and he suddenly caught sight of a white-robed figure standing on the summit of a barren mountain, watching him from afar.
"What are you still doing here, Yang Luoyu? Do you have a death wish?" Jiang Wuwang harrumphed.
Yang Luoyu drifted down from the mountain like a cloud as he scoffed, "What an ungrateful bastard you are! I waited here for you so I could serve as your guide to our Guardian headquarters!"
"I don't need you to guide !" Jiang Wuwang harrumphed.
At the mont, he was brimming with pride and ambition, and he was determined to act even cockier than when Yang Luoyu visited the headquarters of the main church!
"You won't be able to get in without my accompanint," Yang Luoyu said with a faint smile. "You can give it a try if you don't believe . How many people from your main church have truly been able to enter Rocky City in the past?"
Jiang Wuwang faltered slightly upon hearing this.
Indeed, he couldn't recall anyone from the Church of the Self-Righteous who had entered Rocky City, let alone the Guardian headquarters.
However, he wasn't about to back down.
"I'm delivering a letter on behalf of our deputy pope! There's no way I would be denied entry to your headquarters! You can't scare with your empty threats!"
"You really don't need to serve as your guide?"
"No!"
"Alright, I'm leaving then."
"Piss off!"
Yang Luoyu promptly departed, shaking his head with an amused smile.
***
Jiang Wuwang continued onward, making camp for the night before resuming his journey the next day.
Upon his arrival, he declared, "Enforcer Jiang Wuwang of the Church of the Self-Righteous has co to deliver Chief Strategist Dongfang a letter on behalf of Deputy Pope Yan Nan!"
The guards at the city gates were shocked to hear this.
One of them quickly rushed inside to report Jiang Wuwang's arrival, then returned shortly thereafter to ask for the letter.
"Our deputy pope has ordered to personally deliver the letter into Chief Strategist Dongfang's hands!" Jiang Wuwang declared in a proud manner.
"It makes no difference whether you deliver the letter or we relay it! You can't et Master Nine just because you want to!"
"I can't hand the letter over to anyone aside from Chief Strategist Dongfang!"
"Fine! Wait here for a bit longer."
After reporting Jiang Wuwang's demands to his higher-ups, the guard returned with a dark expression as he instructed, "Co with ."
Jiang Wuwang was ecstatic.
I don't need you to guide , Yang Luoyu! I'm here on behalf of Deputy Pope Yan! I'm an esteed guest here!
Jiang Wuwang was led all the way to the Guardian headquarters, but a sense of foreboding imdiately welled up in his heart as he saw Bing Qianshan approaching from afar.
However, he then imdiately recovered his proud and composed deanor.
I'm here as a ssenger, he can't do anything to !
Bing Qianshan flew by without incident, yet before Jiang Wuwang even had a chance to heave a sigh of relief, Bing Qianshan suddenly doubled back as he yelled, "I thought I was seeing things, but it really is you!"
He then imdiately kicked Jiang Wuwang to the ground before stepping down onto the back of his neck.
"I caught a mole! This man is Jiang Wuwang, an enforcer from the Church of the Self-Righteous!"
Bing Qianshan was ecstatic.
Never had he imagined that an enforcer of the main church would show up on his doorstep!
Jiang Wuwang was struggling with all his might, but his mouth was jamd against the ground by the weight of Bing Qianshan's foot on the back of his neck, so he could only make a string of unintelligible sounds.
"What the hell are you going on about?" Bing Qianshan snapped as he lifted his foot slightly, allowing Jiang Wuwang to lift his head up from the ground.
However, before he had a chance to say anything, Bing Qianshan began kicking his head back and forth like a ball as he urged, "Say sothing! Go on then!"
As soon as Jiang Wuwang opened his mouth to speak, he would imdiately be interrupted by a kick, and he felt like he was about to explode with rage!
Finally, Bing Qianshan sealed away his cultivation base, then hoisted him up from the ground like a helpless kitten before asking, "What are you here for?"
"I'm here to deliver a letter to Chief Strategist Dongfang on behalf of Deputy Pope Yan Nan!" Jiang Wuwang roared in fury and indignation as he glowered intently at Bing Qianshan.
"Jeez, why do you have to be so loud?" Bing Qianshan complained. "If you're here to deliver a letter, then just say so!"
Jiang Wuwang: "......"
In the end, he could only spit a globule of blood-infused saliva onto the ground.
Two people imdiately arrived on the scene, each wearing a bright red armband, and one of them wrote up a ticket as he declared, "Spitting on the ground incurs a fine of ten taels of silver!"
A second ticket was then handed to Bing Qianshan as well.
"Master Bing, you also have to pay a fine of ten taels of silver for staining the ground with this man's blood."
"This man is a mole from the Church of the Self-Righteous!" Bing Qianshan protested in an indignant fashion.
"Be that as it may, the rules must still be followed."
Bing Qianshan rolled his eyes in exasperation, and Jiang Wuwang looked on in astonishnt as he pulled a thick stack of ten-tael silver vouchers out of his pocket.
Clearly, these had all been prepared for the purpose of paying these fines. Otherwise, there was no way soone of Bing Qianshan's status would carry around silver vouchers of such small monetary sums.
How many fines is he having to pay each day?!
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