Looking at Song Zheng, who was trembling slightly all over, A Wei shook his head helplessly.
Am I that scary?
He naturally didn't find anything wrong with what Song Zheng did; asking that was just a warning to the other party, to make sure he didn't do anything against his principles.
Just as A Wei was about to speak, Song Zheng suddenly kowtowed to the ground.
Bang!
"Leader, this subordinate admits his guilt!"
A Wei:?
At this moment, Song Zheng was already in tears.
Three parts genuine emotion, seven parts acting.
Song Zheng choked out, "Leader, that Three-Eyed Race did come to me, wanting to bribe me for a few spots, but Leader, this subordinate absolutely did not accept it. This subordinate did not report this matter and concealed it from you, Leader, so this subordinate is guilty! This subordinate is willing to resign from this position to show my loyalty!"
Visibly, a streak of fresh red blood slowly oozed from Song Zheng's forehead onto the floor, showing the force of his kowtow.
One must know, that was a floor made of primeval divine metal.
Hearing Song Zheng's words, A Wei was also a bit surprised, he remained silent for a moment, then said, "Alright, let's forget about this matter. For now, there are no other suitable candidates for this position, so you will continue to hold it."
Although this sentence sounded fake, it was very effective.
After all, with so many people, how could there be no suitable candidates? The main reason was that A Wei also valued Song Zheng somewhat.
And the warning had served its purpose.
Since Song Zheng was doing well, it was natural to let him continue.
Another point was that Song Zheng, like him, also came from humble beginnings.
Hearing A Wei's words, Song Zheng's tears poured down as if they were free.
"Wuwu, thank you for your trust, Leader, this subordinate will definitely not let you down!"
"Alright, you may withdraw."
"Yes, Leader."
Song Zheng stood up, then used his sleeve to wipe the ground clean until he could see his reflection, then he bowed and left.
Watching Song Zheng leave, A Wei smiled slightly.
He believed that Song Zheng would definitely do his job better after returning.
At the same time, he was not worried about his subordinates doing things improperly, because Huang City was densely populated with members of the Root.
They were not only watching the people within the city but also those in the open, like the Waste Guards.
Elsewhere.
Song Zheng left A Wei's place and immediately rushed back to his own residence without stopping.
It looked a bit simple, but no one dared to ignore this place.
"Hoo~"
Song Zheng collapsed onto a seat, letting out a sigh of relief.
His clothes were already soaked, a mixture of tears and sweat.
This job was truly difficult, but giving it up was even more impossible; only a fool would abandon this iron rice bowl.
Recalling A Wei's words to him, a smile slowly appeared on Song Zheng's face.
And just as he was feeling somewhat relieved, a subordinate suddenly rushed over.
"Sir, the Clan Chief of the Three-Eyed Race is here again."
Upon hearing this, Song Zheng's eyes immediately widened in fury, and he stood up with a jolt.
Outside the main gate at this moment.
The Clan Chief of the Three-Eyed Race stood there with a rather confident expression; this time, he had brought almost the entire Three-Eyed Race's foundation with him.
All for a few spots to become Waste Guards.
Once someone from their Clan could become a Waste Guard, their Three-Eyed Race's status in Huang City would undoubtedly greatly improve, no longer as lowly as it was now.
And this time, it was his third visit to Song Zheng.
The first time, Song Zheng directly and decisively refused him and warned him.
The second time, he brought even more, but Song Zheng still refused, though that time he refused with some hesitation.
This time, he brought much more than last time. No matter how good the benefits of being a Waste Guard were, could they be more than the entire foundation of their Three-Eyed Race?
Although the cost was high, as the saying goes, 'you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a cub.'
He believed that Song Zheng would definitely not refuse again.
Sure enough, the next moment, with a creak.
Song Zheng pushed the door open and walked out.
Seeing Song Zheng, the Clan Chief of the Three-Eyed Race's expression brightened, and he immediately rushed forward, completely unaware of Song Zheng's gloomy face at this moment.
"Lord Song, you're finally here."
The Clan Chief of the Three-Eyed Race cautiously glanced around, then gave Song Zheng a meaningful look, "Lord Song, let's go inside to talk."
Hearing this, Song Zheng sneered, "If there's anything, let's just talk about it here."
Seeing this, the Clan Chief of the Three-Eyed Race was stunned, his face a bit puzzled, but he didn't think much of it. Instead, he shoved a storage ring into Song Zheng's hand and chuckled, "Lord Song, a small gift, nothing much."
"How has Lord Song considered that matter?"
