A jumble of random notes echoed in the hunter's ears, meaningless and never stopping.

Before he could adjust, he felt a sudden emptiness beside him, and Fang Xiaoshi's figure had vanished.

Qi Yan placed his hand on Fang Xiaoshi's shoulder and looked at the flustered hunter, saying calmly:

“You are weak-willed and think you see everything clearly, but you can’t see that your tolerance will only bring you more evil. Because of your failure in the past, you completely deny your son’s views and punish your son to stay away from you temporarily, so that you don’t suffer with Fang Xiaoshi.”

Fang Xiaoshi looked up as if he wanted to say something, but Qi Yan slapped him on the head, interrupting him.

"You brat, you're all brats, all skill and no guts," Qi Yan said irritably. "Why didn't you pretend to be patient, gather evidence, hone your skills, and then shout that the three-year period is over once everything was ready?"

Fang Xiaoshi pouted, feeling wronged, and muttered:

“They’ve already stormed into my house. If I give in now, they might empty my house.”

"Yes, yes, I know you're feeling frustrated, but I didn't expect you to just keep putting up with it."

Qi Yan rubbed Fang Xiaoshi's head, then his gaze fell once again on the villagers who were swaying in the cold wind.

The cold wind wasn't targeting these people, but because of the drop in temperature, the ground was covered with a layer of solid ice at a visible speed, making it difficult for them to even stand.

Just then, the roar of an engine pierced through the cold wind.

"The three-day period hasn't been up yet, Qi Yan, don't you dare trick me!"

The SUV broke through the cold wind, and Wei Yanwu leaned half his body out of the window with urgency on his face. He drifted and stopped... but couldn't get off. He slid on the ice and crashed hard into the millstone on the side of the road.

The vehicle overturned, and Wei Yanwu's body was thrown a long way by inertia, crashing to the ground and sliding away from everyone's sight.

The cold wind swirling among the mountains paused for a moment, then slowly subsided.

Qi Yan placed a hand on Fang Xiaoshi's head and pointed in the direction Wei Yanwu had left, reminding him:

"Look, this is the final fate of the Dragon King who didn't endure long enough. Don't follow his example."

Fang Xiaoshi: "..."

A group of people dressed in black and red official robes crawled out of the overturned SUV, looking around at the situation with confusion and shock on their faces.

"Wasn't the purpose of this visit to inspect impoverished mountainous areas and then allocate funds for subsidies?"

"This isn't a mountainous area, it's more like the Shelag district!"

"Don't panic, everyone. The frozen soil isn't thick. We can still dig it open by tapping it with a hoe. It'll just be a bit of work."

With an icy expression, Wei Yanwu rushed back, ignoring the Great Yan officials who were trying their best to impress him.

These people might be someone that Moushan Village would look up to with envy, but to Wei Yanwu, they were just a group of minor local officials transferred back from nearby towns.

He rushed to Qi Yan, his gaze lingering on the trembling villagers, and said regretfully:

"Is the matter resolved? Looks like no one was killed."

"Thank you for raising such a good niece," Qi Yan said, pointing at Chen, who was still in shock. "It was going to turn into a huge mess, but she couldn't help but blurt it out, so I took the opportunity to give her a lesson that didn't kill anyone."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yanwu couldn't help but lower his voice and mutter:

"Stop pretending with me. If you really wanted things to continue this way, wouldn't you be able to stop her?"

I was hoping this would give her a chance to see the ugliness of human nature, but you… sigh, sometimes can you not be so protective of your own people?

Qi Yan looked over and saw Chen Zheng lowering his head as he slowly sheathed the Crimson Sky Sword.

A slight smile curved his lips:

"enough."

Chapter 954 How should we deal with Qi Yan, who is possessive of his food?

Officials of the Great Yan Dynasty personally inspected rural areas in Northwest China.jpg

Farmer representatives have a friendly exchange with local officials. (mp4)

Governor Wei Yanwu of Longmen delivered a keynote speech on the theme of "Two Red Lines, Three Points of Attention, and Four Requirements" for tackling poverty in impoverished areas.

