Chapter 164: Failing To Draw A Tiger

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The civilians of Ding Tao felt that something was amiss. Don't the people from Jianghu like to settle their grudges themselves and not bring it to court? Why are they still running to the yamen every few days?

The people from the Demonic Sect that went to the Yamen were heartless and vicious. They killed officials. Luckily, the Demonic Sect had ceased to exist.

But today, they came to Yamen because Governor Tian's concubine was killed. The people from the Jianghu felt that she was killed by the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect and wanted to get justice for Governor Tian. The civilians were confused. Governor Tian was an official; he would be able to investigate the case by himself. Why would he need the people from Jianghu to get justice for him? Does he have any relationship with these people?

As for Xiaoyao Sect, it was a sect that only did good deeds. Can they let their leader be taken to yamen just because those people from the Righteous Path said that he killed the concubine? A lot of civilians were gathered around yamen, watching as the members of the Righteous Path argued with the officers of the yamen.

After the members of the Righteous Path finished shouting, Situ brought his people out and stood outside the gate, questioning the people of the JIanghu.

"Governor Tian's concubine just caught the flu. The governor had already sent someone to visit her. Who gave you all the courage to spout such nonsense over here!" The assistant magistrate had no choice but to say, his words instructed by Situ. Don't blame me, Governor; why did you disappear at such a crucial moment?

The people from Jianghu looked at each other. Normally, they would just gather together and get ready for action whenever they hear any news. They didn't go and analyze the truth behind this piece of news. After a long while, the chief disciple from E Mei Sect opened her mouth under the gaze of their sect leader.

"You have no evidence. How do we know if you are hiding something?"

Feng Luodi felt that these people were really unreasonable. They said whatever they felt like saying and judged others by their own standards. Just like what Situ said, the people that came were all sects of the Righteous Part but they couldn't be compared to martial arts sanctuaries like Shao Lin Monastery and Wu Dang Sect. They were the tower of strength for the martial arts world.

Only those without the ability would jump around causing a ruckus. This was what Situ summarised. Feng Luodi understood this sentence now.

Situ gave a sneer and looked past the pleading gaze by the assistant magistrate. He stared right at those noisy people of the Jianghu and said in a cold voice, "Who are you? What right do you have to bother about the yamen's business?"

The chief disciple choked on his words. The jeering from the civilians made him felt ashamed.

As things were getting awkward, the sect leaders that were present finally stood up and used their neigong to spread their words far away.

"Duke of Anping, the Jianghu and the imperial court don't interfere with one another. However, our sect is within the territory of Ding Tao. Since there are sects creating havoc and killing the families of officials, we just wanted to spare a thought for the civilians of Ding Tao. Why are you stopping us? Are you colluding with them?"

Feng Luodi exchanged glances with Xue Yiqi. They both thought that these people spoke really daringly.

Situ looked at them coldly. The oppressive aura he had made many Jianghu people uncomfortable. After a long time, Situ said, "What do you mean by not interfering with each other?"

"The Jianghu is just a small portion within the entire ocean, it should be governed by the imperial court too. As someone who learns martial arts, you need to have a righteous and pure heart. Firstly, you practice martial arts to strengthen your body. Secondly, you practice it punish evil. As for those murders and grudges, they should be reported to Yamen according to the rules of the Xuan dynasty.

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