He believed that with so many treasures, Song Zheng would definitely not refuse again.
He had even imagined Song Zheng's satisfied smile.
However, the next moment, he was dumbfounded.
Song Zheng merely glanced at the storage ring in his hand, and his face instantly became extremely indignant.
"How dare you! How dare you bribe me!!"
"Guards!"
The next moment, several terrifying auras suddenly descended upon the scene.
"Lord Song."
Several terrifyingly powerful individuals respectfully bowed to Song Zheng.
Song Zheng was a purple-level Waste Guard, so he naturally had the authority to mobilize some of the strong individuals within Huang City.
Looking at the several terrifying strong individuals around him, the Clan Chief of the Three-Eyed Race was dumbfounded.
"Lord Song, what is the meaning of this?"
Hearing this, Song Zheng sneered, "You still have the nerve to ask me? The first two times, I was giving you a chance. I didn't expect you to be unrepentant and still dare to bribe me. You probably don't know what it's like in my Huang City prison, do you?"
"Go on, beat him up first, then throw him into the prison!"
Hearing Song Zheng's words, the Three-Eyed Race clansman hadn't even reacted before his face suddenly twisted, and he immediately knelt down.
What followed was a brutal beating.
During the process, Song Zheng couldn't contain his anger and personally stepped forward to kick him twice.
Damn it, he even tried to harm me. He even suspected if this was sent by a hidden competitor.
Finally, the Clan Chief of the Three-Eyed Race, bruised and swollen, lay on the ground, dragged away by two powerful Waste Guards.
Standing there, coldly watching the Clan Chief of the Three-Eyed Race being dragged away, Song Zheng declared firmly, "From now on, integrity and justice will be my synonyms."
These words, he didn't know if he was speaking to the air or to himself.
After speaking, Song Zheng returned to the house.
Meanwhile, in the shadows, several pairs of eyes were watching Song Zheng, and they had already recorded every word Song Zheng said without missing a single one.
Outer City.
Inside a teahouse.
This was once Mu Tianyin's teahouse, but later Mu Tianyin sold it.
So it had long since changed hands.
At this time, there were many people here, most of whom were listening to some guys bragging.
At a table near the window, two familiar figures were sitting there quietly sipping tea.
"Old Fang, I heard you retired?"
The Broken Sword Old Man took a sip of tea and calmly looked at Nangong Fang, speaking.
Time flew by, and now the two no longer had the same disdain for the world as they did in the Tianxuan World of the Hongmeng Universe.
Huang City developed very quickly, and they were already a bit unable to keep up.
However, they no longer cared about these things.
Because as long as they lived in Huang City, it was fine.
Nangong Fang also no longer managed Family affairs and began to enjoy his retirement.
"As for Family matters, A Yu can handle them. An old guy like me should just stay put."
Hearing this, the Broken Sword Old Man shook his head and smiled.
So many years had passed, and many things had changed.
Sometimes he even wondered if such a peaceful life might not be good.
Looking up at the distant sky through the window, the Broken Sword Old Man's expression gradually became more resolute.
"Old Fang, I want to go out and explore again."
...
Many things had changed, but the pure heart deep within remained unchanged.
Huang City had officially begun its journey towards the Myriad Worlds.
Xuanling Star Region, Huang City.
This was Huang City's true first step.
At this moment, some beings here had already noticed it.
Such an unprecedented city standing here would inevitably be discovered with some time.
After all, this city made no attempt to conceal itself.
However, what surprised them was that they could not enter the city no matter what they did.
They also didn't know what was inside the city, only vaguely seeing the divine light seeping out from within through the hazy barrier.
For a time, this city became incredibly mysterious.
Inside Huang City, Lu Xue lay bored on the street.
The street was empty, not a soul in sight, only she herself, lying there alone and isolated.
However, she knew that whenever she wanted to go out, a large group of people would suddenly appear to stop her.
Damn it.
I want to go out for a walk.
Don't they know about balancing work and rest? Won't cultivating constantly kill people?
At this moment, she even regretted coming here. Her original intention was to go to a new place for a change of environment and a change of mindset, but, hehe, where was her mindset?
Just as she was feeling depressed, the distant city gate suddenly moved.
Noticing this, Lu Xue abruptly stood up and looked towards the city gate, only to see it slowly opening.
Someone is opening the city gate!
But, wasn't this city sealed by her father?
How could anyone open it from the outside?
Could it be her father?
And just then, a slightly sweet voice echoed from the city gate.
"Excuse me, is anyone inside the city?"