On the other side, Chen Jiuyang had just exited the expressway from Ziyang County to Fengcheng.
He was now the Marquis of Xuanyang, with the privilege of purchasing a helicopter for convenient travel, but he had not yet attended to this matter.
When he made the phone call earlier, he had been very polite and had not used his authority to pressure others. As the Marquis of Xuanyang, he could not act against ordinary people.
From this perspective, he could understand why Zhong Zhuwu and others had not directly killed Chen Jianmin or himself, as they were bound by rules.
The greater one's strength and power, the greater the corresponding constraints, otherwise, society would fall into chaos.
It was precisely because of sound and complete constraints and laws that Long Country could become increasingly peaceful and the nation stronger; all things were interconnected.
Your social status was different, and consequently, the matters and things you faced were also different, with each social stratum having its own responsibilities.
Of course, there were exceptions to everything. Along the way, he had also reviewed a considerable amount of information.
In Long Country, marquisates could not be inherited. Therefore, many marquises, as they aged and their martial arts realms could no longer advance, and when the local area was relatively stable, tended to indulge in pleasure and lead decadent lives.
Before Marquis Fengzhui died, many people had curried favor with him. After Marquis Fengzhui died, those people immediately scattered like birds and beasts.
Chen Jiuyang arrived at the Marquis Fengzhui's mansion again. There were no longer any Sword Bearers guarding it because Marquis Fengzhui had died, and the royal decree of enfeoffment naturally dissolved.
"Since the person is already dead, then everything should dissipate in time and be buried in the dust."
Chen Jiuyang's every move was now being watched by many people. As soon as he got out of the car and stood at the entrance of the Marquis Fengzhui's mansion, the main gate of the Marquis Fengzhui's mansion immediately opened. A beautiful, mature woman in her forties, dressed in mourning attire, emerged. She looked at Chen Jiuyang with a face full of grief and anger, saying, "My husband is dead, Marquis Xuanyang, what more do you want!"
She was Zhong Zhuwu's first wife, but she had not borne him any children.
Chen Jiuyang's expression was calm, and his tone was also very calm, "A person is dead, does that mean all past debts and karma can be offset?"
"Zhong Zhuwu, as reinforcement for the Zhennan Army, had already arrived at the battlefield at that time but was reluctant to step forward to save people. It wasn't until all my team members were dead that he stepped forward to kill me."
The mournful roar of Number Two before his death was something Chen Jiuyang could not let go of.
Zhou Fangzun, Xi Butui, and Zhong Zhuwu had enmity with him. Did Number One and the others have any enmity with them?
Not to mention that Zhong Zhuwu could have helped fight the enemy, but at the very least, he could have blocked the Japanese ninjas and allowed Number One and the others to retreat safely. However, Zhong Zhuwu was ambushed nearby, causing Chen Jiuyang to watch them die with his own eyes.
"Although Zhong Zhuwu is dead," Chen Jiuyang pointed to his heart, "I cannot let go of this place. There is a knot I cannot overcome."
Perhaps it was the experience with Da Sha and Wang Juyuan, or perhaps he had cultivated the "Yan Sheng Fa" (Method of Disliking Life), or perhaps he had died once and struggled out of life and death, Chen Jiuyang had become somewhat sentimental, or perhaps it was a transformation.
The beautiful, mature woman's expression changed, "Then what do you want to do?"
Chen Jiuyang said, "Debts have their heads and creditors have their masters. Zhong Zhuwu is dead, and I will not make things difficult for you ordinary people. However, this mansion should not exist. I will give you ten minutes to let the people inside leave here."
This was to completely trample the existence and past of Zhong Zhuwu underfoot. The beautiful, mature woman's expression changed several times, and she gritted her teeth, "I hope you will keep your word and not make things difficult for us or harm us in the future."
Chen Jiuyang did not speak. He simply drew out the Yan Sheng Saber and planted it on the ground, waiting quietly for the time.
The beautiful, mature woman quickly turned around, and then a large number of people fled from the Marquis Fengzhui's mansion. Chen Jiuyang let them leave.
When the ten minutes were up, Chen Jiuyang's true energy suddenly circulated. He raised the Yan Sheng Saber, filled with killing intent, and the Black Flame Saber Qi appeared.
"Rumble!"
With one slash, the luxuriously decorated and vast Marquis Fengzhui's mansion was directly reduced to ruins.
From this moment on, everything related to Marquis Fengzhui completely turned into smoke.
Chen Jiuyang stood in place, scanned the surroundings, and said loudly, "There are six more days."
After saying this, Chen Jiuyang got into his car and left.
There were six more days until November 15th, the day of his life-and-death battle with Xi Butui.
Everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation. Judging by Chen Jiuyang's demeanor, this battle with Xi Butui would be worth watching.
The news reached Xi Butui, who remained silent.
Chen Jiuyang did not immediately return to Ziyang County but went to the Marquis Fenghan's mansion.
The Marquis Fenghan's mansion was also busy at this time. Previously, the Pure Yang Qi Replenishing Pills were produced here, but now they were to be moved to Chen Jiuyang's Marquis Xuanyang mansion within Ziyang County. All the personnel, equipment, production lines, and medicinal materials had to be moved.
Chen Jiuyang arrived at the Marquis Fenghan's mansion and entered a room draped with white mourning ribbons.
Inside was an ice coffin, in which Zhang Jialong lay.
Chen Jiuyang gently stroked the coffin and said softly:
"Young chivalrous spirit, befriending the heroes of the five capitals. Loyalty and courage abound. Hair stands on end. In casual conversation. Life and death are the same. A promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold."
"Brother, wait a few more days..."
After speaking, Chen Jiuyang lit three sticks of incense and slowly turned to leave the small room.
When Zhang Jialong died, Chen Jiuyang didn't even have a place to arrange a coffin for him. He could only place him at his master, Marquis Fenghan's place. It had been over a month since he was placed there.
In this world, if you had money and power, many people would be willing to drink and talk with you, but how many would be willing to give their lives for you?
After Zhong Zhuwu died, his women scattered like birds and beasts. If Zhong Zhuwu's women had been willing to be buried with him, Chen Jiuyang might have preserved Zhong Zhuwu's mansion.
But the reality was that after he died, he vanished into thin air. With just one word from Chen Jiuyang, those people were frightened and fled that place in a hurry.
Marquis Fenghan stood outside the door. When Chen Jiuyang came out, his eyes were filled with worry, and he said, "Jiuyang, the Third King, Zhou Fangzun, sent someone to secretly deliver a message saying..."
"Master, there's no need to say more. Blood debts must be paid with blood," Chen Jiuyang said before leaving the Marquis Fenghan's mansion and driving back to Ziyang County.
"Sigh..." Marquis Fenghan watched Chen Jiuyang's retreating figure, feeling that his disciple was very incompetent, and a strong sense of powerlessness arose in his heart.
...
If it were before, Chen Jiuyang would have had many things to attend to upon arriving in Fengcheng. However, when Zhou Fangzun made a move against Chen Jiuyang, the forces he had gathered immediately turned into scattered sand. Although people were sent to deliver gifts again yesterday, Chen Jiuyang did not accept any of them, making it clear that he did not want to deal with these people anymore and directly drove back to Ziyang County.
Upon returning to his home in Qingzhu Village, Chen Jiuyang found that his parents were not at home. He asked Deng Zun, "Where are my parents?"
Deng Zun replied, "Marquis, it seems your maternal grandparents have arrived in Ziyang County. The master and madam have gone to the station to pick them up."
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear. Chen Jianmin and Zhang Xiuzhen were seen getting off a bus at the bus stop by the roadside with a group of people.