Shortly after Yiran knocked on the door, a servant opened the door.
Peering out the short-sighted head of the goateeed, hook-nosed rat, you can see that he is a very treacherous villain.
"Master, please let me know. Someone will take you to the inner courtyard soon."
Yiran didn't appreciate the flattering attitude of the person in front of her at all. She tapped the person's chest with her peach blossom sword and said arrogantly:
"Can you afford to delay the big deal between me and your family leader?"
The servant did not refute, but bowed his head and said with all humility:
"Sir, you also know that I am just a servant and can't be the master. If I make my master unhappy and lose my position, I'm afraid I won't even be able to save my head!"
Yi Ran raised his head high and his eyes were extremely fierce, and he said fiercely:
"What's more important, your life or my business? You despicable thing, please open the door for me!"
At this time, Yiran can be as exaggerated as he wants, and as much like a playboy as he is from a family.
Just when Yiran was about to push the door open with his own hands, someone finally came running from a distance, shouting loudly:
"Please sir, please please sir!"
Looking at the guy who seemed to be running away in a hurry, the servant at the door snorted coldly, and then said:
"You don't know any sense, you can't even do such a small thing well, how can you behave like this!"
The man didn't dare to talk back, so he lowered his head and said nothing.
After a while, the servant, who was addicted to the style, opened his mouth and asked:
"Who in the group has invited the young master?"
He was obviously a servant, but he acted like he was in charge.
The servant who was scolded lowered his head and stammered:
"Three...three captains are waiting for this young master in the courtyard!"
Upon hearing this, the servant who opened the door immediately paled, slapped the man on the cheek, and roared:
"Damn it, you wouldn't have told me earlier. This is a distinguished guest that the three captains are waiting for."
Seeing the servant lowering his head and covering his face, he kicked him in the butt again and cursed:
"Why don't you take the guests to the compound quickly!"
"Also, be sure not to be discovered by the Grand Captain and the others. It was me who blocked the guests from outside!"
Touching his already swollen and red cheek, this man did not dare to cry, let alone resist. He could only bow his head and agree:
"Okay, okay, Manager Wang, I'll go right now, I won't say a word!"
"Then hurry up!" Manager Wang also had a look of anxiety on his face.
The beaten servant was submissive and said softly:
"Master, follow me. The three captains are already waiting for you."
Following the servant, Yiran asked softly:
"Little brother, what's your name?"
The young servant said solemnly:
"Little Zhang Luo."
Looking at Zhang Luo who didn't want to say anything, Yiran continued to ask:
"What's the background of that Mr. Wang? He beat and scolded you."
Zhang Luo paused for a moment, but immediately continued walking forward, and just responded softly:
"Master, don't ask, I'm just an errand boy."
Yiran nodded, but obviously had no intention of letting him go, and continued to ask:
"Zhang Luo, why didn't you go to practice? It's better than being a servant!"
This time Zhang Luo did not hesitate and said straightforwardly:
"The younger one doesn't have the talent to become a magician, and he can't endure the hardships of becoming a martial artist. He's even more afraid of seeing knives and blood, so he doesn't practice."
Such an answer immediately aroused Yiran's interest, so she continued to ask:
"What the mercenary group does is licking blood from the edge of a knife, so why are you here?"
Zhang Luo seemed to be mocking himself and said proudly:
"I've been bullied a lot since I was a child, and I don't have the ability to stand up for myself, so I have no choice but to take refuge in forces like the Zhan Iron Mercenary Group."
"It is only because of the reputation of the Zhan Iron Mercenary Group that I can live a more comfortable life and avoid the censure of many people."
"Besides, it's really a small thing that I didn't do well, so I should be punished."
Listening to Zhang Luo's words, Yiran suddenly fell into deep thought.
"Justice is simple to say, but when you pursue justice in your own heart, how many people's justice will you destroy?"
Yiran's original intention was to wipe out the Zhan Tie Mercenary Group in one fell swoop.
Because in Yiran's opinion, there would definitely be no good people in the mercenary group who could do that kind of thing.
Then even if he wipes out the entire Zhan Iron Mercenary Group, he won't feel any psychological burden at all.
But the Zhang Luo in front of her made Yiran change her mind.
Just as he is seeking justice for all civilian monks, the Zhantie Mercenary Group is also seeking justice for a small person like Zhang Luo.
If I kill all the Zhan Tie Mercenary Group today, where will a little guy like Zhang Luo go?
When they encounter bullying again, will they be considered an accomplice or even the culprit?
This is like a question that Buddhism can never solve.
To save one person and lead to the death of ten thousand people is the same as killing one person to save ten thousand people. It is a choice that they cannot make even if they have it. It is a choice that they can never unlock.
This thought lingered in Yiran's mind for a long time, and it was not until they had unknowingly entered the Grand Commander's courtyard that Yiran came back to his senses.
But he discovered that his thinking had entered a dead end.
