The next day, early morning.
Fang Xiu left the burial site, leaving behind the poker organization.
He wasn't worried about the safety of the playing cards. These people were fearless of the gray fog and had the Taotie army and the fifth-tier powerhouse, the Ace of Spades, protecting them. If they still died, it would prove that they were nothing special.
Suddenly, a black minivan stopped in front of him.
A burly man in a black suit quickly got out of the car, jogged over, and opened the car door for Fang Xiu.
After Fang Xiu got into the car, the vehicle drove towards headquarters.
Along the way, two teams of soldiers cleared the way, and they arrived at headquarters in no time.
However, they encountered obstacles when they arrived at the headquarters.
A large crowd of people holding banners and reporters with cameras crowded the entrance, creating a noisy and chaotic scene.
"Let us in!"
"We want to see Captain Fang!"
"Oppose war! We should unite with Buddhism to fight against the supernatural!"
A large number of soldiers stood in front of the headquarters, blocking everyone from entering.
Fang Xiu's convoy stopped in front of the gate.
Fang Xiu, inside the car, frowned: "What happened?"
The driver immediately replied, "Captain, I will send someone to investigate immediately."
As he spoke, he tapped on his headset: "Team One, get out of the car and check the situation."
"yes!"
Two soldiers got out of the vehicle next to them and jogged off to investigate.
Not long after, the driver reported: "Captain, it's a group of civilians, reporters, and a few folk spirit masters who are protesting against your demand for compensation from Buddhism. They say it will trigger a war. We just received news from headquarters that there may be some Western forces with ulterior motives among these people, as well as some Buddhist believers."
At this point, the driver paused: "Captain, should we disperse the crowd?"
Fang Xiu's eyes flickered slightly, his calm gaze passing through the window as he looked at the surging crowd.
Just then, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "That's the captain's car! Fang Xiu is in it!"
A single stone can stir up a thousand waves!
The crowd that had been blocking the entrance suddenly surged toward the vehicle in droves.
The guards immediately got out of their vehicles and formed a circle around the crowd, isolating them from the outside.
"Captain, what should we do now?" the driver asked.
Fang Xiu calmly opened the car door and said indifferently, "I'll handle it."
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Fang Xiu slowly stepped out of the car, exposed to countless gazes and flashes of light.
"It's Captain Fang!" someone shouted from the crowd.
"Commander Fang, do you know that what you're doing could cause a war?" A reporter held up a microphone and tried his best to squeeze in.
"Captain Fang, as far as I know, the Buddhist sect has never harmed the people since its inception. On the contrary, they have always protected the people. Some people even say that the Buddhist sect's territory is safer than the capital city. What do you think about this?"
"That's right! Buddhism has never been the enemy! The real enemy is the supernatural. Fang Xiu, don't be so stubborn. Your current actions will only provoke a war!"
"What headquarters needs to do now is cooperate with Buddhism to fight against the supernatural, not engage in civil war!"
"Captain Fang, do you know that in the foreign media, they are calling you a dictator? In order to consolidate your rule, you are willing to instigate internal strife! Everyone knows that you are a famous prophet. We don't believe that you can't see the future of being at odds with Buddhism. Doing this will only alienate the people!"
The crowd surged ever larger, and the doubts about Fang Xiu grew louder and louder. The human wall formed by the soldiers could no longer hold them back.
However, even in the face of widespread condemnation and public skepticism, Fang Xiu remained calm. He knew very well that there were people with ulterior motives among them, such as Westerners and Buddhists, who were stirring up public sentiment, as well as some ordinary people who were also being incited.
Didn't they mention a word about the theft of the Xuanyuan Sword?
Of course, even if the matter of the Xuanyuan Sword were brought up, they wouldn't care. On the contrary, they would think that the Xuanyuan Sword would be more effective in the hands of the strong and more capable of fighting against the supernatural.
No one cares about Fang Moli's feelings, no one cares about the headquarters' feelings. There is no such thing as true empathy in this world. You only feel the pain when the knife cuts you.
Suppose one day, the Buddhist sect seizes their property, claiming that they cannot allow those who oppose the supernatural Buddhist sect to go hungry. They argue that even if they skip a meal, they won't starve, and the money should be given to those who are more useful.
Let's see if they can still possess such a noble spirit of selfless dedication and stand on moral high ground to criticize others, just like they do now.
If Buddhism is truly so selfless, why can't it reveal the legacy of the previous era to the world in order to combat the strange forces that are trying to seize the Xuanyuan Sword? This would allow everyone's strength to increase.
Demanding selfless contributions from others while remaining stingy himself is truly a notorious double standard.
Everyone can have their own reasons for being reasonable, but reason is not the one that has the final say.
Fang Xiu never intended to explain himself to this group of people, not because you can never wake someone who is pretending to be asleep, but because he never needed to explain his actions to others.
At this moment, a reporter emerged from the wall of soldiers and rushed to Fang Xiu's side, raising his microphone.
Before he could make a move, the driver next to him restrained him and tried to forcibly take him away. Even so, the reporter did not give up and shouted loudly.
"Captain Fang! You owe the people an explanation!"
Fang Xiu's calm gaze slowly swept over everyone. His gaze was unfathomable, giving people the feeling of staring into the deep sea, making their hearts tremble involuntarily.
Suddenly, he spoke.
The calm voice wasn't loud, but it was enough to resonate throughout the entire venue.
When he spoke, it was as if he possessed some kind of magic, easily suppressing all the noise.
"Explanation? I never need to explain any of my decisions to anyone."
Wow!
Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in an uproar, staring at Fang Xiu in disbelief, never expecting him to be so domineering.
After the uproar came anger, an anger of being ignored.
"Fang Xiu! Why aren't you explaining yourself!"
"I think those criticisms from abroad are completely correct; you are a dictator!"
The crowd grew increasingly excited, almost breaking through the human wall, and the clamor of doubt threatened to overturn the headquarters.
"As the captain, don't you have any reason not to explain yourself in the face of countless questions from the public?" the reporter being dragged away shouted, acting like a fearless warrior.
Upon seeing this, Fang Xiu smiled.
He faced the enraged crowd and smiled, saying, "Could the voices of doubt be any louder? We can't hear them."
As soon as those words were spoken, an eerie silence fell over the room; you could hear a pin drop!
The crowd's eyes were filled with incomprehension and disbelief; they simply couldn't believe that there were people in the world who were so arrogant in front of the public!
This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!!
The next second, the crowd erupted in an unimaginable uproar, filled with doubts and condemnations of Fang Xiu.
"Fang Xiu! You are not fit to be the captain!"
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