Be a legal businessman in Liyue!

He smiled happily, feeling that all the anger he had recently suffered had been released.

I feel so happy inside!

It's so cool.

The void terminal beside my ear shook slightly.

[The Great Sage Azar and the Little Auspicious Grass King initiated a communication.]

"Hmm? This incompetent god is looking for me?"

The little auspicious grass king was imprisoned in the tree king's meditation room, but he was not completely unable to communicate with the outside world.

At least, the great sages of all generations could receive news from the Little Auspicious Grass King.

As for whether he listened to the oracle, it is hard to say.

"Since you're in a good mood today, go ahead and answer the call."

With the lingering excitement, Hazard answered the call request from God.

The empty screen in front of him flickered slightly, and the figure of a young god appeared before his eyes.

"Hazard."

"Yes, I'm here, Little King of Lucky Grass."

Hazard's tone did not show much respect. He called the other party "Little Lucky Grass King" simply because he was the Little Lucky Grass King.

"I'm here to talk to you about the desert and the rainforest. You can't continue to provoke conflict between the two sides. This will only lead to deeper hatred..."

Nashida's shadow carried a worried look.

Azar sneered. "Oh, little King of Auspicious Grass, do you know what you're saying? Those despicable desert people have always hated us, and you think it's my fault?"

"Did I make those desert people hate us?"

"As our god, not only do you not consider us, you are even worried about those desert people?"

"I really don't know what you're talking about."

Azar attacked Nashida wantonly.

"No, that's not the case. The hatred in the desert can be explained and eliminated. Your actions are deepening this hatred and will lead to uncontrollable events."

"I am the god of Sumeru. The desert is also part of Sumeru. You are my people, and so are they!"

Nashida tried hard to explain clearly.

嗏

Azar didn't care what she said at all. He sneered and said, "Tsk, you are their god, then be their god. We don't need such incompetent gods anyway."

Having said that, he was about to hang up the phone.

I thought this god had some insight.

The result is some nonsense again.

Doesn’t He know that the current unity of the rainforest people is precisely because they want to suppress the desert people?

Promoting reconciliation between the rainforest and the desert? What good would that do for the Fatwa?

If we don’t allow the lower-level rainforest people to hate the desert people, should we let them hate the House of Religious Orders?

Reconciliation? What a naive idea.

Hazard sneered inwardly.

"Wait." Nashida shouted anxiously.

Hazard paused.

"Please let me out. I want to meet with Boss Wang Que..."

Before he could finish his words, Hazard's face turned cold.

Wang Que had mentioned before that he wanted to let the God of Grass to judge right and wrong.

It is also because this statement has become popular among the people that Hazard chose to "give in".

Well, of course it’s also because of the floating city’s military force.

But now the Little Auspicious Grass King himself has proposed to meet with that Liyue person...

This made Hazard feel very sick.

Plus his happy mood just now.

It’s like… when you’re showing off your meal, you suddenly find half a worm in your food.

Then I suddenly realized why it was half a line.

Disgusting as hell.

So, he hung up the call with Nashida.

At the same time, he added more restrictions to the Tree King's meditation room. He would never allow the little auspicious grass king to leave the Jingshan Palace.

She was not allowed to meet that guy Wang Que.

After doing everything, Hazard quickly recovered his mood and began to arrange people to publicize the fact that Wang Que was attacked.

Put more blame on the desert people.

...

Jingshan Palace·Tree King Meditation Room.

The little figure opened his eyes, his big eyes full of disappointment.

Hazard's response seemed to correspond to what Wang Que said.

The House of Lords...or rather, some of its higher-ups really don't care about its people.

They only maintain their own right to rule.

As for how the desert people and the lower rainforest people will fight after the intensification of the conflict, and whether it will trigger a greater bloody conflict, the group represented by Azar does not care at all.

No, they do care, but what they care about is completely different from Nashida's.

What Nashida cared about was that people would get hurt, bleed, and the hatred would continue to intensify.

The top management represented by Hazard cares about the benefits brought by these hateful conflicts.