Moushan Village has become lively.

It was so lively that people were forced to shout even when they were face to face.

The officials who had been summoned from various towns by Wei Yanwu through transfer orders all had somewhat stiff smiles, and for a moment they couldn't understand what was wrong with the people of Moushan Village.

The village chief looked old, so it was understandable that he wasn't hearing well.

Why do even grown men speak so loudly?

The people of Moushan Village could see the officials' reluctance; they were bitter inside, but dared not speak out.

The constant static in their ears, 24/7, was driving them to the brink of nervous breakdown. Under such interference, they couldn't hear each other even when speaking softly.

The village chief of Moushan Village finished a conversation with difficulty, and watched as the officials rushed to Wei Yanwu's side to report, barely managing to maintain a smile as he stood by.

The village chief shifted his gaze from Wei Yanwu and cautiously glanced at the white-haired figure sitting on the hillside in the distance, enjoying the breeze.

It would be a lie to say that he felt no resentment, after all, the punishment imposed by Qi Yan had truly tormented him.

But the village chief knew in his heart that Qi Yan's punishment was not light, but it was definitely not heavy either.

At least under the seemingly severe punishment, there is still a chance for survival.

The village chief shifted his gaze again, sweeping over the villagers behind him. He noticed that most of them had lingering fear in their eyes, while only a few seemed to have forgotten their lesson and were now staring intently at Wei Yanwu and the others, their eyes filled with excitement and gratitude.

The village chief couldn't help but sigh softly.

There will always be people who don't understand.

The recent turmoil in Moushan Village was nothing more than a good cop/bad cop game between the two. Even without Qi Yan, Wei Yanwu would have found a way to give the village a warning before stepping forward to play the good guy.

In fact, if it weren't for Qi Yan, Lord Wei's gaze would never have lingered on a small village nestled in the mountains.

"Use swift and decisive measures while displaying a compassionate heart; only by being in a high position can one see the big picture."

The village chief sighed and muttered to himself, "As a village chief who is so deeply involved, I'm afraid I'll never be able to save this village without external interference. The structure of Moushan Village needs to change. Blindly focusing on internal unity will only create closed cliques and lead to stagnation."

He glanced again at the white-haired figure on the distant hillside and murmured:

"Unfortunately, people will never be grateful to you."

The village chief's lament could only be heard by himself and was destined never to reach Qi Yan's ears.

In fact, Qi Yan had no energy to care about the aftermath of Moushan Village; he was currently in the midst of a difficult internal struggle.

"Give it back to Fang Xiaoshi, or not, give it back, or not, give it back..."

Holding the jewelry in her hands, Qi Yan was so conflicted that she almost had a mental breakdown on the spot.

The phantom of the Witch King emerged from behind Qi Yan, grinning at him:

"Some people are just solemnly lecturing others not to be greedy, but when it comes to their own situation, their true nature is immediately revealed?"

Qi Yan looked up with a mournful face, his wolf ears flattened like airplane ears:

"You'll never know the pain until you're cut by the knife yourself. Advising others to be kind and practicing kindness yourself are two completely different things."

"Then let me help you?" The illusory figure of the Witch King stretched out his hand.

Qi Yan opened his mouth and bit, startling the Witch King so much that he quickly withdrew his hand, and even the phantom trembled.

"If you dare touch my money, I'll bite you to death!" Qi Yan threatened, baring his teeth.

Hey! You little rascal!

The illusory image of the Witch King couldn't help but laugh in anger. He turned to Qi Lin, who was talking to Qiu Bai and Chen, and shouted, "Come and take care of this thing of yours. He's gone mad again."

Qi Lin turned her head and walked over to Qi Yan's side.

Qi Yan quickly suppressed his fierce grin and put on an embarrassed smile.

"Give it back to Fang Xiaoshi. Tell me if you need money," Qi Lin ordered.

"……Oh."

With a resolute expression, Qi Yan tossed the jewelry in his palm to Chen, who was walking over.

"You go and return it, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be tempted to rob Fang Xiaoshi again on the spot if I go and return it myself."

