Qimu Ge looked at the departing Nan Batian, his gaze slightly condensed as he said, "Master, do you really believe that he can help us find the military supplies?"
Yelu sipped his tea and replied, "Yes."
Qimu Ge frowned and said, "What if he can’t find them? The Inspection Envoy is coming; how will we explain ourselves? This matter has already been reported to the Inspection Envoy!"
Upon hearing this, a cold smile appeared on Yelu’s face as he said, "If he can’t find them, then he is responsible for the Zoroastrian Sect, and he planned this incident."
"Ah? Master, are you going to abandon Nan Batian?"
Yelu looked at Qimu Ge and said with a chuckle, "A useless person, why keep him?"
"The leader of a guild, played so embarrassingly by a Hall Master, is utterly incompetent. Moreover, his recent behavior has been too strange, I feel there is a problem. But right now, the focus is on finding that batch of military supplies. I can only let it slide, it’s not convenient to investigate him strictly. Otherwise, do you think I would let him off so easily today?"
"Master, are you saying that you also do not believe Nan Batian is innocent?"
Qimu Ge looked at Yelu, and Yelu chuckled coldly, "Innocent? Are Han people ever innocent? I just still need him to work for me. If within these fifteen days he does not find the military supplies or is found with a bigger problem, then..."
Yelu stood up and said to Qimu Ge, "Deploy two hundred Black Cavalry into the city."
Qimu Ge bowed to show he understood; he really did understand.
Nan Batian’s usefulness was dwindling, his position had been shaken, and there were still so many unresolved issues, leading to half the city speculating that Nan Batian might be colluding with the Zoroastrian Sect.
Just think, if the Inspection Envoy arrives and half the city says Nan Batian is in collusion with the Zoroastrian Sect, and yet Yelu stubbornly defends him.
What good outcome could Yelu expect?
In truth, unless Nan Batian really managed to find that batch of military supplies and catch the demon people from the Zoroastrian Sect to clear his suspicions with their heads, he was the only one who could take the blame.
As for any remaining usefulness of Nan Batian, like his top martial power in Mianshui, sorry, that’s truly negligible.
In Yelu’s eyes, those Energy Transformation Masters are just a group of slightly impressive subordinates, all ants until they reach the Qi Blood Holding Core Realm. Of course, even those who reach the Qi Blood Holding Core Realm must still kneel and surrender in front of the mighty court!
The court is Yelu’s greatest confidence. As for a local gang leader, that’s just a small fry in his eyes, easily disposable without any hesitation.
Fishing Guild Headquarters!
Nan Batian safely returned to his seat, looking at the battered Qin Ying, he couldn’t help but say, "Qin Ying, you really are useless, failing at such a small task?"
Qin Ying’s eyes carried a hint of resentment, but he soon knelt on the ground and said, "Gang Leader, I have failed, please punish me!"
"Humph, let it go this time. Also, notify the merchants in the city that the Mianshui River will continue to be closed for at least half a month. If they want to transport goods, they can come to me, the price is still fifty percent profit. Of course, if they refuse to accept this, they can go complain to Lord Yelu."
"If they can’t complain me down, then they must obediently pay the money."
After hearing this, Qin Ying bowed and said "Yes, Gang Leader, I will handle it immediately."
Seeing this, Tang Ziyue said, "Lord, shouldn’t we be a bit more restrained?"
Nan Batian looked at Tang Ziyue, perplexed, "Restrained? Restrain what? Is there anything worth restraining? The situation is already out there, can things get any worse? Don’t worry, it’s fine, get the word out, just as I said, tell those merchants that within these fifteen days, if they don’t pay the money, not a single grain of sand will be transported out of Mianshui County!"
Hearing this, Qin Ying bowed and retreated. When he was outside, Qin Ying looked back; his gaze was incredibly profound, and then he continued walking forward without stopping.
Tang Ziyue saw Qin Ying leave and said to Nan Batian, "Gang Leader, today Lord Yelu already warned us. If we continue to do as we please, I’m afraid Lord Yelu will be displeased with us!"
After hearing this, Nan Batian looked at Tang Ziyue and couldn’t help but feel that his strategist was being rather naive.
The reason Yelu had not turned against him yet was precisely because he hoped Nan Batian would find those military supplies. As long as they were found, they could maintain a superficial peace. Of course, if they couldn’t be found, then sorry, he would become the scapegoat Yelu was willing to discard.
So now he was betting life and death. Aside from the military supplies, he had no expectations for anything else.
As for continuing to earn money through canal transportation, he would make money. Yelu would turn a blind eye; he would not squabble over such profits at this time.
And this bastard, taking the biggest share: scoring sixty thousand taels for himself while leaving forty thousand taels to others...
Nan Batian calmed down a bit and then said to Tang Ziyue, "Ziyue, that’s it, everything is pretty much resolved. There’s nothing else, so you can go rest for now. I will handle the rest."
Tang Ziyue looked at Nan Batian, who smiled and said, "Go on, leave."
Seeing that Nan Batian was adamant about sending him away, he had no choice but to bow and take his leave.
Watching Tang Ziyue leave, Nan Batian clapped his hands. Shortly after, a man dressed in black, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, came out from the Inner Hall. He was the Death Soldier Commander cultivated by Nan Batian.