CHAPTER 428: CHAPTER 210 JIA YUN_6

"Then you are a dog."

"..." You old devil, Jia Yun: "I want to kill you!"

"Kill me? What a pity, you didn’t come to kill me sooner, now you won’t have the chance."

Yuchi felt worried for the other party:

"Your Demon-slaying Bureau is like a dilapidated ship, and now that it’s time to step back, you stubbornly refuse to disembark. If it’s just your own thoughts, no one would care whether you live or die. What does your fate have to do with anyone else?"

"But your wickedness lies in tying many common people to your ship to prevent it from sinking, threatening other institutions for gold and silver, saying you’d kill those common people otherwise."

"What is this, banditry?"

Jia Yun was silent for a while, then said: "You don’t understand, you’re just an outsider."

"Yeah, I indeed don’t understand."

When Yuchi spoke about these matters, he felt a bit emotional:

"The first time I heard about the Demon-slaying Bureau, I truly thought you were people of integrity, considering you to have concern for the world, not engaging in worldly struggles. But ultimately, you turned out to be the most mundane ones."

"Others pursue fame and fortune openly, but you desire what you cannot have. You’re like some young men standing outside a brothel, afraid to go in, and then begin to curse that brothels are not for decent people to visit, complaining that the brothel should be closed."

"You attribute all your misfortunes to irrelevant things, yet somehow move yourself to the point of tears."

"Jia Yun, is there a parasite in your brain?"

Jia Yun: "?"

You damn idiot, it’s your brain that has the parasite!

Oh boy, you brat, oh boy, damn, you little... you’re driving me nuts, oh boy, can your mouth really play like this?

No wonder Song Yinghan can be so obedient.

As he spoke, Yuchi felt quite satisfied yet quite embarrassed, "I haven’t cursed someone in a while, forgive me. Anyway, you’re going to die; let me curse you a bit, it won’t hurt you."

"Screw it!" A plant, Jia Yun’s face turned red.

Yuchi quickly changed the topic, laughing:

"Alright, alright, just joking. These things are usually talked about, get indignant a couple of times, you and I both know it doesn’t kill, it’s just for satisfaction."

"Let’s talk about this matter at hand, the murderer you covered for probably caused a thousand people to go missing. Perhaps I should show you the burial ground he created himself, much scarier than your current prison situation. Compared to the burial ground, you’re living as if in a luxurious palace."

"Aren’t you satisfied? Maybe I’ll get you a peanut to munch on?"

Jia Yun had no idea what Yuchi was talking about; he was curious about the significance of ’a thousand missing people,’ yet he knew better than to ask. Though the youngster casually spoke of such things, it didn’t mean Jia Yun should know.

His status as a captive meant the more he knew, the more brutal his reality would be.

Yuchi could see that Jia Yun was quite displeased; once a very powerful figure within the Demon-slaying Bureau, now he fell hard and was locked up by the Imperial Decree Department, which was scorned by the Three Major Institutions. To be imprisoned by the Imperial Decree Department was a total collapse of mentality.

Yet the messy issues of the Four Major Institutions were quite intriguing.

The Celestial Capital Department looked down on everything.

Though the Imperial Decree Department appeared weak, it was actually doing the best.

The Defense Department looked down on the Imperial Decree Department, believing themselves equal to the Celestial Capital Department, since we have the Great Tang Prison above us, which actually doesn’t oversee them.

As for the Demon-slaying Bureau, they looked down on the Imperial Decree Department, seeing other institutions as stupid dogs.

The Four Major Institutions, four spitters, from a macro perspective, none are free from problems.

This world doesn’t compare who’s more upright and open-minded, it compares who’s relatively better at suppressing their inner beast, doing fewer evil deeds, already shining brightly enough to boast highly.

For example, the City Lord outside the prison; if he refrains from seeking Xiangxiang girl tonight, he considers himself grown up, though such self-discipline actually should be expected; the world starts pridefully flaunting for the occasional rightful deed.

"No one should speak well of anyone; you people of the Celestial Capital Department, do not have the credentials to say such things to me, are you clean?" Jia Yun instigated.

Yes, you old dogs of the Celestial Capital Department, beneficiaries of interests, audaciously muttering away, are you convincing?

Yuchi: I’m not from the Celestial Capital Department.

Jia Yun: ?

Yuchi spread his hands with a small teapot: "I never said I was from the Celestial Capital Department."

Jia Yun was instantly filled with questions.

He was instantly amused: "You sly fellow, such lack of conscience, playing tricks on someone about to die, aren’t you? You’re not from the Celestial Capital Department, yet two of their people follow your lead? A Celestial Capital Department Inspector and a Celestial Capital Department Grand Celestial, both of whom walked out, letting you talk alone with me?"