Chen took the pile of jewelry and ornaments, but didn't rush to move it. He asked:

"Aren't you afraid that letting Fang Xiaoshi take it this time will tempt people to do so?"

“Fang Xiaoshi is coming with us,” Qi Yan explained. “This child’s personality means he’s not going to stay quietly in a small village. Taking him out to see the world is a piece of cake for us, so why not?”

"What about that hunter Fang?" Chen asked with a worried expression. "Things have escalated to this point, and I'm afraid he won't be able to stay in the village any longer."

"Do you think that someone like Fang the Hunter, whose spine has been broken by life, would have the will to leave the village?" Qi Yan asked rhetorically.

Chen thought for a moment, then shook his head.

Qi Yan pointed to Wei Yanwu, who was leading a group of officials in the distance, and continued to ask, "Do you think anyone would dare to continue bullying him if he stayed in the village?"

Chen glanced around twice, then smiled with relief:

"Yes, I'm confused again. Fang Xiaoshi has the power and influence to back him up. These villagers are probably too busy trying to curry favor with Fang the Hunter."

Qi Yan laughed along, "You're not confused at all; you're the most sensible guy here."

"But I always make mistakes."

"The most tragic thing is when a person's life is planned out perfectly, without making a single mistake or experiencing any confusion." Qi Yan's hand reached uncontrollably towards the jewelry in Chen's hand. "You have the right to make mistakes now; you have someone behind you."

Chen slapped Qi Yan's paw away, pursed his lips, and shook his head, saying:

You mean you?

Qi Yan did not answer, but simply smiled and looked at Wei Yanwu in the distance.

Seemingly sensing Qi Yan's gaze, Wei Yanwu looked up from the crowd and made a gesture that only the two of them could understand.

Chen was too lazy to investigate the two strangely compatible devices, so he turned around and went to the village to look for Fang Xiaoshi.

After she left, Qiu Bai sat down next to Qi Yan.

"What kind of person are you?" Qiu Bai suddenly asked.

Qiu Bai turned to look at Qi Yan, and those clear, flawless eyes made Qi Yan feel a little embarrassed.

Just as Qi Yan was feeling uneasy, Qiu Bai whispered:

"You call yourself kind? But your actions are certainly frowned upon, yet the final outcome is good."

"If you say that to the suffering villagers, you'll probably get a lot of dirty looks," Qi Yan couldn't help but laugh.

Qiu Bai did not laugh; his voice remained gentle.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable putting yourself in a position that makes you unlikable?"

"I'm used to it. It's not like I haven't experienced it before," Qi Yan said nonchalantly. "At least my life is better now. I have many people around me who are willing to trust me and protect me. And, well, there's a beautiful and gentle older sister like you who is willing to care about me."

But I'm really feeling down right now, so... I want a hug from my older sister~

The unsheathed sword was pressed against Qi Yan's forehead, preventing him from falling over.

Qiu Bai only had time to make that move before Qi Yan's ear was grabbed by Qi Lin, who pulled his head and forced him into her arms.

"I can comfort you too."

Qi Lin remained expressionless, using standard fighting and grappling techniques to firmly hold Qi Yan in her arms.

Qi Yan's eyes rolled back as he was strangled. After successfully holding on for three seconds, he kicked his legs and passed out happily.

Chapter 955 Money-Making Isolator

Qiu Bai has drawn three conclusions so far.

First, Qi Yan and Qi Lin are definitely siblings. When Qi Lin, as the younger sister, teaches her brother a lesson, she is incredibly ruthless!

Second, she didn't know if Moushan Village would improve, but it would definitely become wealthy. Wei Yanwu's methods might be controversial, but his abilities were beyond doubt.

Third, Wei Yanwu and Qi Yan were definitely secretly dividing the spoils!

She sat in the SUV, with the villagers of Moushan Village and a group of officials seeing her off for miles behind her. Chen himself was driving in front of her, while Wei Yanwu and Qi Yan were driving another SUV beside her.

However, Qiu Bai, who was secretly plotting things, soon discovered another clue.

"Why does their car drive so strangely?" Qiu Bai asked the other two girls in the car.

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