This was the first time she objected. The person who came to attend the meeting was the elder. He looked at Jiang Rou with a cold face and felt a little angry. But he soon discovered another fact, that is, these members of the demon cult who came to work actually hesitated about his orders.
The elder left in a hurry, he wanted to go back and report to the leader.
After hearing what she did, Fang Zhiyi stood up like an old man and patted his waist: "Thank you for your hard work, leave the rest to us." The follower beside him showed a look of horror, and the next moment his neck was broken.
The people from the Demon Cult's headquarters rushed to the outside of the city. This scene was very similar to when Lin Muran brought people here.
The leader also saw Fang Zhiyi standing alone under the city wall.
"Principal Fang, are you so free?" The leader teased. He was satisfied that Fang Zhiyi didn't care about the martial arts world, but the woman he left behind dared to control his subordinates?
Fang Zhiyi smiled and said, "Even if you don't have time, you have to make time. After all, my students have something to do, how can I just ignore them?"
The leader's face darkened. "You want to become an enemy of my Demonic Cult? Have you forgotten who saved you?"
Fang Zhiyi shook his head: "I haven't forgotten, but the reward is more than enough. Have you earned enough in these days?"
"Do you want to die?"
Fang Zhiyi laughed out loud: "I've had enough of life."
The leader raised his hand, and the men behind him were about to step forward. They knew Fang Zhiyi's strength and did not underestimate him.
"Who wants to touch our principal?" With a roar, a dozen old men jumped down from the city wall.
Fang Zhiyi looked around at the old men and said, "I'm really sorry for you."
Lu Zhaoran snorted and said nothing.
He Wugui smiled and said, "Old man, you've lived a fulfilling life. You've shown us a lot of new things. It's worth it!"
"Yes, I am already dying, so what is there to be afraid of?"
The leader sneered: "A few old men want to stop me?"
Fang Zhiyi sighed: "Do you know your problem?"
The leader was stunned.
"Before you came to your senses, the members of the Demon Cult simply acted arbitrarily. Later, they gradually became unscrupulous, and now they are even more rampant, relying on the large amount of money they control." Fang Zhiyi said slowly, "Everything will turn into its opposite when it reaches its extreme."
"So much nonsense!"
"Who wants to touch our principal? The Tianzi disciple of Qianji Pavilion is here!" A group of people rushed out, saluted Fang Zhiyi together, and then turned to the Demon Cult's team with unfriendly eyes.
"The leader of the Paramount Hall has arrived!" He made an exaggerated appearance, and there was also a huge crowd of people.
"The Master of the Crescent Moon Pavilion at Xuanyue Tower has come to defeat the Demon Cult!"
"The thirteenth generation disciple of the Beggars' Sect has come to protect the principal!"
Fang Zhiyi's smiling face twitched.
"Stop right there! What class are you from? You're going to be a beggar after graduation?"
The man smiled awkwardly: "No, Principal, the Beggars' Sect is just a name now. We are actually also engaged in transportation and grain transport."
Fang Zhiyi then nodded.
As the names were called out, even the face of the Demon Cult leader, who had made sufficient preparations, gradually darkened.
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