Would the heir of the first sequence of the Ying family also join the Rejuvenation Society?
He remembered the primary demand of the Rejuvenation Society.
It was to overthrow the nine surnames of Dongxia!
Qin Shi’s eyes flickered, his thoughts dispersing.
"Old Ying, reconciliation is not up for discussion.
I’m merely a disciple of the Nanhuang Daoist School, not someone who really makes decisions.
Moreover, how is only Ying Qi alone enough for my senior’s life?"
Ying Huang corrected him:
"Not just Ying Qi, but seventy-seven direct descendants as well."
Qin Shi said earnestly:
"Still not enough. Those involved in that incident from the Ying family should repay Senior Shen with their lives. It is only fair.
Besides, old Ying, you know, right in Central City, the Nanhuang Daoist School still has a blood debt to settle."
Ying Huang said with a blank expression:
"Ying Lin is a direct descendant of the Ying family, and the last of his line.
If he were to die in Heng Province, it would be a great dishonor to the Ying family.
I can promise you, Student Qin, that Ying Lin will receive a just trial under the Dongxia Constitution.
For instance, he will go to court, plead guilty, and be sentenced to imprisonment."
Having a direct descendant of the Ying family accept legal punishment in public.
This indeed shows sincerity.
Since the first millennium of New Dongxia, the nine surnames have emerged.
To countless citizens, they are filled with mystery and authority, akin to some kind of sacred and inviolable embodiment.
Even after several upheavals and great challenges, they have never been fundamentally harmed.
The phrase "live and perish with the nation" just spoken by Ying Huang is without issue.
"Master Zhang would not agree."
Qin Shi still shook his head.
It must be said, this heir of the first sequence of the Ying family indeed possesses extraordinary talent.
During the conversation, one feels as if bathed in a spring breeze, extremely refreshing, making it hard to harbor any dislike.
"No worries, I’ll still say the same, the Nanhuang Daoist School is about to see my sincerity."
Ying Huang slightly lifted his chin, his handsome face brimming with confidence.
"Student Qin, compared to the master of the Nanhuang Daoist School, I care more about your thoughts."
Qin Shi suppressed the subconscious urge to step back, always feeling that the favor from this Ying family heir was somewhat inexplicable.
He maintained a calm distance, saying:
"If the Ying family truly holds sincerity for reconciliation, why not go to the Tai’an Metropolitan Area and directly find Master Zhang.
Old Ying, you’re fixated on me, unwilling to visit the Nanhuang Daoist School, aren’t you worried about being thrown out, or perhaps... getting beaten half to death?"
Ying Huang’s handsome face twitched slightly, this guy’s perception was quite keen.
"I have some hearsay about Elder Zhang’s temper. Before this feud is settled, it’s best not to irk his eyes, to avoid adding to the nuisance."
Qin Shi chuckled, Elder Zhang seemed in his sunset years, nearing decrepitude, but once angered, he was like a thunderous fury, destroying everything in his path.
Sister Yu recounted, by the pine river bank manor that year, Elder Zhang slaughtered countless bodies, then piloted the Divine Machine to wage war in Central City, nearly leveling the Education Department HQ.
He dares say, if any descendant of the Ying family dares to step into the Nanhuang Daoist School, breaking their legs would be mild.
"I hope next time we meet, we can sit down for a drink."
Ying Huang did not hesitate, giving Qin Shi a slight smile before turning away gracefully.
At the end of the corridor, Old Li, hidden in the shadows, wiped the sweat from his forehead and followed Ying Huang’s footsteps:
"Young Master Huang, how did the talk go?"
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"Just as I guessed. He is not someone easily persuaded or swayed."
"So he is unwilling to accept the reconciliation gesture from the Ying family?"
Ying Huang shrugged, appearing indifferent, and instead asked:
"Old Li, you seem a bit on edge, what’s wrong?"
The close-following old butler said in a deep voice:
"The Nanhuang Daoist School is truly teeming with masters. While you were talking with Qin Shi, I sensed a terrifying spiritual fluctuation."
Ying Huang raised his eyebrows and asked:
"The spiritual witch of the Southwest United, Yu Weiwei?"
Old Li nodded and said:
"Correct. From my judgment, she’s likely at the Sitting and Forgetting Level, with a very high spell slot level. If she drags me into the spiritual space, I might not be able to escape."
Ying Huang seemed to have seen Yu Weiwei before, imagining her in his mind, then said:
"She’s a beauty too. But her mental beauty is too perilous, constantly on the verge of collapse.
This fragmented beauty is rare and worth appreciating."
He arrived at the end of the corridor, where large portraits hung on the walls, depicting the past Governors of Heng Province in sequential order.
He quietly stood by, gazing at those "historical figures" who had personally participated in the currents of the times, embarking on the Great Expedition and Great Exploration.
"This is what a great man ought to be."
In the six millennia of New Dongxia, Marshal Qin once briefly awoke from the Celestial Crystal Coffin.
The supreme hero, as radiant as a star illuminating Dongxia, opened his eyes, and after eighteen minutes, gave his orders.
Like the rumbling of cosmic thunder, his voice echoed through the core of the Imperial Capital.
Both the Council Court and the eight-hundred-member Grand Council followed Marshal Qin’s instructions immediately.
Conveying the will of this supreme hero to thirty-two Administrative New Stars.
The first task was the permanent stripping of the nine surnames’ descendants from the position of Planet Governor.
Secondly, the purging of a large number of nobles from within the Battle Group.
And prohibiting any deep cooperation between the Battle Group and the financial elite.
This made it difficult for the nine surnames’ descendants to become the upper echelon forces of New Dongxia in the future.
They could only seek seats in the Grand Council or participate in the Great Expedition and Great Exploration, aiming for broader prospects and futures.
"That was the second storm the great ship of New Dongxia encountered on its voyage to the Star Sea, facing the danger of capsizing."