"He calls himself the Naless Young Hero."
"Naless Young Hero? Another young hero? Wait a mont, Brother, what does that person look like?"
"He is very handso, and I always felt there was sothing familiar about him," Li Yunfei muttered.
"Brother Li, think about it, could it be because he resembles the sculpture outside the town, which makes him look familiar?" the junior brother suggested.
Li Yunfei suddenly realized this and said excitedly, "Indeed it is."
"Young Hero Duan!"
"Young Hero Duan!"
Both exclaid in unison.
For a mont, they were both at a loss for words.
Li Yunfei couldn’t help but exclaim, "Young Hero Duan is truly a hero whose generosity knows no bounds. This ti, he didn’t even wish to leave his na behind."
The junior brother excitedly said, "So say Young Hero Duan wants to beco the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch. I don’t care about the others in the Charity Hall; I’m definitely supporting him!"
...
In Fuyun Town’s governnt office, all the local elites gathered.
At the Bodhi Temple, Wu Shan spoke up, "Lord Qin, all you gentlen, the vital dicinal herbs of these thirteen cities are in your hands. If everyone dies, keeping the herbs will just lead them to rot!"
Seated at the head, Lord Qin contemplated and said, "Brother Wu, I know your heart is good, but these herbs weren’t easy to co by either. Carefree Manor has so many mouths to feed just from our pharmacy; we can’t simply give them away for free."
"Then you should take them out and sell them!"
Wu Shan couldn’t help but say, seeing Lord Qin putting on airs.
"Aren’t there always troublemakers saying we sell them too dear? During such tis, life-saving herbs are only marked up by less than fivefold. Brother Wu, do you think that’s expensive?" Lord Qin retorted.
Wu Shan replied, "Lord Qin, with such prices at this ti, ordinary people, even if struck by illness, can’t afford it."
Lord Qin shook his head and said, "Plagues are when the heavens reclaim lives. To survive such calamities, one must defy nature, so how could it not be expensive?"
Hearing this, Wu Shan’s fist clenched.
Lord Qin saw this but scoffed indifferently, "What, Brother Wu got a problem with ? Does the Bodhi Temple want to start a fight? I give you respect by calling you brother. If I didn’t respect you, even if Rou Puti himself were to co, it would be the sa."
"I from Carefree Manor am reputed for our humanity and righteousness. Ask the surrounding people; none would dare criticize Carefree Manor. Let say this first, whether we speak of humanity or not, Carefree Manor does not favor appeasing others."
Wu Shan frowned deeply.
This Lord Qin was indeed a sly fox, very adept at manipulating people.
Carefree Manor already being a cutthroat Martial Arts Family, truly did not need to give face to others.
At this mont, a female disciple from Bodhi Temple hurried into the hall, saying, "Brother Wu, there’s urgent news!"
Wu Shan opened the bamboo tube containing the ssage delivered by carrier pigeon, and as he read, his tightly knitted brows gradually relaxed.
"Lord Qin, my Bodhi Temple is prepared to purchase a batch of dicinal herbs," Wu Shan stated, putting away the letter.
Lord Qin couldn’t help but laugh, "I wonder how much the Bodhi Temple wishes to buy?"
"Just received news, a young hero donated four thousand one hundred and thirty-two taels of gold. The gold will be soon delivered; we’ll buy that amount," Wu Shan inford.
"Four thousand taels of gold..."
In Lord Qin’s eyes, it was a significant amount, though not enormous.
The key was that the gold was donated by a single individual, which was astonishing.
Who in the world could casually donate four thousand taels of gold? The last ti he heard of such random gold donations, it was Old Demon Duan.
Wait a minute! Old Demon Duan!
Lord Qin’s expression darkened, saying, "May I ask for the noble na of this young hero?"
Wu Shan shook his head, "That young hero calls himself ’the Naless Young Hero,’ donated the gold, and left. My junior brother didn’t see clearly, just thought he looked handso and quite young, vaguely resembling soone wielding both sword and saber."
"Old Demon, Old Demon Duan!"
Before Lord Qin could speak, Master Zhao had already exclaid.
A person, who could donate so much like a madman, also handso and a Dual Masters of Sword and Saber, could only be Old Demon Duan!
Master Zhao then quickly corrected himself, "Young Hero Duan, when did he start calling himself ’the Naless Young Hero’."
Lord Qin’s expression beca gloomy, "He has never been short of aliases."
At this, the situation beca tricky.
He wasn’t afraid of Bodhi Temple, one because Carefree Manor had the background and capability, and more importantly, he knew Bodhi Temple’s principle of action; they wouldn’t easily turn hostile. But with Old Demon Duan involved, it was different.
Old Demon Duan was a madman, a vindictive destroyer obsessed with exterminating sects.
Not long ago, he heard that following the Mother Sect, even the always mysterious and elusive Netherworld Manor had been exterminated.
Perhaps this gold ca from Netherworld Manor.
If he found out his own gold was being used to buy their pricey herbs, that small-mindedness would lead to...
Lord Qin montarily felt a chill.
The other nobles looked at him, awaiting his decision.
"Alas, the world is rciless, but people must be kind. Brother Wu, we’ll sell all these herbs at cost price, let’s consider it aid for the populace," Lord Qin declared.
At that mont, Master Zhao added, "Brother Wu, I have a warehouse full of Ula Grass, all donated to the Charity Hall for disaster relief."
"I’ll donate two hundred, no, five hundred catties of Cornelian!" another nobleman declared boldly.
...
Seeing the old followers so eager, Lord Qin with a pained expression said, "My Carefree Manor’s warehouse of red flowers too, all donated."
It wasn’t that he wasn’t firm, but genuinely afraid that Old Demon Duan might suddenly co knocking soday.
That Old Demon Duan truly never did any good, only knew how to bring disaster!
This perfect opportunity for making quite a profit, not only did he not grasp a single benefit, but now he also had to compensate!
For a mont, Lord Qin thought over many things, and the more he thought, the colder and more painful it felt, sorrier than losing a wife.
He had already heard that Old Demon Duan wanted to be the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch. If that madman really beca the Hierarch, would they still have good days?
With Old Demon Duan in this world, things are truly ruined!
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