After taking out the traitors and spies inside the Pacification Bureau, the matter regarding Mara Buddha and Wang Luori was finally over. There were loose ends, but they were Fang Xiaoman and Gu Suitang’s concerns, not his. That was why Ye Qing was basking in happiness and catharsis right now.0

Mara Buddha was dead, and Wang Luori was no more. Naturally, the rock that had been sitting on his chest this whole time was gone as well. Of course he was elated.0

Besides that, the Pacification Bureau and the Black Feather Guards had come together to destroy Sunset Hill, massacre the Bai Clan, and force the Blood Shadow Palace to shut themselves down for a year. They had set a big example and showed the jianghu of Luo Shui and even the world itself that the Pacification Bureau’s blade hadn’t dulled, and their men were still untouchable.1

This meant he would be free from those pesky little jianghu warriors for a long time to come.0

“Hahaha! I’m so happy! It’s been a long time since I felt this good!”0

Inside a room, Wei Yueshan took a gulp of wine before bursting out laughing. “We destroyed Sunset Hill and massacred the Bai Clan, and enough heads rolled that their blood could fill up a river. The days where everyone and their mothers thought they could take a poop on our heads is finally over!”0

For the past few weeks,...0