"Chairman Jing is bringing a large group of heavily armed followers, is he in a hurry to start a massacre?"

Mr. Iron sat on the roof of a small two-story building, wearing a wool or sable coat despite the hot weather. His dark-colored riding pants were rolled up to his knees, revealing a pair of sparsely hairy legs in straw sandals, dirty, with mud in the nail crevices, exuding a strong odor. He was picking his nose as he spoke, looking like a stereotypical uneducated peasant.

However, when he spoke, the other unexpected guests nearby fell silent, seeming to tacitly agree that he could represent everyone's voice.

Mr. Copper Iron of the Sea View Duke's Mansion has always been a benchmark in the tribute industry of Xuanzhu County.

In terms of wealth, combat power, status, and background, Mr. Copper Iron was undoubtedly top of the list. They were highly paid by the Sea View Duke's Mansion and as 'Peak of Perfection' martial artists, they were almost undefeated in Xuanzhu County, coming from the 'pure-blooded' Heyang Army, they were veritable leaders in the bodyguard tribute industry.

If Xuanzhu County had a 'Tributor Recommendation List', 'Tributor Monthly Vote List', 'Tributor Collection List', 'Tributor Chapter Commentary List', Mr. Copper Iron would probably sweep the top two spots. Two senior martial artists in their prime, just like authors who could update with 20,000 words daily, were highly regarded.

"Indeed."

In response to Mr. Iron's questioning, Leyu appeared calm: "Isn't there trouble at the Sea Cape Gate? As the president of the Silver Blood Association, I have the duty to protect Silver Blood properties and naturally can't turn a blind eye, so I'm taking people to resolve the issue."

"Well, well, worthy of the future son-in-law of the Sea View Duke," Mr. Iron said nonchalantly, not even looking at Huyan Siluo, whose mouth was stuffed with a barbeque pork bun, and still fixed his gaze leisurely on Leyu: "But Chairman Jing, you're of noble status, how can you behave like a brute? Why not leave the killing and arson to the one beside you, Er, Ergouzi?"

Mu Qingmei covered her mouth, secretly giggling, but Yin Minghong looked serious, using hand signals to command the Linhai Army and Jing Family guards to slowly change formation and instructed everyone to load their bullets.

"I came this time because the Sea View Duke is getting old and unwell. He is a bit irritable after hearing the commotion outside and wants his daughter and son-in-law to visit him."

Mr. Iron flicked the hilt of the straw rope sword, producing a clear sound.

"I suppose Chairman Jing wouldn't refuse this meeting between father-in-law and son-in-law, would you?"

Leyu nodded: "Of course, I've actually wanted to visit my father-in-law for a long time, but I've been too busy lately to have the chance. Since my father-in-law desires it, I certainly won't refuse. Once I've settled the storms in Xuanzhu County, I'll naturally bring Silo back to visit my father-in-law."

Mr. Iron shook his head: "As I said, the Sea View Duke is not in good health now, and hopes Chairman Jing can go 'immediately'. As for suppressing the rebels, letting Ergouzi handle it would suffice."

"The second-in-command is ultimately just my subordinate; he's not capable of handling such a big issue—"

"I've only heard of Chairman Jing's business acumen, but never heard of your prowess in commanding battles." Mr. Iron tilted his head: "If Chairman Jing isn't confident, I can assist Ergouzi. As a former officer of the Heyang Army, a Peak of Perfection sword-wielding martial artist, I'm always trustworthy for you."

"Sigh, do I have to spell it out so clearly?" Leyu sighed: "Mr. Iron, this is an excellent opportunity for me! Such a mob rebellion, it's practically a gift of merit. If I handle it steadily and properly, wouldn't Xuanzhu County's upper and lower all be loyal to me?"

"Wouldn't my future position as the administrative officer of Xuanzhu County be well-deserved? When I exude my kingly aura, wouldn't everyone just bow down?"

"If I have to articulate it so clearly, and if Governor Yun or Officer Quan's people discover my ambition, how embarrassing would that be?"

Leyu sighed as if he was truly forced by Mr. Iron's aggressive approach to reveal everything, making it seem like it was all Mr. Iron's fault.

Mr. Iron was silent for a few seconds, then asked: "Then why did you bring your woman along?"

"Behind every successful man, there's a successful woman. This means when you succeed, you have to let the woman see it, or else it's meaningless." Leyu spread his hands: "As they say, 'Ruling the world drunk, sleeping on the beauty's knees when drunk,' holding a beauty on one side and watching Ergou… watching the second-in-command suppress this group of unruly people, isn't this the best entertainment?"

"Ah, Mr. Iron, you've never been rich, so you don't understand."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Iron raised an eyebrow. He swung his legs in the air and suddenly laughed: "Let Miss Si say a few words to me."

The 'woo woo woo' Huyan Siluo immediately looked at Leyu. Leyu expressionlessly snapped his fingers: "Let her speak."

Mu Qingmei was anxious: "But she—"

"Let her speak."

Leyu adjusted his left hand's iron bracelet and said calmly: "I'm righteous and upright in my actions and have a clear conscience, even when relieving myself at midnight without a light. What do I have to fear?"

