Monarch Night

Dongfang Ling!

Everyone was shocked in their hearts.

It turned out to be the Dongfang Ling of Dongfang Sansan.

Clearly, the Ninth Lord is reorganizing the Continent. The discerning could see at a glance: this is a purge of the entire Continent!

No one understands the reason that caused Dongfang Sansan to start such a thunderous action.

The entire Sanchuan City was shaken.

Zhao Shanhe stared in shock at this scene.

Suddenly, a memory flashed through his mind: Was it because of...

Thinking this, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his head. He wanted to look back at Fang Che but didn't dare to.

He stood there stiffly.

He quickly practiced to restore his stiff body.

He walked all the way to the city gate.

There he saw a group of people bowing and waiting at the city gate. Leading them was Zhu Family Patriarch Zhu Yuntian, whom An Ruoxing had named.

Seeing An Ruoxing, he rushed forward as if seeing a savior: "Brother An, Brother An, I came to apologize."

An Ruoxing looked and saw Zhu Yuntian's face was both red and blue, swollen badly, still in this state. It was unknown how many slaps he had endured.

The other patriarchs also looked equally miserable.

An Ruoxing said: "This is..."

The several patriarchs smiled wryly, as if their whole families had died: "Brother An... It's our fault, we didn't discipline the children well... Is this Mr. Fang? Mr. Fang... We beg you to be magnanimous... those unpromising ones, we've already killed them..."

Fang Che looked surprised: "This... this has nothing to do with me... It's okay, they teased my wife, and I already taught them a lesson, no need to kill them, it's all fine."

"What gifts, no need to be polite."

"Alright, alright, besides, I'm just a little deacon at the Guardian Hall, I'm not used to this... "

He refused all the gifts.

Only then did they walk out of the city gate.

The patriarchs wiped their cold sweat and got together to discuss as they walked back.

"This time the ancestor is truly angry. I was beaten less because I came out to apologize. Those at home are still getting beaten..."

"Same with my family."

"At such a critical moment, they actually went out to molest women... Rumor has it that the Ninth Lord was thunderously angry and directly ordered a thorough investigation of all the families, all because of those few little beasts in our family..."

"...Alas, the days ahead are going to be difficult, everyone should discipline their children. Honestly, when I heard about this, I was furious and wanted to kill. Just because the identity of those involved is special, does it mean that if someone's identity is not special, they can be molested casually? This is purely a matter of indulgence!"

"Who says otherwise, in my family, I originally thought his martial arts talent wasn't good and intended to let him live his life peacefully, never expected him to cause such a huge disaster."

"When this turmoil passes, life will be even harder for our families. Those big families that have been reorganized will surely give us trouble..."

"But there's nothing that can be done... Anyway, our families are destined to be the most miserable, that's for sure."

"Enough said, I'm going home to get beaten..."

"Same here..."

...

The reorganization is already unfolding across the continent in full swing.

And Dongfang Sansan's next secret order has already been formulated on the table.

Dongfang Sansan's habit is just that way. Unless he doesn't act, but once he does, it will be wave after wave, continuing to expand until he believes the objective is achieved, with the benefits and effects maximized, and then he will be satisfied, plus follow-up maintenance measures.

This time is naturally no exception. Since he started the reorganization, it must be thorough enough to hurt, and it must also achieve the result of supplementing combat power.

"After this reorganization, when the Continent Families become more honest, we will use the momentum of this purge to draw people out to reinforce combat power."

It's a command for the families following the reorganization.

"Levels 2 to 7, according to their levels, each family must contribute a certain amount of combat power to fill the Guardian Hall, to fill the Guardians, to fill the Border Guards..."

This is a set of combined punches.

Since Dongfang Sansan acts once, he might as well exert it again, drawing out another portion of these families' reserve combat power.

And this time, it was truly excessive!

The warrior, on the way to battle the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, had his wife molested!

This was the ultimate outrage.

Regarding such matters, Dongfang Sansan could not tolerate any indulgence!

Dongfang Sansan's anger was genuinely not because this was about Fang Che. If any guardian or protector encountered this matter, and if Dongfang Sansan knew, he would not be lenient!

Just thinking that the wives of the guardians, who sacrificed valiantly, would be bullied by those they had tried to protect, made Dongfang Sansan's heart ache intolerably, as if a knife was being twisted in it.

Ninth Lord's inherent nature, in some aspects, is even more absolute than Fang Che.

"After these several thousand years, each family should have plenty of experts available. This time, after supplementing, manpower won't lag too much."

"Need to send more to those dangerous places... Otherwise, this pampered lot won't be trained. But this is tantamount to sending a large number of people to their deaths... Well, let it be punishment for the families that erred, let them vent their anger on those who made the mistakes."

"But for the guardians, the blood that the big families should shed, they must shed. Allowing the common guardians with no background to bleed daily is unreasonable. So the descendants of the big families must bear more responsibility than the martial artists from ordinary families. To bleed first, to sacrifice first, this is the price they must pay for their years of indulgence and enjoyment!"