Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Oh, you're here to see Suktiris, aren't you?" The guard put the Liheng coin into his pocket and smiled.

"I see you have a friendly face, so I'll make an exception and allow you to visit!"

"Wait, I haven't agreed yet!"

Another guard stepped forward and said disdainfully:

"You fucking took the money, and I didn't get a single penny!"

"That's none of my business." The guard, having received the money, quickly walked to the side, squatted down, and started playing on his phone.

"..." Yan Huan then slipped some more Liheng coins to another guard.

"That's it?" Another guard frowned.

"Why is it five hundred for him and five yuan for me?"

Chapter 1215 What do you want to do?

"Do you want it or not? If not, give it back to me!"

"Yes, yes... if I save up a little more, I'll have enough money to buy my goddess lipstick."

At this point, both guards squatted in a corner and started playing on their phones.

Yan Huan entered the detention cell and looked around.

The room was furnished comfortably, without iron bars or other restrictive measures, preserving the old man's final dignity.

"Your Excellency, you've arrived..."

The old man slowly turned around, his eyes darting around, as if he didn't want Yan Huan to see him like this.

"Is this how you find medicine? It's blatant robbery!"

"How could that be?" The old man blushed, feeling very ashamed.

"In order to find medicine, I sneaked into the warehouse where the holy city stored supplies."

"At first I planned to steal, but I didn't expect them to come so quickly..."

"Fortunately, I am still in good health and have enough time to deliver the medicines."

Thinking of this, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

“I am well aware that I am doing something illegal, and I have only myself to blame for this situation.”

"But if I had to say whether it was worth it, my only regret is that I couldn't send more medicine out of the city to those who really need it..."

He raised his head and looked at Yan Huan.

“Your Excellency Yan Huan, you may feel that I have betrayed the people of Ohma.”

"But the city doesn't need so many medicines at all. Although there is drug control, a large number of medicines expire and are destroyed every year because no one uses them."

"These things can clearly help more people..."

As he spoke, he lowered his head again.

"I'm sorry, I've let you down. I can't continue down this path with you and Paratten."

"I guess I'll have to break my promise to treat you to a meal..."

"You really don't need to." Yan Huan took out a box of medicine from her pocket.

“I have a better drug.”

"Is it."

The old man saw the specially packaged medicine and smiled faintly:

"As expected of Lord Yan Huan, it seems your former city-state... was quite powerful."

"But relying on you all the time won't work."

"To truly save the world, we must not rely on just one individual."

“Your medicine might be enough for the refugees in Chongyuan, but Onfaros is such a vast country, there are countless victims who need help…”

"I'm old now, a decrepit old man."

He shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with melancholy.

"I know I don't have much time left, so I don't have much patience either."

"Getting the medicine from the Holy City as quickly as possible is what I should do."

“Next, my apprentice Parateng will inherit my mantle and carry on my unfinished legacy.”

"Do your family know you're doing this?" Yan Huan asked.

He got himself imprisoned for trying to secure resources for refugees.

What should the family do then?

"Haha... You don't need to worry about that. I have my own freedom, don't I?"

The old man smiled faintly:

"Sometimes, I'm also very confused."

"Why would I risk losing everything to help a group of strangers?"

"Because I also hope that when I'm in trouble, someone will lend me a hand."

“A wise man once said, ‘If you want others to treat you well, you must first treat others well.’ I think this is very true.”

"Of course, there will always be people who feel they will never be the ones needing help. But... who can guarantee that the walls of Ohma will stand forever?"

"You wait, I'll get you out of here soon enough." Yan Huan narrowed her eyes:

"Tell me, what's the next step?"

The old man was taken aback at first, then explained:

"According to the laws of the Holy City, they will put me on trial, and the outcome will most likely be unkind."

"Insisting on doing the right thing also comes at a price, and besides, I was only doing it to satisfy my own desire to save people, which does not mean that I am right."

"Sigh... I'm prepared to accept the punishment."

"Your Excellency Yan Huan, please stop wasting your energy on me and go help those who are in greater need."

The old man sighed:

"My only wish before the final moment arrived was to be able to eat one more apple."

"An apple?" Yan Huan quickly tossed an apple to the old man.

"Yes, this is it." The old man took the apple, glanced at it, and smiled.

"This apple is huge..."

"I tried the one you gave me last time, and it's really much sweeter than the one in Ohmane, both sweet and big..."

"Apples are my favorite food. An apple a day keeps the doctor away."

"It's a pity we don't have much time, otherwise I would definitely discuss the deliciousness of apples with you, and many other things..."

The two guards who were crouching in the corner stood up and slowly looked at Yan Huan.

"Visiting time is over, Lord Yan Huan, please return."

"Damn, so you guys knew who I was all along." Yan Huan looked at the two of them.

"Of course, otherwise why would we make an exception and let you visit just because of some Liheng coins?"

The guard sighed:

"Alright, everything in the Holy City must be governed by law. We can't keep turning a blind eye forever."

"Lord Yan Huan, if you really want to change this outcome, then rescue them through legitimate means."

“Ompharos is in chaos now and cannot withstand further conflict.”

"According to Suctris, he broke into the Holy City warehouse to help a group of Gentiles, which may affect his sentencing."

"The trial will be held in Kefal Plaza. We also invite Lord Yan Huan to attend and witness the justice of the Holy City's laws."

……

After the visit ended, Yan Huan had no choice but to return to the abyss of fate.

The old man is not in danger now, so let's settle the refugees here first.

"Sir, you are back!"

Upon seeing Yan Huan appear in the temple, the female leader who was sitting on the ground quickly stood up, overjoyed.

"Mr. Suctieris, he...?"

"Who is Suktiris?" Yan Huan asked, puzzled.

"Uh... that old gentleman from before, Paratten's mentor."

“Oh, an old man.” Yan Huan blinked. “Why don’t you just say ‘old man’ directly? Why make it so complicated?”

Female team leader: "..."

"So, how is that... gentleman now?"

"He's in jail now, he's going to have a lawsuit."

Yan Huan didn't care at all.

"Never mind him for now, how are you all doing? Have you all eaten enough?"

"Reporting, sir, we're full!" someone shouted, standing up with a bowl in hand.

"If you were to order us to attack the Holy City now, we wouldn't utter a single 'no'!"

“That’s right!” someone else stood up, filled with righteous indignation.

"It was Lord Yan Huan who gave us a good meal! Now that Mr. Suktiris is in trouble, we are willing to go and rescue him!"