Chapter 1126 - 374: Is There No Law? Is There No Justice?

Combat Martial Artists were different from Qi and Blood Martial Artists. The latter could afford to wait for their breakthroughs, but Combat Martial Artists could not. They raced against time, and delays were simply unacceptable.

This batch of supplies would be sealed by the government. Furthermore, since the ownership of the bamboo forest now belonged to the Ketone Trust Group, Su Qingfeng would eventually have to beg his boss anyway. The situation was still salvageable. Whether it was Su Yue, Su Qingfeng, or the Shenchu Corps, they all had to abide by the laws of the Divine Land.

"Right!" the assistant exclaimed. "We obtained the mining certificate a week ago. Since these goods are currently under dispute, we have to wait for the Divine Land’s ruling!"

Bai Zhiyong’s pupils shrank as a sudden gleam crossed his eyes. He then looked at his subordinate with a face full of approval. He wasn’t entirely useless; the heavy price paid to groom him hadn’t been a waste. Over the past week, Bai Zhiyong had been testing Su Qingfeng’s bottom line.

"You people... are simply digging your own graves!" the Major General glared viciously at Bai Zhiyong.

These bloodsuckers never did any good, yet they always managed to find loopholes. From a legal standpoint, the bamboo forest did indeed belong to the Ketone Trust Group now. Strictly speaking, Su Yue had overstepped his boundaries. The Divine Land had seen similar disputes in the past. From a third-party perspective, the Ketone Trust Group actually held the upper hand.

"I never said this batch of supplies belongs to the Ketone Trust Group. I just think there is a dispute and am requesting the Divine Land Government to open a court hearing! I don’t understand why saying that means I’m going to die," Bai Zhiyong said, looking calmly at the Major General. He was, after all, a Seventh-Grade Martial Artist, while the Major General was only at the sixth grade.

CRACK!

CRACK!

CRACK!

The ground suddenly began to fracture. Before anyone realized it, a suffocating killing intent had spread over everyone’s heads. The short-snouted pig in Su Yue’s palm trembled violently, nearly scared to death.

The team of experts from the Ketone Trust Group had all collapsed to the ground, their bodies shaking uncontrollably. Although the assistant hadn’t fallen over, his face had turned purple, looking as if he were drowning. He stared at Su Qingfeng, dumbfounded.

It was terrifying. During the previous transactions between his boss and Su Qingfeng, the assistant had only seen Su Qingfeng’s bottom line continuously dropping. He had never expected Prince Qing to be this incredibly powerful. Right now, he felt as though he could be sent straight to hell in the next second.

"Prince Qing, please think twice. I received my uncle’s permission to mine this bamboo forest. You’d better think carefully before you kill anyone." Bai Zhiyong was suppressed to the point that his bones were cracking under the pressure.

For the first time, he felt a genuine threat to his life. Because of this, Bai Zhiyong brought out Yuan Longhan as his backer—even though Yuan Longhan knew absolutely nothing about the bamboo forest.

"Prince Qing, calm down!" The Major General was scared out of his wits.

He wasn’t worried about Bai Zhiyong and his gang of bloodsuckers; they wouldn’t be pitied even if they died in the Wet Realm. The Major General was worried about Su Qingfeng. If he failed to control his temper and killed someone again, the situation would escalate beyond repair.

Bai Zhiyong’s status was special, and the crux of the matter was that he was genuinely a relative of the Grand Marshal. Once he committed murder, Su Qingfeng’s future identity would be that of a fugitive. He would never have the right to step onto the soil of the Divine Land again for the rest of his life—not even the Shenchu Prison would accept him. Most importantly, Su Qingfeng would have no way to explain himself to the Marshal. Yuan Longhan was Su Qingfeng’s savior, after all.

CRACK!

Su Qingfeng clenched his fists tightly and subsequently reined in his killing intent.

He wasn’t angry because of the Ketone Trust Group’s aggressiveness; he just couldn’t stand seeing his son being wronged. As for becoming a fugitive, Su Qingfeng couldn’t care less. He withdrew his killing intent for two reasons. First, he didn’t want to let Yuan Longhan down; after all, the man was his savior and mentor. Second, Su Qingfeng didn’t want to ruin Su Yue’s future. Although Su Yue could survive in the Wet Realm, Su Qingfeng had no right to strip away his son’s right to return to Earth.

Thus, Su Qingfeng calmed down.

PHEW!

The Major General let out a heavy sigh of relief. He felt gratified. It seemed that Prince Qing’s temper had indeed improved a lot. If this had been the past, Su Qingfeng would have undoubtedly killed them. The people from the Ketone Trust Group had pushed things too far.

"General, do you have any cash in your account?" Su Yue, who had remained silent all this time, suddenly asked.

"Uh... yes..." The Major General was taken aback.

He was full of curiosity. What did Su Yue need cash for? There was no way to spend money in the Wet Realm anyway. Moreover, considering Su Yue’s contributions from last time, the merit points issued to him would be worth at least a billion.

"Do you have three million?" Su Yue asked again.

"Just about!" the Major General replied after a brief thought. He felt quite ashamed. At such a young age, Su Yue had assets exceeding a billion, whereas he wasn’t even sure if he had three million in his own account. Comparisons truly were odious. As a Major General, he felt utterly useless.

"Lend it to me, and transfer it to the Ketone Trust Group’s account while you’re at it. Let’s call it... medical expenses!"

BOOM!

As soon as Su Yue’s words fell, his body shot forward like a cheetah. Because his speed was so immense, mud splattered across the ground, and a string of afterimages trailed behind him!

"According to the public security laws of the Divine Land, I’ll pay the standard compensation for engaging in a brawl. At a rate of thirty thousand per punch, I’ll hit you with three million’s worth first!"

BOOM!

The moment Su Yue finished speaking, the assistant standing next to Bai Zhiyong was sent flying high into the air by a single punch.

"You like playing with the law, do you? I’m currently a student at West Martial, and I’m also a meritorious contributor to the Divine Land Military Department. If you dare hurl insults at me or lay a finger on me, that constitutes humiliating a meritorious contributor to the Divine Land. I can have the Investigation and Arrest Bureau arrest you, and you’ll be sentenced to a minimum of one year!"

BOOM!

Before the assistant’s body could even fall back down, Su Yue kicked him flying once again. Of course, Su Yue didn’t intentionally aim for his vitals; he purely wanted to inflict pain.

"Mr. Bai, save me!"

BOOM!