Mu Qingmei was momentarily stunned by his shamelessness, helplessly sighed, glared at Huyan Siluo, and then put the barbeque pork bun back in her pocket.

Huyan Siluo gasped for fresh air, and Mr. Iron immediately asked: "Miss Si, do you have anything to tell me?"

"I, I..." Huyan Siluo instinctively looked at Leyu, but Leyu only gave her a handsome view of his back. She looked at the others, Mu Qingmei folded her arms and said nothing, Qing Lan had her eyes fixed on Leyu, leaving no room for her, and others watched in silence, seemingly indifferent to her answer.

Huyan Siluo certainly wanted to directly say that Jing Zhengwei and his people intended to use others to wipe out the Silver Blood Association, but the words didn't come out. At her age, she was at the peak of her learning ability and shaping worldview, and these days' constant exposure wasn't without effect on her.

She knew that Jing Zhengwei wasn't that bad, knew that Jing Zhengwei harbored ideals, and also knew that the Silver Blood Association was in decline.

Also, like the saying, 'If she hasn't experienced the world, show her worldly splendors; if her heart has weathered, take her on a merry-go-round,' although Huyan Siluo hadn't experienced the world, her heart wasn't weathered yet, but Leyu's actions were one step ahead.

Because what he is doing now is the most precious undertaking of his life—fighting for the liberation of humanity.

You say Huyan Siluo isn't curious or fond of Jing Zhengwei; that must be a lie.

Furthermore, Jing Zhengwei lets her speak to Mr. Iron without any hesitation. This trust tilts the balance in Huyan Siluo's heart slightly in his favor.

But no matter how much fondness she has, it can never defeat the bond of blood.

However, she is willing to do her best to prevent conflict between her father and Jing Zhengwei.

In these few electrifying seconds, Huyan Siluo desperately comes up with a win-win suggestion: "The inner city is still too dangerous now. Mr. Iron, could you quickly go back and have my father and brothers bring people over to join Chairman Jing in suppressing the rebellion?"

This is Huyan Siluo's solution.

As long as her father comes, Jing Zhengwei surely won't take action against them, would he?

As for the lives of others in the inner city, Huyan Siluo doesn't care and isn't able to care.

Mr. Iron was slightly taken aback, then laughed, "As expected, the daughter's arms turn outward. Chairman Jing, you're quite skilled."

"You flatter me, it's charisma, something you wouldn't understand."

"But Chairman Jing, why did you just gag Miss Fourth?"

"That's called a mouth gag, a fun thing between couples. You haven't been in love; you wouldn't get it."

"Then why did you have your subordinates raise their guns, ready to aim at us when Miss Fourth was speaking?" Mr. Iron stroked his stubbled chin, "Were you planning to shoot us the moment she said something unpleasant?"

Huyan Siluo was suddenly dumbfounded, staring blankly at Leyu.

Leyu shrugged, "I wasn't aiming at you guys; I was just having them prepare early to suppress the rioters. Alright, I've talked to you long enough, the flames are almost spreading over, let's chat next time, goodbye—"

"Jing Zhengwei."

Mr. Iron drew out the straw rope sword slightly, revealing the cold iron edge, "Are you joking?"

Leyu squinted his eyes at him, "Weren't you the one who started joking first?"

Mr. Iron: "Regarding this chaos, Lord Wang Hai believes you might be the mastermind behind it."

Leyu: "If I were the mastermind, may I not die well, have an incomplete corpse… The point is, if I were the mastermind, how could I let you stand in front of me and speak?"

"After all, plans always have unexpected variables, perhaps something happened that forced you to launch the plan prematurely, using the chaos to wipe out the Silver Blood Association."

Good heavens, he nearly guessed all the details, the causes, and effects too, but he's just wrong.

"I'm the chairman of the Silver Blood Association; if I were to wipe out the Silver Blood Association, I would be the first to wipe it out on myself." Leyu sighed, "Isn't Lord Wang Hai overthinking this? How could I rebel against myself? Isn't that reasonable?"

"Indeed." Mr. Iron nodded, "So as long as Chairman Jing comes with me to see Lord Wang Hai, he is willing to offer a substantial dowry as an apology, allowing you to marry Miss Fourth and earn big. How about it?"

"Dowry!? Is Lord Wang Hai looking down on me! I'm telling you, I'm going to get angry."

"What are you angry about?"

"Because the dowry, at the end of the day, is Huyan Siluo's personal wealth. By the time I'm tired of her... No, by the time our relationship sours and we separate, wouldn't she take all the dowry with her, and I'd be played for years for nothing?"

Leyu righteously declared, "Do I look like such a foolish person!?"

For a moment, everyone around was filled with admiration for Leyu—so this is the chairman of the Silver Blood Association? He's calculated even his not-yet-wedded wife this clearly, truly impressive!

Even Mr. Iron felt a twinge of discomfort, "Then you handle it yourself with Lord Wang Hai; I can't manage!"

"Alright," Leyu seemed to compromise, "But visiting the father-in-law empty-handed is no good, let me first prepare a surprise for him."

"What surprise?"

Leyu snapped his fingers, a faint smile on his face:

"Your corpse."

With Yin Minghong's angry roar, the Jing Family guards and Linhai Army instantly raised firearms, unleashing a bullet storm on the Martial Artists!