Continuously inciting hatred can allow the lower-level rainforest people to vent their emotions on the desert people.

The continued suppression of the Desert People by the House of Representatives is in line with the wishes of these people.

They may even think that the House of Worship is great, speaking up for them and helping them.

They don't think about why they have come to this point.

Of course, the push from the House of the Faith is part of it, and so are the extreme gilded brigades in the desert.

The alternative two-way rush belongs to yes.

"No, I can't watch the conflict escalate."

Nashida's eyes flashed green and she closed them again.

...

Port of Ormos.

The headquarters of a certain gilded brigade.

"Damn it, damn it, why did you mess with that guy?"

Mizri's sturdy body exudes a strong sense of power.

He reached out and slapped the table, and there was a loud bang.

As the boss of the Eye of Akhmar, he actually has a very high reputation among the desert people.

Even the people from the headquarters of [The Legacy of the God King] dare not underestimate him.

The most important thing is that Mizri is not only a man of military power, he is also a man of brains.

As a criminal group, the Eye of Akhmar was able to play back and forth with their rivals, the Caracals, in Port Omos.

The reason why he had not been severely attacked by the Thirty-Man Group was naturally because he was in control of the situation.

But... he was just not paying attention, and his men caused such a big mess for him.

The boss was burning with anger, and the younger brothers around him were silent and dared not say a word.

After a while,

Only then did an equally strong member of the Gilded Brigade speak up: "Boss, what do we do with Scar and the others?"

"What do you think, Tariq?" Mizri looked at him.

Tariq, the speaker, grinned. "I think we should send them back to the desert."

The Gilded Brigade has its own way of punishment, and generally speaking, they will not attack "their own people".

But since you made a mistake, you must be punished.

Sending them back to the desert is punishment.

Compared to the resource-rich port of Omos, life in the desert is not a life for humans.

Once you have enjoyed the beauty of the rainforest, you will never be able to endure the hardships of the desert again.

Hearing this,

Scar and the others who were kneeling in front of everyone suddenly turned pale.

Yes, neither Wang Que nor Elhaisen arrested these people.

If they were arrested, the matter would not have become a big deal.

Only if these criminals 'escape' will it be the ending that everyone wants to see.

Mizri nodded slightly. "Then send them back to the desert. Also, their families...will have their material subsidies canceled."

Scarface's eyes suddenly widened: "No, no, Boss, kill me, don't do this!"

He was not afraid of death, but he knew that once the Gilded Brigade cancelled its subsidies to his family, his wife, children and the elderly would surely die in the desert.

This is also one of the methods used by many Gilded Brigades to control their members.

Why are many gilded brigades so patient and even willing to work for the Imperial House of Lords?

Because they have to earn money to support their families.

If I don't make money, my family will die.

Mizri didn't look at him, just waved.

Some younger brothers stepped forward and dragged Scarface and others away.

Mizri looked at the two people still standing beside him: "Tariq, Tumat, what do you think we should do?"

"Someone from Akhmar's Hand told me earlier that they wanted to cooperate with Boss Wang to purchase a batch of arms."

"They've even made contact, and Boss Wang has said he's willing to provide us with some arms."

“And now, this has happened…”

Mizri's tone grew increasingly worried as he spoke. "Those guys from Akhmar's Hand will definitely blame us for the mistakes. When that happens, we'll be in a lot of trouble if the headquarters blames us."

[Legacy of the God-King] If they want to teach their sub-group a lesson, they don’t need to do it themselves.

Just hand over some of the evidence of their crimes to the Ordinance House.

The reason why the Fatwa Council does not deal with groups like the Eye of Akhmar is because they know there is a problem, but they have no evidence.

(This is also a deliberate indulgence, so as to lower the perception of the rainforest people towards the desert people.)

But once there is enough evidence, the House of Representatives will have to take action.

"Then, Boss, should we go and apologize to that Liyue person?"

The man named Tumat asked.

Before Mizri could say anything, Tariq shook his head. "Actually, I've already sent someone to contact the floating city, but there's been no response."