When Zhang Luo encountered an injustice like being bullied, he joined the Zhan Iron Mercenary Group to suppress evil with evil. This was by no means a cure for the root cause, but rather encouraged evil's arrogance.
So the real way to help Zhang Luo is to make him stronger, or to make those who hurt him no longer want to hurt others, rather than to fight evil with evil and violence with violence.
Yiran does not believe in Buddhism, so he can kill one person or ten thousand people.
Even if one day he needs to kill tens of millions of people to ensure the continuation of the human race, Yiran will not hesitate to take action against those tens of millions of people, because Yiran has his own strength in his heart.
So as long as Yiran believes that what he is doing is not wrong, his sword will be extremely firm.
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"I wonder where this young man is from. What big business does he want to do with us?"
Zhan Tie's mellow voice brought Yiran back to reality.
Because of this voice, an aisle was opened in the middle of the originally crowded courtyard, allowing Zhan Tie and Yi Ran to look at each other.
Yiran looked at Zhan Tie, who was looking upright, and felt in a daze.
How could such a decent person be the mastermind behind such a vicious act?
It’s true that people can’t be judged by their appearances!
"Are you the grand leader Kuang Tie? You are indeed upright!"
Yiran clasped his fists and said bluntly:
"My name is Ran Yi, and I come from the nearby Sun Moon City."
"I won't say any more nonsense. I'm coming to the Mad Iron Mercenary Group today to make another big deal with you."
Everyone who didn't know about it looked at Yiran, who called himself "Ran Yi", with surprise, wondering what big business such a young man would have.
"I am Zhan Yin, the third commander of the Zhan Iron Mercenary Group."
"I like the young master's quick words, so we won't bother you anymore."
"Since the young master wants to do business with us, why not tell us about the business directly?"
Yiran lowered his eyes, looked directly at Zhan Yin and said:
"It turns out that it is the third regiment leader who fights the Silver Spirit. I have admired his name for a long time. Since all the regiment leaders do not think that our company is rude, then I will have something to say directly."
Yi Ran, who behaves like a young master, really plays the image of a playboy disciple vividly.
It seems that if you don't talk about this young master, no one will know that he comes from a wealthy family.
"A few days ago, I found a team of civilian monks to go on an adventure to Crescent Lake to try my luck."
"I can't believe that those people actually know a path that avoids all sixth-level monsters. They can avoid almost all dangers and reach the vicinity of Crescent Lake."
Then Yiran told them all the details of what they were doing, until they finally stopped in the swamp.
As for what happened next, Yiran made up a story according to his own ideas.
"The civilian monks were too helpless. They turned into a coward when faced with the fourth-level rot-tailed crocodile, so they had no choice but to return the way they came."
"But on the way back, we encountered a spiritual-level blue bird."
"At that time, Blue Bird was fighting with a brother who was using the Blood Sword Skill."
"It's just that, that brother seems to be only a two-star martial arts master. He has almost no resistance against the spiritual-level Blue Bird."
"And those civilian monks all died under the iron beak of the Blue Bird in order to protect me. If it weren't for the life-saving things given by resistance, I am afraid that even I would have to answer for that."
"So I must retaliate with an eye and kill that damn bluebird, and then cross the swamp and continue deep into the Warcraft Forest to find the Moonlight Grass."
As Yiran spoke, he used his senses to carefully observe the changes in the faces of everyone present.
Listening to Yiran's emotional story, many people believed Yiran's story.
Even Zhan Tie began to doubt whether what Yiran said was true.
The bloody sword skill is clearly the vision of the Blood Moon Sword, and the two-star Grand Martial Sect is also consistent with Hu Tong's cultivation level.
Could it be that Hu Tong, who has not returned for a long time, really died in the hands of the Cang Lan Que at the spiritual level?
But where did this spiritual-level blue bird come from?
At this time, Zhan Jin said with disbelief:
"Where did the spiritual-level blue bird appear from? Crescent Lake is only two hundred miles away from Nanshan City. I have never heard of a spiritual-level monster appearing on this road."
"There is always a sixth-level Blue Bird. Is it possible that it can break through?"
"Damn it, we didn't touch you, but you dared to take action against our brothers in the Iron Mercenary Group."
Zhan Jin looked at Yiran cursingly and said angrily:
"Since we have a grudge against our brothers, let alone no business, I will just go and kill that bastard!"
Yiran looked at Zhan Jin, who was full of murderous intent, and never expected that he who looked most like a villain was actually the most loyal.
After he told this story, he only cared about Hu Tong's life and death.
He deliberately mentioned that he was with the civilian monks, and also mentioned the monks who used the bloody sword skill, just to arouse the suspicion of those who knew the inside story.
Once people have a suspicion, they will have strange emotions, and they will be able to find out who knows that thing.
"Second brother, revenge is revenge, business still has to be done."
"Look at this Young Master Ran Yi, he not only wants to kill the Blue Bird, he also wants to cross the swamp and go deeper into the Warcraft Forest!"
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