“He was, but no longer,” Ye Qing replied.0

“Cut the bullshit and just give it to me straight!”0

Hong Jianglong’s voice grew harsh. “Are you aware that anyone who colluded with the Thirteen Brigands will be sentenced to death? The Pacification Bureau may be open to drastic measures from time to time, but we will never tolerate a monstrous, vile criminal like him in our ranks. If you cannot give me a proper explanation, then I will have to mete out the appropriate punishment as our law dictates!”0

“Don’t worry, my lord. I know what is right and what is wrong. I will never collude with a criminal who is heinous beyond any redemption.” Ye Qing turned serious and began telling his story. “It’s like this…”0

Ye Qing told Hong Jianglong about the Yin Market, the Ghost Tower, and Chen Ah Sheng. He even told him how he offended Chu Wangsun because he trusted Hong Jianglong to keep a secret.0

But of course, he didn’t tell Hong Jianglong about the Dark Overlord Token because that would kill him.0

“You’re… quite the troublemaker, aren’t you?” Hong Jianglong remarked with a complicated expression after Ye Qing had finally reached the end of the story. In half a month’s time, the young man had punched the Eight Legions in the eye, kicked the Ghost Tower in the butt, pissed on Mister Nine’s dignity, and shat on the Thirteen Brigands’ face. Oh, and let’s not forget that he had offended the Intelligence Department as we...7